I pulled on my beige puff jacket as I opened the door. Just as I turn to the door, Elijah is standing right in front of me.
"I've missed you so much." He tilted his head towards me, yearning for one of my kisses. I placed my hand against his face...
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•{JADA}• couldn't deal with Elijah's lifestyle anymore. When we entered that party, they all stared. I even heard a few rude remarks about my skin. I knew that it wouldn't last, so I got on a plane and went home.
As I sat on the plane, my phone buzzed from a group chat. Kadence and Zara texted their thumbs off when they heard the news. (They had met up when I invited them over.)
It was my first night back home and my girls were still bugging the shit out of me. My phone rang for the fifth time today. I flipped around on the couch, screaming into my pillow.
"Hello." I quickly grabbed the phone and was surprised at who answered back. "Jada, Why did you leave Bali?" He cooed. I rubbed my arm, biting my lip.
"Elijah, I can't." I heard him sigh. "Baby I don't care what everyone thinks about you. This is my work." My eyes watered knowing I've probably done something stupid.
"Jada, You are my family."
I shook my head in disapproval. "Baby, I can't. I mean I'm still young. Am I really ready to settle down now? Plus when everyone looks at me, they want you to be with a rich women. Not a un financially stable black women," I cried.
"Jada, baby....I know you think I care but I don't. This is what I want. You're all I have."
"Elijah, you have your daughter..." I pause and sniffle. "Maybe who knows your ex wife will come around and want to marry you again."
"I-I lo-" I stopped him before he could even use those three words. "Bye Elijah. I'm sorry." I ended the call, sobbing into my sweater.
"Oh shit," i wailed, falling into my couch.
After hours of crying, I caught a cab to a local bar. I sat and downed 10 shots. I cheered and cried drowning my sorrows. My phone rang again and it was Elijah. I rolled my eyes and ended it. "Yeah," I yelled, before walking onto the dance floor. My phone rang under my boob, making me giggle. I quickly grab it, walking into the girls bathroom.
"Hello," I blurted.
"Jada, Why did you end the call?"
"I'm out partying. Something you said you stopped enjoying." He growls into the phone, showing his anger. His husky voice made me so wet. I couldn't help but think about him ramming into me all night long.
Because I felt a little naughty, I decided to tease him. "Elijah, I want you so bad," i whimpered.
"Jada, are you drunk?," he asked. "Yes, baby," I giggled.
He chuckled. I could hear the song, dig a little deeper, in the back. I smiled, knowing it was Miya.
"Baby, I regret what I said. I want you so bad." He sighed, shuffling through things.
"Baby, what are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm gonna pack and leave Bali." My eyes widen as I steady myself.
"I'm coming home to you, Jada." I smile from ear to ear. "Baby?" I questioned. I hear him say Mmm.
"I'm miss having your hands travel my body," I whimpered.
"Jada," he chuckles. My hands roam my body, pretending it's his. "Jada, I promise when I see you again. I'll happily fuck the shit out of you," he roughly whispered into the phone. I bit my lip and cursed under my breath. "I wish you were here and I could have you all to myself," I whispered, after hearing women walk in.
"Jada, I can't talk now because I'm taking care of Miya. But I mean every word, I said."
"Oh I forgot to say I love you," he says, ending the call. I froze in the stall.
Shit!
That's the first time he has ever said that to me. No one has even said that to me. I quickly walked out of the club, catching a cab. I walked into my apartment, tripping on my shoes. I fell forward and passed out on the ground.
Everything went dark and I had no one. I was completely.....
