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loveisblindfanfictionbka · 3 years

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Love Is Blind: Chapter One

“Come on Robs, what could it hurt?”

Robyn looked over at her friend and frowned.

“Online Dating? Really? Do you know the kind of psychos on these sites?”

Leandra sighed, “Girl, ain’t nobody saying marry them but at least try it out. It’s been years since your divorce. Why are you still so gunshy?”

“Well maybe because my ex-husband ripped my heart out my chest.”

“Isn’t that a little dramatic? You and your ex-husband were both childish and lost. I still don’t think you should’ve gotten divorced either.”

“You and everyone else seems to have my failed marriage all figured out.”

“Look, forget about all of that, you need to get back out there, even if it’s just for a night of fun. It wouldn’t kill you.”

“You know what, just to shut you up, I’ll do it.”

“Good, I got your profile all set up, you just need to approve it and submit it.”

“How in the hell? This is the first time we’ve spoken about this.”

“Yea but this was just a minor technicality because I was gonna set you up anyway.”

“Ugh….get away from me.”

Leandra laughed as she slid her laptop over for Robyn to review the profile. After a few minutes, Robyn nodded her head in approval and pressed publish.

“So now what?”

“Now you wait to see if you get any hits or you just peruse others’ profiles too.”

Robyn was shaking her head before Leandra even finished her statement, “I am not perusing anything. I don’t even want to do this right now.”

“So let the men come to you, it is the natural order of things.”

“I’ma divorce you next.”

“You love me so whatever.”

Robyn laughed as she leaned her head on Leandra’s shoulder, “Le, do you really think this will help?”

“I think it’ll give you something to do while you try to get your life right again. I love you and I know you and I know that your divorce is something that you’re still trying to understand but your life doesn’t have to stop while you’re doing that. Things don’t have to be serious. You don’t have to fall in love with anybody but it wouldn’t hurt to get from behind these walls you’ve erected and live. You owe it to yourself, if nobody else.”

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“Daddy, come on, the movie is starting”

Chris smiled as he rushed into the living room with a big bowl of popcorn. He sat next to his 3 year old daughter, Anesa, just as the classic Disney symbol flashed across the big screen.

“You know Princess, you could’ve just paused the tv. This is just a stream.”

“No because you were supposed to be faster anyway.”

Chris chuckled as he kissed her temple. He made the right decision becoming a foster dad two years ago. The little imp had done so much to replace the empty void in his life. He had suffered so much loss, being able to give that extra love to someone felt good. An image flashed in his head and he shook it. Years ago, he thought he had someone but that relationship crashed and burned. It surprised him that he even thought about her sometimes, all these years later.

Just as he started to become enamored with the Princess and The Frog, his phone rang. Anesa glanced over at him as he stepped out into the kitchen to answer it.

“Hello?”

“CB, what’s going on, Bro?”

“Marcus, how you doing?”

“I’m good. I’m moving back to the city so I just wanted to check in and see if we could meet up one of these days.”

“Of course, I’ll see if my sister can watch my daughter so just let me know when.”

“Daughter? A lot has happened, huh?”

“Too much.”

“How’s the wife?”

“Divorced years ago. I thought you knew.”

“I thought you were joking. You really went through with it?”

“We weren’t exactly seeing eye to eye.”

“But you were together for so long since middle school, right?”

“Officially since high school but you’d think that would’ve made our life together much easier, but nope.”

“Wow. We definitely got some catching up to do. Well, I’m back officially on Friday. We can meet at Roddy’s Bar.”

“Cool. 8 good for you?”

“Perfect, Bro. See you then.”

“Bet.”

They hung up and Chris went back to watching TV with Anesa.

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Robyn fought as much as she could to not be curious about the stupid dating app but….that only worked for so long. As she scrolled, the frown in her face just got deeper and deeper. What the hell had the world become? These men were just- no. It was hard being single. She hadn’t been single in years. Scratch that, ever. She’d never been single. She wasn’t used to being alone and being married was supposed to prevent that. Her ex-husband had literally tore her heart in two and she still hadn’t recovered. How two people so in love could be so incompatible baffled her mind to this day? Of course, her people just thought they were too young and just gave up too quickly but what would they know? They didn’t live with them 24/7. Yes, they had awesome memories but all she could remember was how alone she felt when he was in the bed right next to her. How withdrawn he had gotten in the last two years of their marriage. How unsettled she felt. Like she never knew when he would finally explode from holding everything in. She felt like she walked on eggshells her whole marriage but him asking for a divorce shook her to her very core and she had never bounced back from it. She endured his brutal silence, his emotional hardness but yet he was the one who walked away. It just never made sense to her. Just as she was about to close the app, a direct message popped up.

Subject: Hello

Body: Hi, I was browsing your profile and you seemed really interesting. I was wondering if you would like to chat.

Robyn frowned a bit but she clicked on his photo to be directed to his profile. 42 years old. Divorced. One child. College Music Professor.

He seemed harmless. His photo was full length so his face wasn’t the clearest but he looked decent. Besides he’d probably say something weird and she’d never have to meet him in person so what’s the risk and Leandra had listed her under just her initials so it’s not like he’d know her real name anyway.

Re: Hello

Body: Hi, I would love to chat with you. My name’s Anna. Yours?

A few minutes passed before she got a reply

Re: Hello

Body: Christian but my friends and family call me Chris. It’s nice to meet you Anna.

A: Chris? That must be a common name, I know a few of those.

C: I can imagine. Don’t know too many Annas though. Not the typical name of this time

A: It’s a little old school but I like it. I see you’re a music professor

C: Yup. Decided to change career paths once I got divorced a few years ago. You’re a veterinarian?”

A: Yea, I own a clinic and a shelter in the city.

C: No children?”

A: No. Seems like my animals take up all my time.

C: Understandable. Animals can be like children.

A: Definitely. How old is your child?

C: She’s three.

A: That’s an awesome age

C: Very fun and energetic

A: My friends have children so I definitely imagine. Have you lived in the city long?

C: Just a few years. I was working at another college when the possibility of tenureship opened up at Columbia. Normally that can take years so I got lucky for the invite.

A: you work at Columbia University? That is awesome

C: I think the shock still hasn’t worn off. Kind of waiting for them to take it back at some point

A: Lol when I got the keys to my clinic, I felt the same way

C: Where’d you go to school?

A: Stanford for undergrad. University of California, Davis for veterinary school.

C: Pretty far from home, huh?

A:New York has always been the place for me. I always knew I’d end up here. You?

C: I’m from down south so that’s where my soft spot is. I did my undergrad and grad at Stanford though.

A: Wow talk about a small world. It is a large school so I’m not surprised we haven’t met unless we have.

C: Probably not, don’t remember many Annas there

A: True. How do you like being a professor?

C: It’s cooler than I thought it would be. My previous job had a little bit more excitement but after some personal issues then my divorce, I had had enough excitement to last a lifetime.

A: My divorce kind of knocked me off balance so I can understand wanting to start over

C: How long were you married?

A: Three years. You?

C: Same. Together?

A: Over ten years. You?

C: Same. Bad ending?

A: I really don’t know. It wasn’t the best situation but it wasn’t the worst. I think abrupt would be a better word. You?

C: I walked away. I wasn’t the best husband but I think we really outgrew each other.

A: That can happen. How old were you?

C: 35. You?

A: 34. A lot can change in over ten years

C: True. I don’t know if she knew that though

A: did you try to tell her?

C: Honestly no but that’s partly why I walked away. I wasn’t any good for her let alone for myself. I struggled a lot emotionally back then, I still do now sometimes. She didn’t need that weight in her life

A: Did she say that or did you make that decision for her?

C: Both.

A: Ah. I’m sorry

C: No need. She was better off without me anyway

A: you still think about her?

C: I try not to. It hurts. Failure sucks.

A: tell me about it. Have you seen her over the years?

C:No. We both moved away once we got divorced. Don’t really know where she went to be honest

A: Same. Some things are just better left alone, I guess

C: True.

A: You know Chris, this was fun. I was a little nervous about this online thing

C: Really? I’ve done it once or twice before. It’s not too bad if you take it for what it is

A: And that is?

C: Just a way to meet people. Doesn’t have to go further than a conversation unless you let it

A: That is very true.

C: If it’s agreeable to you. I’d love to talk to you again

A: I’d like that

C: Great. I guess, until next time

A: Have a good night

C: You as well

Robyn closed out of the app after reading Chris’s last message. They had a lot in common, a lot more than her ex-husband. She got a little nervous when he said his name was Chris but once he clarified that his full name was Christian, she could let out a breath. Her ex-husband’s name when shortened was Chris but his full name was Christopher. Christopher was a common name but she really didn't need that reminder of him too.

Chris dropped his phone onto his nightstand just as Anesa ran into his room. He laughed as she tried to climb onto his bed before leaning over to pick her up, “what’s the matter Love Bug?”

“Can I sleep in here with you?”

“Of course you can. Did something happen?”

“I had a bad dream.”

“Aww...I’m sorry, Love Bug. Come on, get under the covers.

Anesa climbed under the blankets as Chris turned off the lights. She cuddled onto his chest and Chris hugged her close, “Comfortable?”

“Yes. Goodnight Daddy.

“Goodnight Love Bug.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So….how was it?” Leandra asked as her and Robyn sat down for breakfast.

“It was a nice conversation. He seemed like a decent guy.”

“What’s his name?”

“Christian but people call him Chris.”

“You really have a thing for Chris’s, huh?”

“Don’t say that. Chris is just a common name.”

“It is but what a coincidence.”

“Yea.”

“So what does he do?”

“He teaches music at Columbia.”

“Nice. Educated. Kids?”

“A daughter.”

“Marital status?”

“Divorced like me.”

“Guess you can share horror stories.”

Robyn chuckled, “my marriage was a failure but not a horror story. Stop it.”

“Have you spoken to Chris?’

“Not since the divorce was final. Why?”

:Leandra shrugged.

“Le, what happened?”

“Nothing. I thought I saw somebody who looked like him the other day, that’s all.”

“Where? Here? In New York?”

“Yea.”

“Please don’t tell me we moved to the same state.”

“Robs, I don’t know if it was him. I just caught his profile. It could’ve been any cute light skin guy. They are running around here galore.”

“That’s true.”

“So about your new Chris?”

“What about him?”

“What’s the next move?”

“We agreed to talk again but nothing more than that. I’m still stuck in limbo, I’m not trying to make something out of nothing.

“I guess. Are you gonna meet him?”

“Nah. Some things are just better left alone, you know.”

“Not even if you really start to like him.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m swearing off serious relationships until I fix my broken heart and I have no idea how long that’s gonna take.”

“You still love him, don’t you?”

“I don’t know but I don’t want to.”

“You were together a long time.”

“Yea and he still left me so what does that mean?”

Leandra sighed, “I don’t know. “

“Chris, who are you messaging so much?” Jessica, his sister, asked as she started stirring a pot of beans.

“I met this woman online. We’ve been talking for a few weeks.”

“Online dating? You sure that’s safe?”

“I don’t plan on meeting her so it’s not a huge deal. Just a conversation.”

“Few weeks is a long time for it to just be a conversation. You like her?”

“She seems really nice.”

“Glad you’re opening your heart up somehow.”

“I’m not opening anything up. I went down that road and have no qualms about avoiding it.”

“You know you walked away from your marriage, Chris. I don’t understand your apprehension with moving on.”

“I didn't walk away to move on. I walked away to keep from hurting her. Two different things. I’m not fit to be in a relationship, let alone a marriage. My daughter is the only woman I’m concerned about right now.”

“Anesa can’t be your whole life.”

“Who says?”

“I wish Momma was here to talk some sense into you.”

“Don’t do that, Jess.”

“What? She was the only person you listened to. Did you ever tell your ex what happened with Momma?”

“No.”

“You never took her to meet her?”

“It’s not like she was around. Auntie C raised me.”

“So when you left every weekend to see Momma in the hospital your ex never asked why?”

“She asked. I never answered.”

“Chris.”

“I don’t want to talk about it. It wasn’t for her to know. She didn’t need that kind of weight on her, ok?”

“You never gave her a chance to really love you, Chris.”

“Well that doesn’t really matter. She moved away and about her life. I did the same. No harm, no foul.”

“I wouldn’t quite say no harm, no foul but whatever.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I don't want you to hurt this new woman because you’re still in love with your past, Chris.”

“I’m not in love with anyone so there’s nothing to be worried about.”

“And that worries me even more.”

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scornedlove · 5 years

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Chapter Twenty-Four

ROBYN

“Shit!” I exclaimed jolting awake. The sunlight shining on my face pulled me from my deep slumber. I sat up and my head immediately began to pound. Where the fuck am I? I wondered as bits and pieces of last night came back. Then I noticed the mirror covering the wall in front of the bed and my jaw dropped. I was at Aundre’s, naked in his bed. I looked around and noticed an envelope on his bed stand with a note scribbled on it.

Went to work. Call me when you wake up. -Dre.

“What the fuck is wrong with me?” I groaned falling back into the plush comforters. I couldn’t remember how I got here and wanted to slap myself for being so stupid and bringing Dre into my mess. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen and my full bladder began to get weak. I jumped up so fast, I stumbled my toe into the corner of his nightstand as I ran to the bathroom. I made it to the toilet in time, but the moment I flushed it, a wave of nausea rushed over me. I tried to make it to the sink, but threw up all over his marble floors instead.

By the time I’d finished cleaning his bathroom, making his bed, and finding my shoes, it was almost one o’clock. Of course, it would be the day I had a hair appointment. I didn’t care how vain I came across as, I refused to miss my hair appointment. Ursie was booked solid and had a six to eight week waiting period. I needed it done last week and I haven’t had anyone else in my head in years. The last stylist I had left bleach on too long and damaged my hair tremendously. It cost me a lot of time, money, and tears. I couldn’t afford to go through that again.

I searched high and low, but couldn’t find my clothes or phone anywhere. After wasting half an hour, I gave up and called John from the house phone, picked one of Dre’s shirts that could pass as a dress, then took a quick shower. By the time I finished dressing, John was out front smoking a cigarrette. “How’s my favorite island gyal today?” he inquired with a lopsided grin after putting his smoke out on the ground. “Hungover” I grunted, smoothing out my shirt before getting in the backseat. “I told you to simmer down last night” he laughed as he closed the door. I had no idea what he was talking about so the moment he got in the driver seat, I began interrogating him. “What did I do? Did you bring me here? Why didn’t you talk some sense into me?” I quizzed, tossing questions left and right. “Ms. Robyn, it’s my job to mind my business, and I did that while you were smoking a blunt and drinking Moscato from the bottle in my back seat.” he pressed his lips together and took a deep breath through his nose. “But when you started taking shots of whiskey back there, I tried to tell you to simmer down, and you went left on me. You told me to mind my fucking business before you throw that bottle at the back of my head.”

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I hope you know I didn’t mean that and I would never do something so horrible!”

“I hope not!” he laughed. “I know you’re going through a lot, but getting drunk is not the answer”

“I know and that won’t happen again. I promise to compensate you for your trouble.” I added as my face burned with embarrassment. I had no cash on me, but definitely felt the need to give him a bonus or something. He didn’t have to deal with that and he still came back for me.

“That’s unnecessary. You’re my favorite client by far, so I’ll let the first one slide” he teased. “Besides, that was nothing. Compared to some of the crazy things I’ve seen, you’re a breath of fresh air.”

“Well, thanks for putting up with me and still getting me to my destination safely. I owe you one” I replied gratefully. I don’t know what I would do without John. He always got me where I needed to be in record time, and today was no different. I arrived at the salon a few minutes early, just as Ursie was collecting payment from the lady before me.

“What are we doing today?” she asked, once I was settled in her chair.

“I don’t know, but I need a drastic change. My life is so full of shit I need something easy and low maintenance. Do whatever, I trust you.” I shrugged. My head was pounding so hard, that I didn’t care. I knew whatever she did would look great anyway, so I put the ball in her court.

“I can do anything?”

“Yep. Nothing is off limits.”

“See that’s why I love you. You challenge my artistry” she smiled pulling out her clippers.

CHRIS

Why does shit have to be so fucking complicated. I thought to myself as I blew smoke from my mouth. After hearing Robyn’s true feelings yesterday, I felt like shit. I tried calling her multiple times once I made it home, but she never answered. I didn’t know what to say anyway. My heart was heavy and I just wanted to make sure she was okay.

I was worried all night, so I didn’t get any sleep. As much as I still love Robyn, I didn’t have it in me to walk away from Tae. I guess I was being selfish and didn’t even realize the effect it was having on Robyn. I never imagined having to choose between the two, so I couldn’t. It hurt like hell watching her leave my life for good, but her mind was made up.

On top of that, Mama announced that she was moving to Florida with Richard next month. That’s what the gathering was for. She wanted to spend time with everyone before she moved. The thought of my mom picking up and moving across the country for Richard made my heart skip a beat. Yes, he’s a good guy, but the thought of not having my mom a few minutes away gave me anxiety.

“You sure you’re okay” Tae asked for the umpteenth time since she woke up an hour ago. Her flight wasn’t until one this afternoon so I took the morning off to spend a little more time with her before she left. After that fiasco with Robyn yesterday, I was a little frustrated. Not with her or Tae, but the circumstances. I wasn’t trying to be the bad guy, but here I was yet again.

“I’m good. Just a little stressed about this art battle coming up” I lied. I did decide to join an art battle this weekend, but that was the least of my worries. I loved a challenge and always had fun with them, but I couldn’t tell her why I was really upset. Especially after we just reconciled.

“You sure it’s not about Mama J moving” she countered with a side eye.

“I won’t front. That shit hit me hard too.”

“So, that’s why you’re on your third blunt this morning. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smoke so much, especially by yourself.”

“Oh, that ain’t nothing. I used to smoke almost an ounce a day”

“Why would you smoke that much every day?” she asked turning her nose up.

“I was going through a lot of shit”

“What were you going through to make you smoke that much?”

“I lost my scholarship senior year over some bullshit. I thought I told you about that.”

“You didn’t tell me what happened exactly”

“It’s a long story”

“I’m listening” she replied, sitting next to me on the couch. She snuggled as close as she could then pulled my arm around her neck, forcing me to put the blunt out and cuddle her. Diamond followed suit, laying her head in Tae’s lap. I’m sure it was because she’s constantly sneaking her snacks, but any time Tae is here, Diamond is attached to her hip. I love how close they are.

“Well as you know, my dad died in the line of duty when I was eleven.” I began after a deep sigh. “When that happened, I went from being the class clown to the quiet kid. I was beyond depressed and there wasn’t a pill I didn’t try to fix it. Trey and I were best friends then, but I even distanced myself from him.

Fast forward to freshman year, I met this girl named Michele. She was beautiful, smart, and funny. She was the first person to get a real laugh from me in years. She became my best friend; I was closer to her than Trey. We were tight until she started to hang with the wrong crowds and experimenting with drugs. Long story short, her boyfriend cheated on her, so she cheated on him with me. He beat the crap out of her and to keep him out of trouble, she told the police it was me. I’ve never put my hands on a woman before, but after losing everything that was important to me, I don’t know what I would do if I saw her now.”

“Wow, that’s some crazy shit. I want to beat her ass for you. Did she ever apologize or admit her wrongdoing?” she quizzed as her forehead creased.

“Hell nah. She had been blackmailing mama for money without my knowledge. When she didn’t get what she wanted, she showed up the night before I was supposed to get married, and told the same lie to Robyn. She showed her the newspaper articles and everything. I never told Rob about my past and we were already on rocky grounds, that shit killed what little hope she had in us and she left me. I just don’t get it though; I was always the perfect gentlemen to Michele. I guess it’s true; that shit doesn’t matter when people are strung out.”

“That’s so fucked up. Where is Michele now?”

“Shit, that’s a mystery to all of us. She up and disappeared again, but I wouldn’t be surprised if she just relocated and is using someone else. She’s not a good person and it sucks that I had to find that out the hard way”

“Well, let that bitch pop up again, imma give her a taste of her own medicine. You’re mine now, and I don’t play when it comes to mines”

“I don’t play when it comes to mine either. I know you’re all the way in Dallas, but it ain’t nothing for me to hop on a plane when you need me. Matter of fact, that brings up another conversation. Have you considered moving out here?”

“As crazy as it sounds, I never really gave that much thought. We’re serious, but relocating for a relationship is a big step.”

“I agree, but if you’re serious enough about me, I’m ready to step it up. Which means I need to get some shit off my chest.” I announced. If being with Tae cost me my relationship with Robyn, it was time she knew everything. I couldn’t make the same mistake twice.

“Oh shit. Here comes bad news”

“Not necessarily, it’s just a lot to take in.” I explained, shaking my nerves off. I was no longer worried. If she accepted me that’s great and if she doesn’t that’s okay too. “I invited my ex to Mama’s party yesterd-”

“What?! I don’t remember you introducing us” she blurted, scaring Diamond. She seemed to sense the mood shift and quickly jumped down and jetted out of sight.

“She didn’t stay long, and she told me she’d already met you. She designed Lala’s dresses.”

“What!? That Robyn is your ex? I was trying to hook her up with my brother the whole time we were working together.” she revealed, her eyes widened with shock. “I wonder why she never said anything, she must’ve felt awkward as hell. But why would you invite her to your mom’s barbecue? How long have ya’ll been in contact?”

“Not long. I invited her because they have their own relationship. I knew how happy mama would be to catch up with her.”

“Then what are you getting off your chest? Did you fuck her?” she inquired, putting some distance between us so she could look me in the eye.

“No, I’m not fucking her. There’s just a lot of emotional baggage still there. We lost our first-born last year and it was my fault” I admitted in shame. It was the first time I confessed my blame out loud and as soon as the words escaped my lips, tears started to fall.

“What? How was it your fault?” she asked, immediately pulling me closer.

“I wasn’t there for her when I should’ve been. Her doctor recommended she stayed from behind the wheel, so I was supposed to take her to her appointment. I got caught up with Kate-”

“The girl you cheated with, right?” she interrupted, putting two and two together. This topic always had me on edge. I didn’t want her associating that Chris with the person I am today, but I needed to know how real this was.

“Yeah, I thought she was pregnant by me too, but it turned out to be someone else’s. Anyway, we thought her baby was coming, but it was a false alarm. I spent so long at the hospital with Kate that I ended up running late for Robyn’s appointment. She decided to drive herself and someone ran a light, smashing her side of the car. She was in a coma for a few days, but we lost our son. He died two days before my birthday.”

“That is so sad. Damn, you’ve been through some horrible things. Ya’ll both have been through a lot, but how can you blame yourself for an accident someone else caused?” She asked, wiping my cheeks with her palm.

“I should’ve been the one in the driver seat. The impact wouldn’t have been as bad and she could’ve made it to full term with him.” I sighed, standing up to dry my face with my shirt.

“I know it may seem that way, but everything happens for a reason. God decided he needed him more. You can’t hold that over yourself. We all make mistakes, but I know you’re a good person.” she responded, standing to hug me. Her touch was calming. I was relieved that instead of agreeing with me, she was showing me so much compassion. “I’m sorry things turned out the way they did, but you got to forgive yourself.”

“I’ve tried, I just don’t know how.” I confessed, releasing her and picking the blunt back up.

“That won’t help. You need to see a psychiatrist.” she ordered, taking the blunt from my hand and holding it behind her back. “When Brandon died, I couldn’t get through a single day without crying for a whole year. The last time we spoke, we had an argument over something so silly, I don’t even remember what it was. My psychiatrist helped me open up and let it out. Also, it feels better talking to someone who isn’t biased about the situation. You obviously blame yourself, but has Robyn ever blamed you.”

“Not once. At least not to my face. Knowing all the pain I caused is a hard pill to swallow. She’s never blamed me out loud, but I’ve never asked. You’re a woman, put yourself in her shoes. Would you blame me?”

“No. I’m a firm believer in everything happens for a reason. The healing process would hurt like hell, but it’s not like you meant for that to happen, so I couldn’t blame you for it.”

“You have a good soul and I really don’t deserve you either. I know I deserve to feel pain and heartache every day. Look, I would understand if hearing all of this makes you want to back out of this relationship.”

“Not at all. You’re right, it is a lot to take in, but I meant it when I said I love you. I’m not going to leave you for something you did in your past to someone else. Our mistakes make us human. I don’t expect you to be perfect. Hell, I’m not perfect either”

“You’re pretty damn close.”

“Not really. I’ve been holding back too. I ha-”

“AARRGHHH” Anthony screamed at the top of his lungs interrupting us. Seconds later, I heard some glass break and a female voice screaming in Spanish. Tae and I jumped up and darted towards his room just as he was coming out. He must’ve been startled from his sleep because he was still in his drawers and had dried saliva on the corners of his mouth.

“That crazy bitch cut me!” he yelled, grasping his right thigh with both of his hands. The moment he let go, blood started to leak down his leg.

“You fucked me knowing you have chlamydia!” a girl in her bra and panties screamed at the top of her lungs. She was tiny with a loud screechy voice and big, wild curls falling in every direction. She threw his phone at his head with all her might. He dodged it, then bent down to pick it up, but fell instead. “Fuck!” he yelled out in pain as Tae took off the scarf that was on her head and tied it around his wound. “I don’t have no fucking STD!”

“Liar! I saw everything! Whoever the fuck Ashley is said she had it and you didn’t even respond to her text or answer her calls. It’s because you’re the one that gave it to her!” She accused, still holding the pocket knife she used to cut him with as she slipped her dress on.

“This ain’t the place for this shit. Ya’ll gotta go” I shouted, staying in between them as they bickered back and forth.

“She didn’t get shit from me and I know I don’t have anything! I can’t believe you cut me!” he whined, fighting the pain.

“Be glad I didn’t kill you!” She exclaimed grabbing her purse, storming past us, and pausing at the front door. “You better pray my test results come up clean mother fucker!” she threatened before letting herself out.

“That’s what yo ass get for breaking the one rule you had. Get up so I can take yo stupid ass to the hospital” I ordered, stepping over him to go get my car keys. That was the last straw. I was tired of feeling like I had a child. From dealing with his passive aggressive attitude to his poor choices, I was over it. It was time for Anthony to go.

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