MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND

A Weekend at Leel's Part 2

Later On That Night

Ciauna POV

I stepped out of the shower closing my eyes feeling the water trickle off of my body onto the carpet.

I stiffened as I felt a cold breeze elapse pass me instantly sending chills throughout my spine. I grabbed a towel off of the rack, gently drying my body.

I walked over to the mirror gazing at my figure. I really adored my shape. I traced my waist slowly traveling down to my hips.

I picked up the Jadore moisturizer, soaking it on my skin. I swear this is the best oil. It lasts forever.

I grabbed my Zara nightgown off of the bottom of the rack quickly slipping it on.

I sprayed my vanilla deodorant under my arms walking out of the bathroom into my room.

I grabbed my Dossier perfume, Amber Vanilla, off of the dresser spraying it 5 times onto my body.

I don't want to go too crazy because honestly this is one of my favorite perfumes.

"I sigh," looking at my hair.

My hair looks a fucking mess. I wasn't suppose to get my hair wet but look at this shit. I put my head down grabbing a rubber band putting my hair up in a bun.

*When you walked down, knew you was a goner
And, when the song goes off, you're a loner
Yeah, and I'm heart broke, I'm on my own now
Least I ain't out here sellin' souls, fuckin' fans
Havin' one foot out, one in
Said you wanted love, but it don't make sense, baby
Every thug need a girl with a clip, baby
Truth is, you know I know you're missin' me, baby* Mariah the Scientist played on the speaker*

I been keeping myself busy all day trying to get what occurred a few hours ago off of my mind. But I just can't seem to shake it away.

I really don't want to have nothing to do with him but it's like when I see him, I just don't know how to conduct myself. It's like the brick wall that I worked so hard to construct over these years gets demolished.

And honestly this scares me. It's crazy how one human being can make another one feel this way.

And sometimes I don't know how to process it.

Like right now, I can't control what's been happening to me these last few years. But I can contain my emotions.

And I think It's safe to say that I lose all control over them when it comes to Kingston.

I'm so afraid to leave this room because I really don't want to run into him again.

I don't know what I'll do or how I'll react in his presence. So it's best for me to just stay away and avoid him at all costs.

I'm not going to sit up and lie to myself like I don't still have feelings for him because sadly I do.

And in reality I do want to make things right but I would never disrespect myself like that.

2 years

It's been two long years. I just can't find it in myself to forgive him for that. He lost all communication with me, but was calling Leel every single day.

I mean he took my virginity for God's sake. He was literally my first everything. He don't know how I felt when he just up and disappeared like that.

I thought something had happened to him and to find out that he was well and very much alive and he didn't bother to call me or keep in contact. It hurt my fucking soul.

I criticized myself for months. Questioned myself everyday. I fought hard to get out of that dark place that I was in and I refuse to fall back into it.

At first I did in fact want closure. But now I don't see the point in us discussing what we had.

He did what he did. I felt how I felt. And it is what it is.

After stalling for a while I finally got the courage to leave my room.

I exited my room gently closing the door. I cringed as it made a loud shrieking noise.

I tiptoed down the hall trying not to make any noise.

I wandered the halls until I heard a loud moan. I continued to walk thinking that I was tripping until I heard it again.

I stopped in my tracks turning around perking my ears up trying to see where it was coming from.

I stared at the door on my left seeing that it was cracked. I slowly walked up to the door wasting no time to take a peek inside.

My hand flew to my mouth silencing my croak. I stared at the scene in front of me trying to fathom what I was seeing.

I didn't know how to react. I placed my hand over my chest trying to grasp control of my breathing. I quickly stepped away from the door closing my eyes.

"This is a dream. This can't be happening to me right now. This has to be a dream," I whispered chanting to myself trying to cover up the truth with my delusion.

I slowly peeped my head back in the door and it confirmed that I definitely wasn't hallucinating. I stepped back from the door yet again trying to process what I just witnessed.