Uninvited Guest

Chapter Seven 🧡

-At Symere & Stevie's House-

Symere: *in the kitchen preparing dinner*

Stevie: *walks into the house*

Symere: *puts dinner on a plate and sits it on the table then smiles when he notices stevie walk in* hey baby

Stevie: hi. *takes off jacket and sits purse and keys on the counter*

Symere: you got here just in time.. dinner is all done *sitting the other plate on the table then grabs stevie's hand and leads her to the table*

Stevie: *follows him to the table*

Symere: *pulls out her chair*

Stevie: *sits down*

Symere: dinner is served *smiles and kisses stevie's cheek and leans down to her tummy* eat up little one

Stevie: *adjusts in her seat and picks up fork to start eating*

Symere: *sits in his chair, picks up his fork and looks up at stevie* what's wrong ... why are you so quite?

Stevie: *shakes her head and begin to
pick at her food with her fork* nothing...

Symere: oh.. well let me tell you about your boy mikey.

Stevie: *doesnt say anything just sits there picking with her food with her elbow on the table supporting her head*

Symere: so apparently  he was suppose to go with luna to shop for their baby shower today. he lied and told luna that i wouldn't let him leave the shop because i "needed" him.. *laughs* baby when have i ever desperately needed mikey? reese maybe but mikey? *laughs again* i mean c'mon he doesn't d—-

Stevie: *smiles and sits fork on the plate* you'll
never guess who hair i styled today?

Symere: umm.. i was definitely trying to tell you about my day.

Stevie: no no this is waaay interesting! *smiles* guess

Symere: *confused* uhh... who?

Stevie: one of your close friends...

Symere: *chuckles a little and starts eating* babe you know i don't have any friends

Stevie: oh babe apparently you and her are realll close friends! i mean y'all have to be close considering you told her about our conceiving problems. *stops smiling*

Symere: *stops eating and drinks some water* baby i—-

Stevie: no sy don't even try to run me no lame ass excuse... what else have you shared with her? and then you told her that i wasnt following the doctor's instructions.. like really? this is what we do? we go to a bar, meet a random stranger, and tell them all our business. i mean she knows when we met, how we met. hell she knows shit that i don't even know. what you like to eat and drink when you "down in the dumps" what the hell symere

Symere: babe.. it's not like that. she's just a friend. she's someone i confine in when i'm frustrated or
just need to talk.

Stevie: that's what i'm here for?! i'm that friend! i
suppose to pick you up when you're down! your problems are my problems!?

Symere: everytime i try to talk to you somehow you turn every situation around and make me seem like the bad guy

Stevie: NO NOT EVERY SITUATION SYMERE!!! you are always looking for someone to blame! some of the shit you do and say just isn't FAIR AT ALL!

Symere: SEE!! SEE WHAT I MEAN?! every single
time something goes wrong you blame me! it's always my fault but let's talk about what you do!?

Stevie: i didn't do anything! I—-

Symere: you never do anything wrong huh!? you're just perfect aren't you!? whenever i try to talk to you and express my feelings some way or another you point out my flaws! after talking to you i don't feel any better i feel worse! amora actually hears me out! she doesn't necessarily tell me that i'm right or tell me what i want to hear she tells me what i need to hear! she actually makes me feel like a human being who have feelings too!

Stevie: ... wow... *gets up and starts to walk away from the table* wow...

Symere: *sighs* stevie....

Stevie: you just admitted to me that another woman makes you feel better than i do....

Symere: *sighs again* not like that she ju—

Stevie: whatever symere... i'm going to bed early tonight... *walks upstairs*

-Later that night-

Symere: *lays on the couch sending a text message*

(Text Message)

Symere
           so you basically told stevie everything that we have ever talked about? that was not cool

Amora
           why she so uptight? lol i was just making conversation

Symere
            i shared those things to you because i trusted you. not for you to run and throw it up in her face. thanks to you we had a huge argument!

Amora
          well ...

Amora
          i'm sorry..

Amora
          i was just trying to be her friend babe

Symere
            we should just stop all communication. it was a mistake confining in you anyways. it was definitely a mistake having sex with you. you've been acting weird every since. don't text or call me anymore. i will no longer come by the bar i will go somewhere else. and do not make anymore unannounced visits to my shop.

-Back At Amora's House-

Amora: *sitting on her bed reading the text symere sent her. she gets emotional reading the text and throws her phone across the room then goes to her bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror... she then starts slapping herself real aggressively... then she screams and picks up her soap dish and shatters her bathroom mirror. she pauses for a minute, look at herself in the mirror and starts laughing. she then takes one last look into the mirror while laughing, turns the bathroom light out then goes to bed*