want me to beat your ass tonight?" Lo said.
"Why Lo, so what if he cheated just one time? Ciara and Boan cheat on each other all the time."
"I’m neither Ciara nor Boan, and what do you know? You have never even been in love," I commented.
"Why would I want to be in love? Look at y’all. You guys are the poster children of love gone bad." I just took a sip of my drink. "You and Culprit aren’t over."
"Yes we are."
"Culprit looks at you like you're going to sprout wings at any fucking moment. If I had a man look at me like that, then maybe I wouldn’t be drifting from guy to guy."
"Maybe if you felt what I felt, then you wouldn’t be saying this shit. Until you’ve been in love or feel what I’ve felt, then talk to me Toshi. Until then, I don’t give a flying fuck about your feelings, Ciara’s feelings, and definitely not Culprit’s feeling about our breakup," I said.
"Ok." I felt bad. Tosh sipped her wine and had this sad, puppy-dog look on her face. It was not gonna work. She started it.
"Ok, I’m sorry for snapping on you. It’s just . . ." I couldn’t finish my sentence. I felt my heart beating fast and tears welling up in my eyes. I had to take a deep breath. I didn’t want to think about the pain. I didn’t want to feel how my heart was shattered into a million pieces, yet every piece still loved him. I felt everything. I still felt him, as though he had never left.
"I know he hurt you. We all know that. You're always so strong for us, so let us be strong for you, Lo," Tosh said.
"The only strong thing I need is something other than this nasty-ass wine."
"Sorry, but this is all I got,” Tosh laughed.
"Well, I’ll talk to you in the morning. I’m going to bed." I walked into the spare bedroom, closed and locked the door, then buried my head in the pillow. I didn’t want Tosh to hear my sobs. I wasn’t crying, my heart was, and it bled all over the pillow. It bled because it was still in my chest. It longed for Culprit, and I know he longed for me. Where did we go wrong?
Ciara
Waking up stretching, I haven't felt this refresh in a long time and I couldn't help think about Boan. Reaching out for him, anticipating his touch my hands came up empty, and when I opened up my eyes and looked around the room I noticed the difference. His clothes were gone even though they were scattered about hours ago. Jumping out of my bed, I threw on my robe to search the house for him but no one would've known he was ever here because every trace of him was gone. I was almost convinced that his black ass never stepped foot in here but the throbbing between my legs told me different.
Pissed I grabbed my cell phone and got even more upset when I remember I didn't have his number so I called Culprit. Instead of answering the phone, he let it ring a few times. and then sent me to voicemail. Fucking assholes. I can’t believe him ! Ain’t this ‘bout a bitch . Somebody knocked on my door, and I smiled. I knew it was Boan. I knew he would come back. He loved me. I opened up my door and my smiled deflated.
"Were you expecting somebody else?" Tez said, while pushing his way into my house.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Damn, can’t I come visit an old friend? What you got on under that robe?" Tez asked, reaching for my robe.
I slapped his hand. "I don’t fuck with you like that anymore, so what do you want?"
"Years of friendship, and you just gone let that go to waste?"
"The only thing we had in common was egotism and
"Why Lo, so what if he cheated just one time? Ciara and Boan cheat on each other all the time."
"I’m neither Ciara nor Boan, and what do you know? You have never even been in love," I commented.
"Why would I want to be in love? Look at y’all. You guys are the poster children of love gone bad." I just took a sip of my drink. "You and Culprit aren’t over."
"Yes we are."
"Culprit looks at you like you're going to sprout wings at any fucking moment. If I had a man look at me like that, then maybe I wouldn’t be drifting from guy to guy."
"Maybe if you felt what I felt, then you wouldn’t be saying this shit. Until you’ve been in love or feel what I’ve felt, then talk to me Toshi. Until then, I don’t give a flying fuck about your feelings, Ciara’s feelings, and definitely not Culprit’s feeling about our breakup," I said.
"Ok." I felt bad. Tosh sipped her wine and had this sad, puppy-dog look on her face. It was not gonna work. She started it.
"Ok, I’m sorry for snapping on you. It’s just . . ." I couldn’t finish my sentence. I felt my heart beating fast and tears welling up in my eyes. I had to take a deep breath. I didn’t want to think about the pain. I didn’t want to feel how my heart was shattered into a million pieces, yet every piece still loved him. I felt everything. I still felt him, as though he had never left.
"I know he hurt you. We all know that. You're always so strong for us, so let us be strong for you, Lo," Tosh said.
"The only strong thing I need is something other than this nasty-ass wine."
"Sorry, but this is all I got,” Tosh laughed.
"Well, I’ll talk to you in the morning. I’m going to bed." I walked into the spare bedroom, closed and locked the door, then buried my head in the pillow. I didn’t want Tosh to hear my sobs. I wasn’t crying, my heart was, and it bled all over the pillow. It bled because it was still in my chest. It longed for Culprit, and I know he longed for me. Where did we go wrong?
Ciara
Waking up stretching, I haven't felt this refresh in a long time and I couldn't help think about Boan. Reaching out for him, anticipating his touch my hands came up empty, and when I opened up my eyes and looked around the room I noticed the difference. His clothes were gone even though they were scattered about hours ago. Jumping out of my bed, I threw on my robe to search the house for him but no one would've known he was ever here because every trace of him was gone. I was almost convinced that his black ass never stepped foot in here but the throbbing between my legs told me different.
Pissed I grabbed my cell phone and got even more upset when I remember I didn't have his number so I called Culprit. Instead of answering the phone, he let it ring a few times. and then sent me to voicemail. Fucking assholes. I can’t believe him ! Ain’t this ‘bout a bitch . Somebody knocked on my door, and I smiled. I knew it was Boan. I knew he would come back. He loved me. I opened up my door and my smiled deflated.
"Were you expecting somebody else?" Tez said, while pushing his way into my house.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Damn, can’t I come visit an old friend? What you got on under that robe?" Tez asked, reaching for my robe.
I slapped his hand. "I don’t fuck with you like that anymore, so what do you want?"
"Years of friendship, and you just gone let that go to waste?"
"The only thing we had in common was egotism and
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