Unforgettable

You'll never forget this, ya understand me? - The Sequel to The Last King

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Hey y’all, I started a new fictional story. It’s being posted on Wattpad. Feel free to check it out.

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The Last King (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/6kxtluQVOX Brielle, a New York native, moves to Los Angeles to pursue her professional dance career. In the process, she meets a special man that makes life worth while. That is until her deranged ex-boyfriend returns in the picture to shake things up. Love, death, and history causes Brielle to reach her breaking point. Will everything come crashing down with her?

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Posting Unforgettable on Wattpad, will also be finishing the series. Just be on the lookout for updates: https://www.wattpad.com/user/themelanatedanon

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The Last King (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/6kxtluQVOX Brielle, a New York native, moves to Los Angeles to pursue her professional dance career. In the process, she meets a special man that makes life worth while. That is until her deranged ex-boyfriend returns in the picture to shake things up. Love, death, and history causes Brielle to reach her breaking point. Will everything come crashing down with her?

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Posting Unforgettable on Wattpad, will also be finishing the series. Just be on the lookout for updates: https://www.wattpad.com/user/themelanatedanon

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Chapter 34: “Disappointment.”

“Say bye to momma baby!” Chris cooed, holding our mini-me’s hand. I wasn’t ready to leave them, so  I was pro

She smiled widely and waved her hands widely into the air. Her eyes were a warm honey brown. Her laugh was crisp, sweet sound to my ears. I felt a warm feeling in my heart, something deeper than my love for Chris.

I loved her. She was my daughter and I loved her.

She could speak a few words. Mostly ‘no’ and ‘bye-bye’. She was beautiful and she resembled Chris and I equally. I fell in love with each squeal and murmur as she aimlessly looked around the mall.

Chris smiled at me as she struggled to get out of his arms and into mine, leaning forward towards me. I grabbed her and smothered her cheek with my kisses. “Mommy loves you, okay?”

She didn’t know what I was saying, if she was even listening. She was too busy playing with my necklace Mama J had bought me for Christmas. I held her close, as if she were to disappear at any moment. I’ve waited for months, years even, to have such a precious gem in my arms. Someone to call me mom, someone that yearned to lay in my arms. And I finally had that, my daughter, my sweet angel. I couldn’t thank God enough for the gift that he’s blessed Chris and I with.

“I don’t want to leave you guys.” I whined as I kissed my daughter’s forehead again. “And you smell so good, did daddy give you a bath?” I asked her in a baby voice. She finally smiled then, letting me know that she was paying attention.

“Yeah I gave her one earlier, she’s never good with me when I give her baths.” Chris laughed.

I checked my watch and saw that my lunch break was over. I kissed my baby girl on cheek once more before I passed her back to Chris. “I have to go babe.” I sighed.

“What time will you be home?” He asked.

“Ten?” I said unsurely.

“Ok.”

I kissed Chris goodbye and got on the escalator. As I going down to the first floor I saw Chris and our daughter waving.

“Bye-bye?” She yelled. My heart melted.

I blew a kiss to my family and smiled.

“Mommy loves you too Grace.” I said. Though I know they couldn’t hear me, it was a great feeling to say that.

  “Brielle, you ready to go?” Alondria asked quietly.

She had woken me up from the nap that I had fallen into. I looked around the examination room quietly. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I felt alone, I felt like a fuck-up although it wasn’t my fault entirely. I just wanted to lay down and drown myself in my own misery. And for some strange reason, after the abortion, all I wanted was the comfort of Chris. All of the anger I had towards him went right out of the door. I needed him, not the girls. Deja and Alondria couldn’t comfort me the way Chris could. And though I was yearning for his comfort there would be a long process in order for us to get back together or even be in each other’s presence. I missed him without a doubt and it took the loss of my unborn child to make me realize that I needed him.

“Bri? You okay?” Alondria stopped in the doorway and stared at me closely.

Tugging on my bottom lip with my teeth, I nodded and grabbed my bag from off of the floor. As if right on time, my cellphone rang. I prayed that it would be Chris. He used to call me everyday for hours, although I never answered, a piece of me enjoyed his effort. To see that it wasn’t who I was hoping it to be, I ignored it.

“Do you want to go home or…?”

“Home.” Alondria nodded as we walked to the car in silence.

The walk to the car was slow and quiet minus the noise of the cars whizzing by. As I slid in the passenger seat I glanced through the rearview mirror only to find myself staring at the family strolling from out of the main entrance. The woman, who I assumed to be the mother was being pushed in a wheel chair by a nurse while two little boys hung over the baby carseat as the father carried it. I felt a pang in my chest as I continued to see the joyous looks on all of their faces, including the nurse.

“Hey.” I quickly looked from the mirror and at Alondria as she rested her hand on my shoulder. “Brielle I’m really sorry, we’ll get through this. It’ll get better.” I assured her with a small smile before I shifted towards the window. She pulled off and before I knew it I was home.

           I woke up again, in my dark room. Once again it was one of those nights where I wished I was back home with my family. I couldn’t take being alone anymore. But still, I refused to get up and move around. I was stuck in the same position in this bed. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. The same people as always were texting me with concern. I didn’t care to respond, the least of my worries were them.

           Strangely, I heard footsteps and keys jingling. Assuming that it was Chris, I got up and creeped down the hallway. I waited for him as he started for the stairs, only to see that it was Mijo.

“Hey.” I smiled, a bit of relieved that it wasn’t who I thought it was.

“Damn Bri, you scared the shit out of me.” Mijo laughed as he touched his chest. “I just came to get Chris’ laptop charger, he forgot it.” I nodded.

“That’s fine.” He smiled slightly as if he were grateful that I wasn’t being a bitch for once. I turned the hallway light on as well as the bedroom light.

I saw Mijo staring at me for a while as I struggled to put my sweater on.

“Bri, you look sick. How you been?” I felt my heart drop then, racing. I didn’t want to tell him about the surgery.

“Fine, what do you mean I look sick?” I asked, trying not to sound nervous.

“I mean; you look a little thinner since the last time I saw you. Have you been eating?” He asked.

“I’m fine.” I smiled. I was trying to sound convincing but I knew he wasn’t buying it.

“You know he misses you too Bri, he’s been trying to call you.” Mijo reasoned.

“Trying or did he give up?” I said sarcastically.

“Well what else can he do when you won’t answer his calls. He’s broken girl, y’all need to talk. That’s my brother and you’re family too, I’m just sad to see y’all like this.” I snorted slightly.

He’s broken? Really? He hurt me!

Mijo grabbed Chris’ charger and stuffed it in a bag. “I won’t be in y’all business, but I’m just saying… talk to him Bri.” I nodded, knowing damn well I wasn’t going to.

“Goodnight Mijo.” Mijo sighed and walked downstairs. He slammed the front door and with that, I knew he was frustrated. Mainly because he was probably tired of Chris.

I told myself I couldn’t sleep another night without him. But I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. I thought I was over what happened, but I wasn’t… and I couldn’t be.

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When are you finishing this story, been waiting for 2 years 😢😢

I gotcha sis lol

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hey , i still love the story Unforgettable, been waiting for 2 years now:( just re-read it, pleesse finish it All the way from South Africa  -omg wow!! I’m sorry 😭 I know it’s been years! Stay tuned love

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Can you finish this pretty pleaseeeeeeeeeeee or can you tell us what happened with the story? Like what did you plan on happening? Did they get back together?? I need closure girl lmao

Aww I’m sorry girl, I’ve been itching to start writing again too!! I think I’m going to do maybe a short series that picks up where I left off and end it the way I planned

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Can you tell us what you had planned for the story? Like If they were gonna get back together or not? Plss i need closure haha

Maybe I should finish it huh haha

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Omg yes please finish!!!!!! I come back to this story so many times hoping you updated lol!!! Or atleast just tell us what happens I need closure!!!! Thank you for writing this story its bomb

I'm honestly unsure if I should finish it or not, do people still write fanfics? I feel so out of the loop now lol

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I just binge read Last kings and Unforgettable all weekend I'm obsessed!!!! Pls tell me ur updating soon!!! This is one of the best stories on here omggggggg

Aw thank you! I kinda lost interest and I assumed many others did as well but if people are still interested then i will!

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Chapter 34: “Disappointment.”

“Say bye to momma baby!” Chris cooed, holding our mini-me’s hand. I wasn’t ready to leave them, so  I was pro

She smiled widely and waved her hands widely into the air. Her eyes were a warm honey brown. Her laugh was crisp, sweet sound to my ears. I felt a warm feeling in my heart, something deeper than my love for Chris.

I loved her. She was my daughter and I loved her.

She could speak a few words. Mostly ‘no’ and ‘bye-bye’. She was beautiful and she resembled Chris and I equally. I fell in love with each squeal and murmur as she aimlessly looked around the mall.

Chris smiled at me as she struggled to get out of his arms and into mine, leaning forward towards me. I grabbed her and smothered her cheek with my kisses. “Mommy loves you, okay?”

She didn’t know what I was saying, if she was even listening. She was too busy playing with my necklace Mama J had bought me for Christmas. I held her close, as if she were to disappear at any moment. I’ve waited for months, years even, to have such a precious gem in my arms. Someone to call me mom, someone that yearned to lay in my arms. And I finally had that, my daughter, my sweet angel. I couldn’t thank God enough for the gift that he’s blessed Chris and I with.

“I don’t want to leave you guys.” I whined as I kissed my daughter’s forehead again. “And you smell so good, did daddy give you a bath?” I asked her in a baby voice. She finally smiled then, letting me know that she was paying attention.

“Yeah I gave her one earlier, she’s never good with me when I give her baths.” Chris laughed.

I checked my watch and saw that my lunch break was over. I kissed my baby girl on cheek once more before I passed her back to Chris. “I have to go babe.” I sighed.

“What time will you be home?” He asked.

“Ten?” I said unsurely.

“Ok.”

I kissed Chris goodbye and got on the escalator. As I going down to the first floor I saw Chris and our daughter waving.

“Bye-bye?” She yelled. My heart melted.

I blew a kiss to my family and smiled.

“Mommy loves you too Grace.” I said. Though I know they couldn’t hear me, it was a great feeling to say that.

 “Brielle, you ready to go?” Alondria asked quietly.

She had woken me up from the nap that I had fallen into. I looked around the examination room quietly. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I felt alone, I felt like a fuck-up although it wasn’t my fault entirely. I just wanted to lay down and drown myself in my own misery. And for some strange reason, after the abortion, all I wanted was the comfort of Chris. All of the anger I had towards him went right out of the door. I needed him, not the girls. Deja and Alondria couldn’t comfort me the way Chris could. And though I was yearning for his comfort there would be a long process in order for us to get back together or even be in each other’s presence. I missed him without a doubt and it took the loss of my unborn child to make me realize that I needed him.

“Bri? You okay?” Alondria stopped in the doorway and stared at me closely.

Tugging on my bottom lip with my teeth, I nodded and grabbed my bag from off of the floor. As if right on time, my cellphone rang. I prayed that it would be Chris. He used to call me everyday for hours, although I never answered, a piece of me enjoyed his effort. To see that it wasn’t who I was hoping it to be, I ignored it.

“Do you want to go home or…?”

“Home.” Alondria nodded as we walked to the car in silence.

The walk to the car was slow and quiet minus the noise of the cars whizzing by. As I slid in the passenger seat I glanced through the rearview mirror only to find myself staring at the family strolling from out of the main entrance. The woman, who I assumed to be the mother was being pushed in a wheel chair by a nurse while two little boys hung over the baby carseat as the father carried it. I felt a pang in my chest as I continued to see the joyous looks on all of their faces, including the nurse.

“Hey.” I quickly looked from the mirror and at Alondria as she rested her hand on my shoulder. “Brielle I’m really sorry, we’ll get through this. It’ll get better.” I assured her with a small smile before I shifted towards the window. She pulled off and before I knew it I was home.

           I woke up again, in my dark room. Once again it was one of those nights where I wished I was back home with my family. I couldn’t take being alone anymore. But still, I refused to get up and move around. I was stuck in the same position in this bed. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. The same people as always were texting me with concern. I didn’t care to respond, the least of my worries were them.

           Strangely, I heard footsteps and keys jingling. Assuming that it was Chris, I got up and creeped down the hallway. I waited for him as he started for the stairs, only to see that it was Mijo.

“Hey.” I smiled, a bit of relieved that it wasn’t who I thought it was.

“Damn Bri, you scared the shit out of me.” Mijo laughed as he touched his chest. “I just came to get Chris’ laptop charger, he forgot it.” I nodded.

“That’s fine.” He smiled slightly as if he were grateful that I wasn’t being a bitch for once. I turned the hallway light on as well as the bedroom light.

I saw Mijo staring at me for a while as I struggled to put my sweater on.

“Bri, you look sick. How you been?” I felt my heart drop then, racing. I didn’t want to tell him about the surgery.

“Fine, what do you mean I look sick?” I asked, trying not to sound nervous.

“I mean; you look a little thinner since the last time I saw you. Have you been eating?” He asked.

“I’m fine.” I smiled. I was trying to sound convincing but I knew he wasn’t buying it.

“You know he misses you too Bri, he’s been trying to call you.” Mijo reasoned.

“Trying or did he give up?” I said sarcastically.

“Well what else can he do when you won’t answer his calls. He’s broken girl, y’all need to talk. That’s my brother and you’re family too, I’m just sad to see y’all like this.” I snorted slightly.

He’s broken? Really? He hurt me!

Mijo grabbed Chris’ charger and stuffed it in a bag. “I won’t be in y’all business, but I’m just saying… talk to him Bri.” I nodded, knowing damn well I wasn’t going to.

“Goodnight Mijo.” Mijo sighed and walked downstairs. He slammed the front door and with that, I knew he was frustrated. Mainly because he was probably tired of Chris.

I told myself I couldn’t sleep another night without him. But I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. I thought I was over what happened, but I wasn’t… and I couldn’t be.

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Chapter 34: “Disappointment.”

“Say bye to momma baby!” Chris cooed, holding our mini-me’s hand. I wasn’t ready to leave them, so  I was pro

She smiled widely and waved her hands widely into the air. Her eyes were a warm honey brown. Her laugh was crisp, sweet sound to my ears. I felt a warm feeling in my heart, something deeper than my love for Chris.

I loved her. She was my daughter and I loved her.

She could speak a few words. Mostly ‘no’ and ‘bye-bye’. She was beautiful and she resembled Chris and I equally. I fell in love with each squeal and murmur as she aimlessly looked around the mall.

Chris smiled at me as she struggled to get out of his arms and into mine, leaning forward towards me. I grabbed her and smothered her cheek with my kisses. “Mommy loves you, okay?”

She didn’t know what I was saying, if she was even listening. She was too busy playing with my necklace Mama J had bought me for Christmas. I held her close, as if she were to disappear at any moment. I’ve waited for months, years even, to have such a precious gem in my arms. Someone to call me mom, someone that yearned to lay in my arms. And I finally had that, my daughter, my sweet angel. I couldn’t thank God enough for the gift that he’s blessed Chris and I with.

“I don’t want to leave you guys.” I whined as I kissed my daughter’s forehead again. “And you smell so good, did daddy give you a bath?” I asked her in a baby voice. She finally smiled then, letting me know that she was paying attention.

“Yeah I gave her one earlier, she’s never good with me when I give her baths.” Chris laughed.

I checked my watch and saw that my lunch break was over. I kissed my baby girl on cheek once more before I passed her back to Chris. “I have to go babe.” I sighed.

“What time will you be home?” He asked.

“Ten?” I said unsurely.

“Ok.”

I kissed Chris goodbye and got on the escalator. As I going down to the first floor I saw Chris and our daughter waving.

“Bye-bye?” She yelled. My heart melted.

I blew a kiss to my family and smiled.

“Mommy loves you too Grace.” I said. Though I know they couldn’t hear me, it was a great feeling to say that.

 “Brielle, you ready to go?” Alondria asked quietly.

She had woken me up from the nap that I had fallen into. I looked around the examination room quietly. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I felt alone, I felt like a fuck-up although it wasn’t my fault entirely. I just wanted to lay down and drown myself in my own misery. And for some strange reason, after the abortion, all I wanted was the comfort of Chris. All of the anger I had towards him went right out of the door. I needed him, not the girls. Deja and Alondria couldn’t comfort me the way Chris could. And though I was yearning for his comfort there would be a long process in order for us to get back together or even be in each other’s presence. I missed him without a doubt and it took the loss of my unborn child to make me realize that I needed him.

“Bri? You okay?” Alondria stopped in the doorway and stared at me closely.

Tugging on my bottom lip with my teeth, I nodded and grabbed my bag from off of the floor. As if right on time, my cellphone rang. I prayed that it would be Chris. He used to call me everyday for hours, although I never answered, a piece of me enjoyed his effort. To see that it wasn’t who I was hoping it to be, I ignored it.

“Do you want to go home or…?”

“Home.” Alondria nodded as we walked to the car in silence.

The walk to the car was slow and quiet minus the noise of the cars whizzing by. As I slid in the passenger seat I glanced through the rearview mirror only to find myself staring at the family strolling from out of the main entrance. The woman, who I assumed to be the mother was being pushed in a wheel chair by a nurse while two little boys hung over the baby carseat as the father carried it. I felt a pang in my chest as I continued to see the joyous looks on all of their faces, including the nurse.

“Hey.” I quickly looked from the mirror and at Alondria as she rested her hand on my shoulder. “Brielle I’m really sorry, we’ll get through this. It’ll get better.” I assured her with a small smile before I shifted towards the window. She pulled off and before I knew it I was home.

           I woke up again, in my dark room. Once again it was one of those nights where I wished I was back home with my family. I couldn’t take being alone anymore. But still, I refused to get up and move around. I was stuck in the same position in this bed. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. The same people as always were texting me with concern. I didn’t care to respond, the least of my worries were them.

           Strangely, I heard footsteps and keys jingling. Assuming that it was Chris, I got up and creeped down the hallway. I waited for him as he started for the stairs, only to see that it was Mijo.

“Hey.” I smiled, a bit of relieved that it wasn’t who I thought it was.

“Damn Bri, you scared the shit out of me.” Mijo laughed as he touched his chest. “I just came to get Chris’ laptop charger, he forgot it.” I nodded.

“That’s fine.” He smiled slightly as if he were grateful that I wasn’t being a bitch for once. I turned the hallway light on as well as the bedroom light.

I saw Mijo staring at me for a while as I struggled to put my sweater on.

“Bri, you look sick. How you been?” I felt my heart drop then, racing. I didn’t want to tell him about the surgery.

“Fine, what do you mean I look sick?” I asked, trying not to sound nervous.

“I mean; you look a little thinner since the last time I saw you. Have you been eating?” He asked.

“I’m fine.” I smiled. I was trying to sound convincing but I knew he wasn’t buying it.

“You know he misses you too Bri, he’s been trying to call you.” Mijo reasoned.

“Trying or did he give up?” I said sarcastically.

“Well what else can he do when you won’t answer his calls. He’s broken girl, y’all need to talk. That’s my brother and you’re family too, I’m just sad to see y’all like this.” I snorted slightly.

He’s broken? Really? He hurt me!

Mijo grabbed Chris’ charger and stuffed it in a bag. “I won’t be in y’all business, but I’m just saying… talk to him Bri.” I nodded, knowing damn well I wasn’t going to.

“Goodnight Mijo.” Mijo sighed and walked downstairs. He slammed the front door and with that, I knew he was frustrated. Mainly because he was probably tired of Chris.

I told myself I couldn’t sleep another night without him. But I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. I thought I was over what happened, but I wasn’t… and I couldn’t be.

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Imtrying to catch up can i have a chapter list to lastkings pls

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Chapter 34: “Disappointment.”

“Say bye to momma baby!” Chris cooed, holding our mini-me’s hand. I wasn’t ready to leave them, so  I was pro

She smiled widely and waved her hands widely into the air. Her eyes were a warm honey brown. Her laugh was crisp, sweet sound to my ears. I felt a warm feeling in my heart, something deeper than my love for Chris.

I loved her. She was my daughter and I loved her.

She could speak a few words. Mostly ‘no’ and ‘bye-bye’. She was beautiful and she resembled Chris and I equally. I fell in love with each squeal and murmur as she aimlessly looked around the mall.

Chris smiled at me as she struggled to get out of his arms and into mine, leaning forward towards me. I grabbed her and smothered her cheek with my kisses. “Mommy loves you, okay?”

She didn’t know what I was saying, if she was even listening. She was too busy playing with my necklace Mama J had bought me for Christmas. I held her close, as if she were to disappear at any moment. I’ve waited for months, years even, to have such a precious gem in my arms. Someone to call me mom, someone that yearned to lay in my arms. And I finally had that, my daughter, my sweet angel. I couldn’t thank God enough for the gift that he’s blessed Chris and I with.

“I don’t want to leave you guys.” I whined as I kissed my daughter’s forehead again. “And you smell so good, did daddy give you a bath?” I asked her in a baby voice. She finally smiled then, letting me know that she was paying attention.

“Yeah I gave her one earlier, she’s never good with me when I give her baths.” Chris laughed.

I checked my watch and saw that my lunch break was over. I kissed my baby girl on cheek once more before I passed her back to Chris. “I have to go babe.” I sighed.

“What time will you be home?” He asked.

“Ten?” I said unsurely.

“Ok.”

I kissed Chris goodbye and got on the escalator. As I going down to the first floor I saw Chris and our daughter waving.

“Bye-bye?” She yelled. My heart melted.

I blew a kiss to my family and smiled.

“Mommy loves you too Grace.” I said. Though I know they couldn’t hear me, it was a great feeling to say that.

 “Brielle, you ready to go?” Alondria asked quietly.

She had woken me up from the nap that I had fallen into. I looked around the examination room quietly. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I felt alone, I felt like a fuck-up although it wasn’t my fault entirely. I just wanted to lay down and drown myself in my own misery. And for some strange reason, after the abortion, all I wanted was the comfort of Chris. All of the anger I had towards him went right out of the door. I needed him, not the girls. Deja and Alondria couldn’t comfort me the way Chris could. And though I was yearning for his comfort there would be a long process in order for us to get back together or even be in each other’s presence. I missed him without a doubt and it took the loss of my unborn child to make me realize that I needed him.

“Bri? You okay?” Alondria stopped in the doorway and stared at me closely.

Tugging on my bottom lip with my teeth, I nodded and grabbed my bag from off of the floor. As if right on time, my cellphone rang. I prayed that it would be Chris. He used to call me everyday for hours, although I never answered, a piece of me enjoyed his effort. To see that it wasn’t who I was hoping it to be, I ignored it.

“Do you want to go home or…?”

“Home.” Alondria nodded as we walked to the car in silence.

The walk to the car was slow and quiet minus the noise of the cars whizzing by. As I slid in the passenger seat I glanced through the rearview mirror only to find myself staring at the family strolling from out of the main entrance. The woman, who I assumed to be the mother was being pushed in a wheel chair by a nurse while two little boys hung over the baby carseat as the father carried it. I felt a pang in my chest as I continued to see the joyous looks on all of their faces, including the nurse.

“Hey.” I quickly looked from the mirror and at Alondria as she rested her hand on my shoulder. “Brielle I’m really sorry, we’ll get through this. It’ll get better.” I assured her with a small smile before I shifted towards the window. She pulled off and before I knew it I was home.

           I woke up again, in my dark room. Once again it was one of those nights where I wished I was back home with my family. I couldn’t take being alone anymore. But still, I refused to get up and move around. I was stuck in the same position in this bed. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. The same people as always were texting me with concern. I didn’t care to respond, the least of my worries were them.

           Strangely, I heard footsteps and keys jingling. Assuming that it was Chris, I got up and creeped down the hallway. I waited for him as he started for the stairs, only to see that it was Mijo.

“Hey.” I smiled, a bit of relieved that it wasn’t who I thought it was.

“Damn Bri, you scared the shit out of me.” Mijo laughed as he touched his chest. “I just came to get Chris’ laptop charger, he forgot it.” I nodded.

“That’s fine.” He smiled slightly as if he were grateful that I wasn’t being a bitch for once. I turned the hallway light on as well as the bedroom light.

I saw Mijo staring at me for a while as I struggled to put my sweater on.

“Bri, you look sick. How you been?” I felt my heart drop then, racing. I didn’t want to tell him about the surgery.

“Fine, what do you mean I look sick?” I asked, trying not to sound nervous.

“I mean; you look a little thinner since the last time I saw you. Have you been eating?” He asked.

“I’m fine.” I smiled. I was trying to sound convincing but I knew he wasn’t buying it.

“You know he misses you too Bri, he’s been trying to call you.” Mijo reasoned.

“Trying or did he give up?” I said sarcastically.

“Well what else can he do when you won’t answer his calls. He’s broken girl, y’all need to talk. That’s my brother and you’re family too, I’m just sad to see y’all like this.” I snorted slightly.

He’s broken? Really? He hurt me!

Mijo grabbed Chris’ charger and stuffed it in a bag. “I won’t be in y’all business, but I’m just saying… talk to him Bri.” I nodded, knowing damn well I wasn’t going to.

“Goodnight Mijo.” Mijo sighed and walked downstairs. He slammed the front door and with that, I knew he was frustrated. Mainly because he was probably tired of Chris.

I told myself I couldn’t sleep another night without him. But I couldn’t bring myself to talk to him. I thought I was over what happened, but I wasn’t… and I couldn’t be.