Page 33 of Cove City: Volume II
SASHA
The tears streamed down my face as I exited Zeus’s bedroom. I was hurt. I messed up by having sex with him. I wanted him to fight. Fight for our relationship, but instead, he threw dick as a replacement, and I accepted.
“Sasha!”I heard him call out.
As badly as I wanted to run back into that room, I couldn’t. The truth was, Zeus and I were done. If he couldn’t fight for us, what was the purpose? When I got downstairs, I rushed back into the kitchen, slipped my clothes on, and headed for the door. “So that’s it?” I heard his voice.
I halted. “You come here to fuck me and leave? This can’t be it, Sasha, it can’t.”
I tried controlling my tears before I faced him, but they wouldn’t stop. They had become the stars of the show. “We need to heal Zeus,” I muttered.
“We need to figure this shit out is what we need to do.”
I didn’t know what the resolution was. My thoughts were clouded. A part of me wanted to work it out, but another part of me knew I was broken inside. If Zeus and I forgave each other, would it be enough for me? I didn’t know.
His hand touched my waist. “Look at me, Sasha,” he whispered.
His touch on my body felt desperate. It felt hopeless. I needed more time, more time to get my thoughts in order. I opened the door, walked out, and left Zeus standing there. My shoulders bounced up and down because I realized I was the problem. Iwas too afraid to admit that I couldn’t give him a family. Too afraid to admit that I had been wrong in the situation along with him. Too afraid to admit that it’s possible Zeus and I would never get it right.
I wiped my eyes, hopped on my bike, and sped off. I needed more time and hoped that Zeus could understand because it was I who didn’t know what love was.
***
“What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk,” I cried.
He ran his hand through his thick locks as he stepped back. As soon as I stepped into the studio apartment, he grabbed my arm, turning me in his direction. He placed his finger to his lips. “Shh, follow me.”
I was confused until I followed behind him and spotted Paige curled up in his bed. My eyes widened as I looked over at Beans. He continued until he reached the sliding door that led to his balcony. When we stepped outside, he gently closed the door. Beans had always been the easiest to talk to. He was good at giving advice without judgment. We both sat down and although I had my issues, I became curious as to why Pierre’s sister was lying in his bed.
I wiped my tears as he sparked a blunt. “You ready to talk about it?”
“I got to be fucked up, Beans. Something is wrong with me,” I cried.
He placed the blunt to his lips as he glanced at me out of one eye. He sucked in the blunt and exhaled the smoke into the night. “Ain’t nothing wrong with you, man, stop that shit. You are a woman with a traumatic past that’s affecting your future.”
“No, I’m serious.”
He laughed. “So am I. You didn’t choose your past, it chose you. When are you going to give yourself a chance to be free? You know, we talk a lot about healing a man’s scars on the show, but women need healing, too. Does that nigga make you smile? Does he make you feel beautiful? Does he give you what you need despite his imperfections?”
I dropped my head because Zeus did all those things for me. Maybe I was looking for perfection in him. I was looking for Zeus to be something other than who he was. He handed me the blunt, and I took a few puffs. I pointed to the bed beyond the sliding doors. “What’s that?”
“It’s a woman, Sash, what do you mean?”
“When did you start messing with Pierre’s sister?”
He scratched his head. “We’re friends, that’s all. She wanted to crash here, so I let her.”
I gazed at Beans curiously. I didn’t know if he was being honest, but I didn’t have time to worry about who he was sleeping with when I had my own issues. What I did know was that I needed to get my shit in order.
Since Sasha left my house, I’ve been up all night. I checked in on Dio to see that he ended his birthday on a good note. Now that I had my brother back and we were all settled in the Cove, it was time to focus on what was important, and that was Dio’s and my healing.
The sounds of the steps creaking let me know that he was awake. When Dio came down, Samara was behind him. The giggling and whispering made me laugh. It was young love, and to see my brother happy made me happy.
“Good morning,” I said to both of them.
“Oh shit, Zeus, you scared me. Morning.”
