Chapter 16
Serayah
A few days later, my phone rang and it was Tasha. She asked, “Girl, where the hell have you been?”
For some reason, hearing Tasha’s voice made me cry. “Tash, can you come over?”
“Oh shit, girl. Okay, I’m on my way.”
I felt so pathetic crying over someone who I barely knew and slept with twice.
King had put some space between us. When he left me a few days prior, it truly felt like he was saying goodbye.
I hadn’t seen him since. Chase was upstairs, and when I asked about King, he would tell me he was downstairs, keeping watch.
I felt like he just didn’t want to be near me.
King and I had chemistry, and we knew it the first time we met at the club. Since then, it’d been this building spark. The spark turned into a fire, which became an inferno, and I’d been trying to catch my breath ever since. I missed him so bad.
Tasha knocked, and when I opened the door, she could tell I’d been crying. She opened her arms and I hugged her. She said, “Tell mama Tasha what’s wrong, baby!”
Explaining the events that had happened over those last few weeks to Tasha made me cry all over again.
“I miss him, Tasha. It’s the little moments in between the big ones where he was just being a bodyguard.
It’s the glances. The care. He knows it’s about more than us sleeping together.
We haven’t spoken, at all since he left. I think he’s just scared.”
Tasha took a breath, looked me in the eye, and said, “You love him.”
Lowering my eyes to the floor, I said, “I can’t remember when I didn’t love him. It was instant. As crazy as that sounds, we hardly knew each other, but it was instant. And now, he’s just gone. I feel like a part of me is missing.” When I said that, I broke down again.
Tasha hugged me while I cried. “He’s not gone, babe. Men just take longer to figure out their shit. Maybe he’s just figuring out his shit.”
“I feel dumb. I feel dumb for thinking he would want something beyond a nice fuck. I was a paycheck for him, and we crossed a stupid line.”
Tasha sighed and said, “You ready to play Burn by Usher? I’ve been on a big Usher kick lately.” That made me laugh.
“Maybe.”
She stood up and said, “Okay, girl. Tell me about that cutie in the hallway!”
“Chase! What? Are you serious?”
“Mama gotta have a man too.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, now you’re quoting Baby Boy. You are too much, girl. Come on, let’s order some food. We gotta find you a man.”
Tasha got up and said, “Are you done crying now? Where’s my spicy, Serayah? Put on that bunny guy you like!”
Laughing hysterically, I said, “That bunny guy? You’re hilarious. His name is Bad Bunny. And you know what? You’re right.” I ran over to my stereo to flip the Bluetooth switch on and then pulled up DtMf by Bad Bunny on my phone. The song started to play, so I cranked it up loud and started dancing.
Tasha yelled, “That’s my girl!”
She was my best friend for a reason. I thought, This too shall pass.