Page 33 of If I Gave You My Heart
I knew we had both been sitting for too long. Every year, once a year, we would drive hours just to sit for fifteen minutes.
"No, that's all that I needed, Xia."
She quickly packed up her laptop, rose from her seat, and rushed out. This was the life and had been my life forever.
We had made it a tradition that whoever called the meet would foot the bill. I tossed some cash on the table before making my own exit. As I walked to my rental, I threw my shades back down on my eyes. Although I had a price on my head, it felt good to live carelessly. No one that I had come across in Georgia knew me. I could sit in restaurants for longer than fifteen minutes. I had met a man that showed that he wanted to treat me right, fuck me good, and love up on me. Now that I knew Adonis wasn't what I thought, I would finally let him. When I got into the car, I pulled my phone out of my purse and then shot Adonis a text before peeling off.
Adonis
Nyoka:When I get back into town, I want to see you…
I read the text from Nyoka out loud. She had ghosted my ass for two weeks after I had given her what I knew was some good-ass dick. It was a quickie but some good pipe, nonetheless.
"Aye, bruh, you ain't hear me?"
I tossed my phone onto the sofa and gave Dom my undivided attention. I sat on the loveseat in his room as I watched him toss clothes out of his closet.
"What are you wearing to this Halloween party?" he asked.
"I ain't going," I quickly said.
"Why not?"
"Because Talia invited you… I ain't going 'cause I already know Nyoka is going, and she's being weird, bruh."
Dom looked at me with his lips twisted to the side.
"Nigga you sound like a bitch. She'sbeing weird, bruh," he mimicked me.
"I ain't acting like a bitch," I defended myself. "Fuck you going as an inmate?" I asked when I saw him pull out a white shirt, white pants, and some white vans.
"Nah, I'm thinking Mr. Clean."
I busted out laughing because his ass was bald head and light-skinned like a muthafucka.
"Yeah, bruh. I'ma be clean as fuck in this all-white. You gotta come."
"I ain't going to a party that this girl didn't personally invite me to."
"Mannnn," he dragged, "Aight, I ain't going either. We can go to a bar tonight and just kick it," he suggested.
"Aight, that's cool."
I didn't wanna kill his vibe, but the random ghosting me and then popping back up like nothing happened was not it for me. I was a nigga that knew my worth, so Nyoka wasn't about to have her way around this muthafucka just because she was pretty with a fat ass.
On top of knowing my worth, I was stingy as fuck with my time, so I had my phone tossed on Do Not Disturb. If she ain't ever have a nigga be stiff on her before, then she was going to learn today. Dom was geeked to get outside, and my ass was ready for a nap. I didn't know what was up with me, but it's like once I turned thirty, a nigga needed a bit of sleep before I went out to do anything. I loved to sleep so much that I wish I could be sleep.
"Where are you going, bruh?" Dom asked when I started to make my way out of his room.
"To take a nap."
"You old as shit, man. Well, get some rest. I will wake you when it's time to hit the road."
I walked into my room and then got straight into the bed. Nyoka had sent me a paragraph saying that she was sorry. The apology was heard, but it was not accepted. We were grown as fuck, and the ghosting without explanation was out. I locked my phone and then dozed the fuck off…
"Adonis, wake the fuck up!"
There was an urgency in Dom's voice that woke me up immediately. In one swift moment, my hand went under my pillow and grabbed hold of my gun.
