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"what the heck?" onika answered the phone with a look of confusion. i knew it was because of the doggy behind me but i didn't even feel like asking. "where you at?"
"i'm at my mamas house."
"oh. what's wrong? why you looking like that?"
"i woke up on the wrong side of the bed. and i miss you but you don't wanna come see me." i rolled my eyes before letting out a sigh. when i say she's been busy....i mean it.
plus she was still mad at me so she didn't make an effort to try and see me this whole week. no matter how much she said she wasn't upset, i knew there was a part of her that still was.
i didn't mind. she had every right.
"i've been working baby. you know what to do if you wanna see me."
"and you know what to do if you wanna see me, but i guess that mean you don't want to."
"bae....you on your..." she paused while looking at me as she drove. the phone was at a downward angle, so she eventually had to start glancing at the road. i hated that she knew me so well.
"why you assuming that?"
"i'm not! i'm sorry, i just thought-"
"i am...you know i am."
"oh. well that makes more sense." she said lowly. i really just wanted to be on the phone with her because i knew she was moving around. before i called i checked her location.
i really do that more than her. the only time she'll check my location is if she's looking for me and i haven't told her. but me, i'm checking it every time i think about it.
"i can make time to come bring you some stuff if you would like me to. you know im never too busy for you."
"i would love that."
"ok. i'm about to drop them off at the shop and go to the store, then i'll be on the way. cool?"
"who is them? who are you dropping off?" i scrunched my face. that means there's someone in the car with her. then she said them, so there's multiple.
"i don't think you've met them, but brent and ashley, they're new workers."
brent? that's a dudes name...
"dudes?"
"one is a guy, yes." she chuckled, glancing over to the side most likely looking at the person. i didn't like that...her having them in the car, i mean. "you've seen them i'm sure. they just needed a quick ride."
"oh. well i'm staying on the phone with you until you get here."
"that's fine with me baby." she sat the phone in her lap and i really watched her drive the whole time. when she dropped those people off at the shop, she put the phone in the holder in front of her so i could see her clearly.
