The next morning, Matthew had breakfast with my parents. Literally, the three of them eating waffles, pancakes, and eggs talking about his life. Why are they desperately asking him personal questions? I swear, if he stays here any longer, he'll end up being adopted.
I rushed him so that we can leave. We went back to my apartment. None was home when we came. Matthew was already pinning himself on me. I wasn't feeling it so I pushed him away.
"What did I do?" He says casually while heading towards the couch.
"Too early." I came up with an excuse. Suddenly, I was getting a weird vibe from him. Nothing was the same like it was before. His attitude towards me became jerkish on our way back.
"Dinner with your parents was great." He leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees.
"Yep, we know," I said sarcastically. He noticed that my sort-of-bitchy attitude was present.
"Okay, I did something wrong." He gets up and walks up to me. He cups my face."Talk to me." He kissed me on the forehead. Another on my cheek and saved the best for last on my lips.
"Nothing," I replied. I lied to him. Something is bothering me and it's him. It's my feelings for Matt and it's...going away. I don't know what happened to me overnight but the way I feel about him doesn't matter to me anymore. In fact, this morning, hearing his voice grinds my gears. It doesn't feel right treating Damon like this behind his back. After meeting his parents it shows me that he's willing to break barriers with me and he doesn't care what people think. He's serious about us so I shouldn't take this for a joke.
"Jay, my phone is dead. I need to make an important call. Can I use your phone?" I gave him my cell phone with no hesitation.
I headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner for later.
The next few hours, Matt was completely silent. He didn't look at me. Nothing. It was like being with a ghost.
"Are you okay?" I ask. "Was it your manager that said something you didn't like?" I assumed the important call was to contact his manager.
"I think I should go." He says with an attitude. "I have things to do." He got up with an unusual gesture.
" I thought you wanted to stay for dinner?" I rushed out of the kitchen balancing the pot between my waist line and my arm smashing the mashed potatoes.
"I'm good."
"What's wrong?" I ran after him before he opened the door.
"Who is this guy?" He held my cellphone in his hand, showing me an image of Damon and I kissing.
"Matt, what the hell? You looked through my stuff?" I snatched my phone from him.
"Jaide, what do you mean?" He laughs softly before going back to his straight face. It's a weird phase he gets into when his anxiety starts to interfere with reality.
"You asked for a call so why are you all up in my shit?" He puts his hand on his hip.
"We're hiding things from each other now?"
"I don't have anything to hide." I huff.
"So, why are you getting so defensive and red?"
"Whatever, Matt." I shoo at him, heading back to the kitchen. He follows me, standing by my side near the stove. I aggressively flicked the switch on the stove.
"Who is that guy?" He asks again.
"No one," I said quickly.
"I don't believe you."
"No one is forcing you...so I don't know what to tell you," I said looking at him with cold eyes. He nods his head and smirks.
"That's how it's going to be, huh?" He furrowed his brows. "Just tell me the truth, Jaide."
"Okay," I crossed my arm. "I'm seeing him. What now?"
"You're dating him? During me?" He asked uncertainly.
"...Yes, Lieutenant Horatio."
"I'm not playing around."
"Neither am I."
He backs away from me slowly. He wasn't expecting this I could tell. He looks so sad and upset like a baby wanting milk from its mother. He's disappointment in me.
"I was really looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you." He says running his hands through his hair while backing away from me.
I was quiet.
"That hurts you know. I can't believe you. I came back so I can have everything and give you everything. All I want is my girl and my business. You just can't see the bigger picture and its fucking sad."
"Ma-"
"Just- " He stuttered before gathering his belongings. Before he opened the door, I stood in front of it.
"Look, can you li-" I was silenced with his hand in my face which I pushed away.
"Why? What did I do to deserve this? I know I messed up before but I've been nothing but good to you." He said with sadness. I'm not crazy in love with him like he is with me. I don't know how to approach this situation. I've never been in an altercation like this before.
"I have things to do." He gently pushes me out of the way. He left.
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The next day after class I went straight to Damon's house. He was surprised to see me and gave me a really big hug. A tight one and groped me in a passionate way that my hands slid off his cheeks and plopped at my sides.
I was melting. Man, he's such a knight shining armor. My body was ready for him again. I felt like a bride at my own wedding being kissed to death by her loving husband, as we make out in front of our friends and family who witnesses the whole thing.
You know that would be nice if my parents actually knew about Damon. But I can't tell them yet.
"I've missed you so much." He said effortlessly like he really missed me all this time. I didn't think he did. I thought he'd be busy with work because he's constantly under pressure in the workforce but other than that he finds time for me and it works out perfectly.
He gives me another kiss on the lips.
"You saw me yesterday." I laugh fixing my messy curls that got squished.
"I'll make dinner. What do you want---shit you know what, our date. That's right." He almost hurt himself running into the kitchen. He comes out with wine glasses.
"Baby, slow down." I banter, while he starts giggling at me.
"We'll have dinner at Don Pepe's Restaurant." Don Pepe is one of those very elegant restaurants in New York City. Almost every celebrity went there to have dinner. It's really well known for the delicious multicultural foods, from what I've heard. I've never been inside before and crap it's devastatingly expensive.
"You were serious? Tonight? Right now?" I ask. He puts down the wine glasses and crashed himself into my arms.
"Yes, baby girl," He strokes his thumb on the side of my cheek."Did you have other plans?"
I quickly jumped and said no. I didn't have plans, honestly, but I didn't think it would be so soon.
"I don't even know about tonight. I don't think I have a dress." I pushed back a strand of hair behind my ears. He fiddles his pockets and reached for his wallet. He looked through it pulling out a fancy gold credit card. What in the?
"Woah, Damon." He hushed me with his index finger.
"Jaide, I really really really like you. This date is very important to me. I really see a future with you, baby girl. I want you to go out there to any store you want and buy the most beautiful dress you've ever seen."
"Damon, you ca-" he cuts me off with a soft shh.
"When I see you tonight, I want to devour you with my eyes, and tell you over and over that you've never been so beautiful." God, he sounded so sexy and demanding, ugh, I was swooning in a matter or seconds and that's so sweet of him.
"I don't want to mess up your-" He hushed me with a kiss. He pulled away for a brief moment and headed somewhere other than being in the living room with me. He comes back out a couple seconds later smiling at me like I'm some kind of freak show.
"I got you something." He hands be a bouquet of flowers.
I wrap my arms around his neck and kissed him again.
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Later that day, I asked Zoe to come with me and help me pick out a dress.
"Damn, he's really into you. You got him all under you and all. That's cute." She said looking at dresses opposite side of me.
"You think so?"
"Yeah, he's serious about you. Nowadays a lot of guys just wanna have someone around."
"I know what you mean," I reply. "How's Rakim?" I ask.
"He's doing okay. We're gonna go on tour together soon. That I can't wait for." She starts smiling fiercely.
"You seem to be having the time of your life," I respond smiling with her.
"If only you'd know how happy he makes me feel." She said. She shows me a satin silver flowy dress with a long v-neck cut out. Zoe fell in love with it and told me to try it on.
"You'll look so flipping gorgeous in this. This dress is a must." She presses it on me to look at how the detail of the dress will fit my frame.
Later that day, she volunteered to do my hair and makeup. She said if music wasn't her passion she'd take the opportunity to be a hair and makeup artist. She curled my long flowing brunette hair down to my back. My makeup was neutral and subtle. A seductive smokey eye look to trap my predator in my traps. To complete the look, she added a winged liner to my eyes giving off the impression of a cat done to perfection.
"I'll marry you myself." She said removing setting powder with a powder brush from under my eyes. "All done." She puts down her makeup tools and rushed me towards a full-length mirror.
"You're so pretty it hurts." She hugs me from behind and kisses me on the cheek. "You cute little muffin." She playfully pinches my cheek.
Damon was downstairs waiting for me. Zoe helped me get there looking silly in her makeup apron, zebra slippers, and her pink pajamas.
The doors open.
"Wow, he's one rich mother-" I hushed Zoe. I think Damon heard her. He turns his head and looks at us.
"I think he heard you." I reply giggling under my breath.
"Jesus is that a Ferrari?" She looked at me then Damon.
"May I borrow your gorgeous friend?" Damon leans elegantly and takes my hand.
"Bruh." She says in shock.
"I'll have her back by noon. I promise." Damon winks at her.
He takes me to the car. I hop in holding the side of my dress while he holds the car door.
She waves recklessly, looking like a sick fan waiting for a signed picture from her idol.