Forever and a Day (18 page)

“I hear what you’re saying now I need you to listen to what I’m saying. We’ve been together for two months and this has been nothing but me telling you what to do or how our relationship is going to be. Your too demanding, you want stuff that I’m not ready to give. I don’t think you’re looking for a girlfriend. You are looking for a potential wife or mother like figure and I’m not that for you,” Brielle stressed.

“So what are you saying? Did you find somebody else? Is that why you are breaking up with me?” Kris questioned.

“First of all, I’m not the type to be dating two dudes at once. Second of all, since you obviously not trying to hear the shit I’m saying let me explain further, our relationship is not working out.”

Before Brielle could finish, her door bell rung yet again. She excused herself and then went on to answer the door. She opened the door to find Kiyan standing there texting on his phone.

“Hey Kiy, now is not a good time,” Brielle started as Kiyan walked in.
“I know you got my message, so you know I’m not really trying to here that right now,” Kiyan said.

“Kiy, I’m here talking to Kris. I can’t have a conversation with you,”

“I don’t care who you’re having a conversation right now Brielle, me and you will be having a conversation tonight. So you can have your little discussion with ole boy, but trust and believe I’m not going anywhere until we’ve talked. I’m going to the bathroom, but I’ll be back in a second,” Kiyan said walking towards the guest bathroom.

“Okay,” Brielle said walking back into the living room with Kris.

“Sorry about that. Where were we?” Brielle asked.

“So that’s it huh? You’re fucking that thug so you don’t have time for a relationship with me?” Kris accused.

“Excuse me? What did you say?” Brielle said turning her face up to Kris.

“I didn’t stutter, I was loud and clear,” Kris stressed.

“Oh hell no, you need to go. Get up, get your shit and walk out the door.”

“I’m not going anywhere you’re going to explain yourself to me. I spent two months with your ass, you’re not leaving that easily,” Kris said getting up grabbing her wrist.

“Imma give your ass two seconds to let go of her wrist before I promise your ass that your mother will be planning your fucking funeral,” Kiyan said coming in the living room.

“This is not your fight man, just get out,” Kris said.

“It’s not my fight, but last time I checked you got your hands on my girl like she another nigga. Am I wrong or not?” Kiy asked.

“Your girl? So I was right, she cheated on me to be with a low down gangsta,” Kris screamed getting bold.

“Calm your little ass down, before this gangsta lay you out,” Kiyan said.

“My man I don’t know what you thinking but you ain't laying shit down over here,” Kris said never taking his eye of Kiyan. Kris knew he couldn’t win a fight between himself and Kiyan but he be damned if he be made to look like a punk in front of Brielle.

Kiy closed the space between him and Kris, “I don’t know who you tryna impress with this gangsta shit you putting out, but real recognize real and you way outta ya league, so why don’t you just walk out and I might pretend this shit never happened.” Kiy had a look in his eyes that sent chills down Brielle’s spine, she knew if she didn’t want her house to be torn to shreds she needed to speak up now.

“Look Kris, you’ve disrespected me, my house, and my guest enough for one night so just leave before this gets any worse,” Brielle said easing in between the two men trying to diffuse the situation.

Kris looked at her in amazement, for two months he did everything he thought was right to prove he was the man for her and here she was defending this thug nigga like he didn’t even exist. “You know what, you and your thug can have this shit, I don’t know why I wasted my time with your stuck up ass anyway,” he looked at Kiyan again, “you better believe I’ll be seeing you again.”

“Nigga you couldn’t see me if I gave you my exact location, you heard her nigga now bounce or the next sound you hear will be your jaw cracking,” Kiyan gritted.

A defeated Kris proceeded towards the door but not before turning to look at Brielle one more time, “This isn’t over Brielle you….” Brielle slammed the door before he could finish his sentence. She turned to look at Kiyan who still looked like he was ready to attack, at this point she was so frustrated she didn’t even remember why he came over there. She definitely didn’t know what state of mind Kiyan was in so she was careful with her next set of words.

“Kiy, are you okay?”

“I’m good, I don’t take it easy being threatened. So tell your little friend to watch it,” Kiyan said.

“Kiy I broke up with him. I pissed him off, so I doubt I ever see him again. I broke his heart if you let him tell it,” Brielle explained.

“Broken heart my ass, next time he decides to threaten me I’m going to break his face, and that’s a promise and not a threat,” Kiyan said seriously.

“Okay. Let’s not focus on that. That totally got out of control. Didn’t you want to talk,” Brielle reminded him of the reason he was determined to come over tonight.

“Aye Bri we need to talk. Not friend to friend, but man to women,” Kiyan started.

Brielle didn’t like the sound of this. Kiyan was passionate about whatever he was about to say, and she just knew it was going to be about them being in a relationship. She just got out of a relationship literally seconds ago, but she knew he wouldn’t want to hear any of the things she was prepared to say.

“What exactly do you want to talk about?”

“I want to talk about why after all this time we’re still not together.”

“Kiyan, I thought we agreed to be friends. Nothing more.”

“No Brielle, you made that decision, I just went along with it. I didn’t want to be friends. I always wanted something more. I just said okay so you could see I was the man you needed in your life,” Kiyan yelled.

“What happened to you and Samara?”

“I broke up with her, next excuse?” Kiyan yelled.

“Kiy you don’t have to yell,” was Brielle’s only response.

“Brielle stop playing games. You know you want us to be together, you’re just doing the most right now.”

“Kiyan I don’t know what I want. Every time I try to get in a relationship it ends badly. I’m not relationship material,” Brielle yelled while she started to cry.

“Aye ma, don’t cry. Come here,” Kiyan said hugging Brielle.

              Brielle began to walk towards Kiyan. She was beginning to feel like she was losing herself in her relationships. She was successful as hell, but when it came to relationships, she was a straight failure. She held on to Kiyan, she wanted to try to make things work between them but she wasn’t interested in getting hurt anymore. So before she told Kiyan anything she had to think long and hard about her last move. If he wanted an answer, then he would be disappointed because she wasn’t giving him one.

“Kiy, I need time to think,” Brielle looked up to him.

“So what does that mean?”

“That means I will get back to you at a later date with a response. That’s the best I can do for you,” Brielle said.

“I’ll take that. Do you want me to stay here with you?”

“No. I’ll be fine. I’ll just call Danni or Chloe if I feel lonely.”

“Okay, I’ll call you later then. I’m going to head out, Kiyan said, Lock the door behind me, and put the alarm on,” Kiyan said walking towards the door.

             
He was disappointed that Brielle didn’t give him an answer. He expected her to drop her nigga and jump straight into a relationship with him, he guess it wasn’t that easy. He was use to getting his way, but Brielle proved to be different yet again. Kiyan would just wait for an answer. He thought to himself, “ I guess no answer was better than the worse answer.”

Chapter 24

“Wait, so you’re going to stand there and take up for him like he some innocence ass bystander?” -Kiyan

Brielle woke up the next morning with a headache out this word. She didn’t know what she wanted to do with Kiyan and she still couldn’t believe Kris acted out the way he did. She had to speak to Kris, but she was unsure if it would lead to trouble or not. She wanted to call her girls and tell them about what happened last night, but she didn’t want to talk about it right now. She decided she would reach out to Kris so that she could see if he was serious about the things he said yesterday.

Me: Are you busy?

Kris: Your gangster boyfriend doesn’t want to be bothered with you so now you want us to work out?

Me: You know what forget I even reached out to your ignorant ass.

Kris: Wait. How are you?

Me: I’m perfectly fine. Bye.

Kris: You know you broke my heart?

Me: How? I never told you I was in love with you. You never spent the night at my house. How could you have that much feelings towards me and we were never serious.

Kris: I just know I love you. I knew it from the day I seen you at the gym.

Me: Kris you’re not in love with me.

Kris: Can I come over to explain?

Me: To explain, yes. After that, you have to leave and I mean it.

Kris: I’ll take that.

Brielle felt better that she would at least get to speak to Kris on why she made the decision she made. She went to get in the shower before Kris stopped by her house. As she walked towards the bathroom she felt uneasy about something, but she didn’t know what it was so she decided that she would let it go. Before she stepped in the shower, her cell phone beeped indicting a text. She looked at her phone and saw that Danielle texted her.

Danni: I left my favorite pair of heels at your house that night we met the guys. I know I’m like mad months behind, but so what. :p I’m sending Cam is come to get it.

Me: Lol. You know me so well. But, okay, I’m here,

Danni: Cool, I don’t know when he is coming, but be on the look out for him.

Me:
Kk. He has my number and tell him I’m going to leave the side door unlocked for him.

Danni: Okay. Love ya! We have to catch
up :]

Me: Love ya more & yes we do! ASAP.

She then proceeded to get in the shower and wash. Brielle grabbed the shampoo and decided since she was in the shower she was just going to wash her hair. 10 minutes later Brielle was getting out the shower, and drying off. She grabbed the Jergen’s Shea Butter lotion to lotion her body. She went to her closet and grabbed her light skinny jeans, her purple Ugg boots, and her purple and white basketball shirt. After she had her conversation with Kris, she was going to get a car wash and get pampered for the rest of the day.

After getting dressed, she heard the doorbell ringing. When she looked out her door, she saw the FedEx man leaving a package on her porch. Brielle rushed downstairs because she knew that her new meridian blue Christian Louboutin Daffodil
Strass heels had finally came. As she got to the front door, Kris was walking up the stairs.

“Hey,” Kris spoke up.

“Oh Hey Kris, come on it,” Brielle said. “You can make yourself comfortable while I take these upstairs.” Brielle ran upstairs to put her shoes in her room. As she was coming down, she decided how she would start this conversation with Kris.

“So Kris, what got you some mad last night?” Brielle started.

“Well the fact that you tried to dump me and your little gangster friend was all in our business,” Kris said.

“Well first off, I did break up with you last night. Second, that was not your first time seeing Kiyan. So the fact that you decided that you would snap last night is not okay.”

“What am I apologizing for Brielle? Ever since we’ve been going out you’ve acted like you were in a relationship with Kiyan and not me. You went to basketball games with him; you went and let him meet your mom. Your friends are extra cool with him and barely even know me.”

“I hang out with Kiy like I would with any other friend. He met my mother because we ran into her while we were all out. My friends are extra cool with him because they date his friends. That’s beyond me. You try to act like your so much better than them, and they don’t like that shit.” Brielle started getting agitated.

“That is not true. We can make this work Brielle don’t give up.”

“I’m through pretending. I can’t do it anymore,” Brielle said.

“Pretending? How are we pretending?”

“Why would we keep pretending when there's nothing there? You know it, I know it and anybody who sees us knows that,” Brielle sighed.

              Kris stood up and grabbed Brielle’s arm. Looked her in the eyes and slowly said, “I hate wasting my time, and I feel like you have wasted my time these last two months.”

“Kris get your hands off me,” Brielle screamed.

“Or what?” Kris asked getting bold.

“Or I’m going to give you the ass whopping I should of gave you last night,” Kiyan said walking into the room.

“Kiy what are you doing here,” Brielle asked.

“I left my phone in the bathroom last night, so I came to get my phone. I couldn’t call you because my shit was here. I knocked on the door, but no answer and you left the door unlocked. But I’m glad I had to come over here,” Kiyan said looking at Kris. “Take your hands off her.”