Believe Me

Zaria

I sit in the living room staring at a blink screen. It felt lonely at the apartment without Xavier. He should have gotten there by now but he still hasn't called me. I pick up my phone from the coffee table and dial his number. It sends me to voicemail. I hang up not bothering to leave a message. I get ready for work. I work in the office which gets boring.

"Hey Zaria," Lauren says as I enter. "Hi," I say going to my desk. I try Xavier's number again but no answer. It was starting to get me worried. I put my phone into the desk. "Hi Zaria," Jason another one of my co-workers says. "Hey," I say turning on my computer. "Wilden wanted you to work late today along with Hershey, Marcus, Logan, Mariah," Lauren says sitting at her desk. "Again?" I question. She nods "isn't it fun working late?" She question. "No, it's boring and pointless," I tell her.

On my lunch break I call Xavier three times but still no answer. I sigh and make a mental prayer that he's ok. Working late didn't help either I sat there in the office with a few others. All I could think about Xavier. I finally I get home and it was dark. I throw my eyes on the table and pray Isha. I sit on the bed and try to call him again.

It's been a week since he was gone and no replies. I sit there and go in snapchat, having an hour before work. I see that Xavier posted something. I click it see him roaming Europe with his soccer mates. I put my phone down without watching his entire story. I go into the office. "Long week," Lauren says.

My phone rings. "No cell phones!" Wilden, the manager yells. "My bad," I say turning my phone on silence without checking who called. "It is your bad," he says. I laugh. "Walden is goofy," Lauren says. At my lunch break I pull out my phone. I check who called. It was Xavier. I call him back. He finally answers his phone.

"Salaam," he says answering. "Salaam," I mumble. "Did you miss me?" he questions. "What do think?" I ask kind of annoyed. "I'm sorry I've been really busy," he says. "I figured... since you basically ignored all my calls and you didn't bother to call back for a week," I say. "I'm sorry," he apologizes. "I'm at work... so I have to go," I tell him. "This is my only free time," he complains. I take a deep breath and try not be mad. "My schedule doesn't revolve around yours," I tell him pissed off. "I was busy," he says. I roll my eyes "you're full of bs," I say. "What are you talking about?" He asks. "You were talking about, you'll miss me but you can't even make time to call me or better yet answer my calls. I was worried sick about you... but you know you were busy right," I say. "I have to go," I say with a sigh. "Whatever," he hangs up.

I stare into space feeling my eyes getting watery. "Zaria," I hear behind me, I quickly wipe away my tears and turn around with a smile. "You ok?" Jason asks me. "I'm fine," I tell him clearing my throat. "Wilden said we can leave early since it's basically died today," he says. "Ok, thanks," I sigh. He nods with a smile walking away. I get my stuff ready and head back home. I sit down on the sofa in the darkness. My phone beeps indicating a text. It was from Noora. A picture of Xavier and Arisha. Saw it on instagram she posted it today... Read the caption. She sends another picture with the caption. We'll get back together again. We were made for each other. I stare at and tears flow from my eyes. Is he cheating on me? I wipe away my tears and head into the bedroom and pack my stuff.

I head to my car, I was not ready to see him when he comes. It was spring break so I'll just stay at my parents. I wipe away my tears as I drive. I was going through a mixed of emotion anger, hurt, betrayal, and many others. Mainly felt hurt. I put on a smile as I get to my parents, not wanting them to worry about anything. "What a surprise," my dad says. "It's spring break so I wanted to spend time with my family," I tell them. "Is Xavier coming?" My mom questions. "No, he couldn't make it," I say putting on a fake smile. I hated keeping secrets from my family. I regret coming here but where else was I suppose to go?