Thickest Relationship Goals (Urban Fiction)

XXXVII

Cavelle - 8 am

"I'll see you whenever i get home okay?"

"Okay." i blushed.

"You good?" he smiled and look down at me.

"I'm fine. I'm gonna miss you."

"I'm gonna miss you too. I'll call you when i can."

"Sure."

He pecked my lips and i watched him walk to the car. He was mouthing to me to close the door and once i did, i heard the door locking automatically and a beep sounded throughout the house 5 times before it stopped. It was as if the security system was enabled in different rooms.

I looked through the window and the vehicle that came to pick up Mazi was gone. I leaned on the door and sighed in euphoria because i was on cloud nine at the moment and i couldn't get off. Mazi gave me the best dick last night and i really couldn't stop thinking about it and him. He really put in work and when i would try, he told me he got it.

Still keeping it on my mind, i wandered around the house. I didn't really have any real friends now apart from Kiesha and Brandon and it kinda sucks because I'm really bored.

Passion and i stopped talking a year ago because i was on a path of losing weight and the routines I've been doing, really helped and i was seeing results. However, she ask me how i did it and i was trying to explain to her that not everyone's body works the same, some may take a little longer than some. She still insisted so i told her everything i did. After two months when she realise that it wouldn't work, she popped up at my house and waited for me to get off work, so she could cuss me out and tell me what a bad friend i was because instead of her losing weight, she was gaining it. I tried telling her that i didn't lie but she wouldn't believe me. So from that day, she cut me off and even got my bestfriend, Brandon, to stop talk to me. He tried reasoning with her but as her husband, he obey his wife wishes.

We still text now and then to check up on each other and even then, I would ask about Passions well-being. I was upset about the situation that i started crying because i considered Passion as one of my good friends. I even wanted her to be my maid of honor but it didn't happen. My husband however, sat me down and told me that the people i have in my life grow and occupy space in the tapestry that makes up my life. When they are gone, it makes a hole where they used to be although the memories and love are still there and may always be there. So i shouldn't look at my tapestry that is filled with holes- look at it as my own unique lace pattern. He also told me that the pain of loss doesn’t ever really go away, but it does lessen over time.

I was currently laying in bed watching tv after i finished my family's laundry. All the while, i was thinking about my husband and how happy he made me. I was watching family guy while sipping on some red wine just as i got a text on my phone. I sat my glass down and picked it up, where i realise that it was Brandon.

Brandon- hey ugly.

Me- hey stupid. Sup?

Brandon- im aite. How u and hussy?

Me- we're great actually. Hows wifey.

Brandon- things are a little rocky right now tbh

Me- you wanna talk about it?

Brandon- over pizza?

Me- if we're going to our favorite spot we have to invite Keisha

Brandon- why we gotta invite her ratchet ass.

Me- because we made a promise that if we went there again and don't invite her, we have to pay her 300 dollars each. We owe her 300 btw