Rhiannon's POV
We got to BR around 8:30.
"So where are you crashing tonight?" I asked him.
"Prolly at one of my boys spot up here. Imma be straight, Ma you ain't gotta worry." he grinned at me.
I smiled back at him. "Its my job as a girlfriend to stalk, babe, trust me." We both laughed. He pulled up to my house. I think this is his first time actually seeing my house. Its just not a good time to invite him in and meet Dad, Mom might have called.
I kissed him goodnight, got out of the truck, and he drove off. I turned to walk in the house but stopped at the sight of the extra car in the driveway. Black bad ass muscle car.
I walked in the house slowly. & there was Dad and Dre in the living room playing video games-2k to be exact. They both stood up at the sight of me.
"Rhi, what are you doing back so early, something went wrong?" Dad said concerningly. I heard him but I was examining the situation, Dre never met my eyes either.
"I came back for the funeral, Dad. Plus mom was driving me nuts." I said remembering all of our arguing the entire time I was in New Orleans. I continued to look at Dre. Dad noticed, he came to hug me, "Well glad your home, but I think I'll be calling it a night. Have to be in court tommorow, very important case. Dre just let yourself out, son" &he went upstairs.
Son? Wtf, I folded my arms, "Yeah let yourself out Dre."
"Rhi don't be like that-"
"Be like what Dre?!"
"Can I just talk to you for minute? Please?"
I closed my eyes and sighed, "Talk"
"Look, Rhi, I know I messed up with us, & i did some damage thats unfixable. But i want you to know that Brandy meant nothing to me, means nothing to me-" he tried to get close to me but I backed away.
"Wait what do you mean 'means nothing to you'? Dre for christ's sake, she's carrying your child." I shook my head. "Dre whats wrong with you? Its like I don't even know who you are anymore..."
"Rhi its you. Thats whats wrong with me. I need you. You're the one thing thats missing from my life." he said staring in my face without blinking. He was honest to death. No. No. I wont. I cannot take him back. I shook my head as I thought about our past. My eyes watered and I got mad all over again. I just covered my face. I felt him come towards me and my hand reacted on its own-out of pure anger- *SMACK*. My hand flew across his face in a split second. Didn't even realize I hit him hard until I felt my hand sting.
"I-" I started.
"No, I deserved it" his head was still turned in the direction I slapped him.
Damn right. "I loved you..." was all I could get out with out bawling. He turned his head towards me finally. He got close enough to me to hold my face up to him and said, "I know. I did too. Rhi, I still do"
When I heard those words I slapped his hand off of my face and turned away to go upstairs. He grabbed my arm. I paused for long moment. After a while, I finally looked up at him and said, "Let go, Dre" I gave him a death stare and he let me go. I hurried and ran upstairs to my room and shut the door. I looked out the window and watched him drive off. I sighed and looked in my mirror. My eyes and nose was red. My face was wet. My hair was everywhere. I looked a mess. I felt worse. I looked down and stared at the ring that sat on my dresser. I picked it up and held it between my fingers. I thought about all of the things it use to mean to me. All of the things it didn't live up to. Promises were broken. Hearts were broken.
