Love Me Some You: A Complete Novel
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“ENOUGH!” she shouted and before I knew it, Monique ran off to her bedroom and slammed the door.
Ryan started leaning into my neck, trying to kiss me, but I placed one hand on his chest stopping him from going any further.
“Get out,” I simply ordered. He had just broken my best friend’s heart and he needed to get the fuck out my apartment.
“Jess, I tho-” I immediately interrupted him, knowing exactly what he thought was going to happen between us tonight.
“Get out!” I said again, shouting this time. He needed to get out of here and leave me alone. He could forget about trying to build any bridges with Moni too. He’s burned all the ways he could have made a friendship with her.
He didn’t need telling a third time. He knew I was pissed at him and he knew he needed to leave before I did something that I would regret later on.
Once he left, I decided to leave Monique alone. She didn’t need me constantly reminding her not to think about Trey, when in reality, he was the only person on her mind right now. She needed to have a good cry, because I know she’s been putting a brave face on ever since Zayne cheated on her.
An hour later, we had an unexpected visit. I had fallen asleep on our sofa when the doorbell began to ring and before I knew it, I was up off the sofa, answering the door, only to face the very man who was making my best friend cry right now
“You can’t come in, Tremaine.” I didn’t bother trying to beat around the bush. Making him think that he could see her wasn’t an option. He wasn’t going to fill her head with a bunch of lies.
“I need to come in,” he said calmly, but I could tell that deep inside he was angry. He knew that he had just caused problems by not returning any of Monique’s calls, and I’m sure Ryan’s told him that he told Moni about Tiffany.
“She don’t wanna see you!” I began to raise my voice at him slightly, only to try and get him to turn around and go back to where he came from.
“Look, I just need to explain to her what happened.” Well that failed badly. This man wasn’t going down without a fight, not now that he was so determined to see Monique.
“Save it, Tremaine. She knows about that dumb hoe, Tiffany,” I informed him, my hands tightly wrapped and leaning on my chest firmly.
“I need to see her. Can you just let me in please?” he persisted, clearly not taking no for an answer and clearly not going to back down.
“No. Piss off, Tremaine! What do you think you’re doing!? Don’t you dare go in her… Trey!” Before I knew it, Trey had pushed past me, barged into our apartment and walked off right into Monique’s room. Overwhelmed at his actions I followed him, annoyed and worried.
How would she feel?
“Monique...I’m sorry.” I stood outside Monique’s room, listening to his apologetic words. He was really tripping right now if he thought that Monique was going to even bother to reply to him.
“Monique, say somethin’, please,” he pleaded with her.
She said nothing. There wasn’t anything he or she could say to make this situation any better. She had been humiliated, and had allowed herself to believe that Trey actually liked her. I believed he did like her, but just allowed an irrelevant bitch to get in the way of what they shared.
“Tiffany drugged me, stopping me from trying to leave and come get you. Then before I knew it, we were fucking,” he suddenly blurted out, surprising me. Who knew a chick could be that damn thirsty for some dick? “I couldn’t do anything,” he stated. “She basically raped me!” Another unnecessary statement. He should have acted smarter, knowing how thirsty she was for him.
Tremaine explaining the matter just made things worse. I needed him to leave, for the sake of my best friend.
“Get out,” Monique said confidently, although there was a slight crack in her voice.
“Monique...please.”
“GET OUT!” she screamed, the growing anger strong in her voice. “You are a fucking liar and I hope you and Tiffany have a very nice future together.”
“Just let me hold you, please baby.” Wow! He wanted to hold her even though she wanted him to get out? Yeah, he was really tripping right now. It’s time for Mr. Tremaine Neverson to leave my best friend alone.
I suddenly came in, giving Trey a nasty glare. “Get the fuck out or else me and you are gon’ have a serious problem, nigga.”
***
“Moni! Guuurl, you look fucking gorgeous!” I told Monique excitedly, while she looked at herself carefully in the mirror. She was wearing her black seductive mini dress, her favorite silver heels and pearls to match. It was a tight fitting, knee-high dress that had spaghetti straps, a very low neckline revealing some cleavage, and a slit up on each side that rose to her upper thighs. She was looking good and she knew it too. Monique smiled to herself, as she smoothed down her dress, admiring her round ass and curves. Tonight was her first date with Tremaine.
Yep, she finally forgave him and decided to give him a second chance, as long as he was done with Tiffany. He promised her he was.
Monique was all set to go. All that was needed right now was Trey.
Suddenly, a loud knock came from the door.
“Jess! The door!” Monique instructed me, the excitement and nerves evident in her voice.
“Yeah, I got it,” I replied, opening the door for her handsome date, looking fine as usual in that fresh black suit of his.
Tremaine took one look at Monique and I knew he was overwhelmed at how beautiful she was looking, thanks to me and my wonderful makeup skills and dress sense. He had bought her red roses, which I thought was a sweet gesture. I just wished someone would buy me roses.
You better believe that I’ve not talked to Ryan in ten days. He hadn’t bothered to call me, and I hadn’t bothered to call him either. I just couldn’t deal with his drama right now. I loved him, but damn, he drove me crazy!
How could one man make me feel like I’m on my period all the time? I felt as if we were drifting apart, but I was not doing anything to stop us from drifting.
Was that bad?
Was it bad that I’m enjoying my life without him, but yet at the end I was still willing to be his ride or die and call him my man?
Was it bad that I’m considering ending this relationship, but don’t want to lose Ryan still?
Honestly, I didn’t know. All I knew was that I had a photoshoot tomorrow morning that I couldn’t miss. Being a model wasn’t just about being pretty and able to take photos. It was about being punctual and respectful to the photographer and the environment you have to shoot in.
I quickly made my way inside my bedroom, shutting the door behind me, before jumping straight onto my comfy double bed. Thank God I was already wearing my night gown, because I was exhausted.
***
2.15am.
I fly with the stars in the skies. I am no longer trying to survive. I believe that life is a prize. But to live doesn’t mean you’re alive...
“Uhhhhh!” I groaned, annoyed at the fact that my phone was ringing Nicki Minaj’s voice loudly into my ear when I was sleeping peacefully. Until now, of course.
Seriously? Who the hell was calling me at... What time was it? 2:45 in the morning?
I grabbed my phone, only to see that Ryan was calling me. Suddenly, I no longer felt as tired, but happy to talk to my man after all these days. He had finally come through and contacted me. I quickly pressed the green answer button.
“Hey Ry,” I greeted him warmly, curious as to know why he was calling.
“Nah, baby... Forget that, just keep doing what you were doing before... Yeah.” I could hear noises in the background, and it didn’t seem as if Ryan was talking to me.
“Hello?” I asked him, trying to figure out what the hell was going on and that’s when I heard a female moan.
“You so sexy girl, shit... You seen my drink? Where I put my drink at?” He definitely wasn’t talking to me, and the question that I was dying to know was who the hell was he talking to?
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br /> “What the fuck is...” On the line I could hear a female’s laughs and moans that were getting louder and louder by the minute. “Oh hell no... Hello?! Ryan!”
“Damn daddy... Never knew you were this gooood... Yes... Faster baby, shit!”
“Hello?! RYAN!” I shouted angrily. What the hell was he playing at?
“Oh yeah... Just like that baby?... You like it when I fuck your tight pussy hard, don’t you baby?” His groans began to get louder as I heard the sounds of skin slapping together.
“Yes Ryaaaan... Uhhh, fuck!” she moaned, encouraging him to keep doing whatever he was doing to her.
Oh. My. God.
This boy did not just call me by accident while he’s having sex with another woman!
That lying, cheating idiot.
~ 5 ~
~ Ryan ~
“That was great baby,” she gently whispered in my ear, before shutting her eyes and falling asleep, with her hands wrapped around me.
What the hell? Why did she have her hands around me though? I didn’t cuddle. The only girl I cuddled was...
Jess.
Damn, how long had it been since I last spoke to her? How long had it been since I last had some pussy? Too long. I should probably call her tomorrow, or I could just call her now. I knew she had been expecting my call but a nigga had been busy. Having fun with boys and picking up one fine girl at the club. I had even forgotten her name. What was it? Lexi? Becky?
I gently removed her arms from my body and crept out of bed. Where the hell was my phone?
I quickly began searching around this chick’s bedroom, trying to find it. I had no idea. Wait! I left it in my pocket, so it was probably on her bed.
Not caring about whether or not I was going to wake up this girl, whose name I still can’t remember, I starting shuffling her covers around, until finally I saw my iPhone lying near my original sleeping spot.
I picked it up, only to see one text message from Jess.
“I hope you never wake up and you die. You stupid muthafucka. I fucking hate you!”
What the hell?
I unlocked my iPhone, only to see my recent call log. I saw Jess’ number with the call time 2:15am and the duration five minutes.
Wait! I never called her! Shit! Shit! I didn’t know what she had heard! She probably heard what I was doing last night with this chick, whose name I still couldn’t remember.
Agh! I was in deep shit now.
~ Jessica ~
I woke up only to realize that Ryan cheating on me wasn’t a nightmare, but reality. He said that he loved me. He said that I was the one for him. He said that he would never cheat on me ever again, and that I was the only girl for him.
That liar.
That cheat.
And to think that I actually fell for his tricks and lies. When really all he ever wanted was my pussy, and I allowed him to have it every time!
God, I was so stupid.
I needed to call Monique. Quickly, I grabbed my iPhone, unlocked it and dialed her number.
She picked up on the second ring.
“Hey Jess.”
“Monique, where are you?!”
“At Trey’s still babe. What’s wrong?”
“He cheated Monique... He fucking cheated!”
I should have listened to her. She warned me about Ryan Lewis. She told me all the things I didn’t believe were true about him. I knew by now she was probably thinking, told you so. I just wished that I had listened to her earlier. Then maybe it wouldn’t hurt as much as it hurt now.
“Jess, I’m coming right now. Stay calm... I promise you boo, Monique’s not going to allow Ryan to ever hurt you, ever again,” she reassured me.
I’m just happy she still cared about me, because I knew she always had hated Ryan. Ever since he first cheated, she had hated him. Now, I no longer blamed her.
Why did he do this? Was it me? Did I do something wrong again? I don’t understand why he has broken my heart like this again. I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t want to cry.
It’s all his fault.
~ Ryan ~
I arrived at Tremaine’s mansion, only to be ambushed by Monique. The girl punched me twice, right in my nose. It was probably broken, but right now, the only thing on my mind was to get away from this crazy chick.
I understood that I had cheated on her best friend, but why did she feel the need to try and whoop my ass? She was lucky she was with Tremaine now or else I wouldn’t have hesitated in fighting her back.
Any female that puts her hand on a male is asking for him to do something back to her.
As for Jess, I had been trying to call her all day, but no answer. She wasn’t even allowing me the chance to explain myself. I just wanted to apologize. I didn’t mean to break her heart again, it just happened. I was even trying to explain the situation to Trey, but I knew he didn’t believe me.
“Bro, I really think I love that girl. I mean, damn... I never meant to hurt her. You know how them hoes are but I just couldn’t fight off the temptation. Jess has always been there for me regardless. She’s always taken me back despite all I’ve done to her. I know now that I was a jerk to her and I broke her heart too many times. But I actually love her. All I know now is that I have to make sure I get Jess back.”
“Good luck, bro.”
Fuck! Why the hell did I cheat on her? She meant everything to me. She was the only girl that had truly cared about me.
I had to get her back.
~ Jessica ~
“Why couldn’t he be faithful, Monique? Why?! I fucking loved him.”
Monique held me close as I cried deeply into her chest, soaking Trey’s shirt with my tears. She had come back all the way from Tremaine’s just to comfort me. She also told me how she whooped Ryan’s ass, when she saw him sitting in Trey’s living room. I’m glad she hit him, I just wished it was me that was hitting the fool.
“You don’t need him, Jess. You need to move on and forget about him. He’s no longer going to be in your life. Jess, any man would be lucky to have such a sexy beautiful girl like you! If I was your girl I would never treat you badly, you would be my number one. Dry your eyes baby, you don’t need that fool anymore,” Monique assured me calmly. I loved her so much.
After an hour of my crying, my hatred speech of Ryan, and Monique holding my hair up over the toilet seat while I threw up my vodka, Monique finally got me to get some much needed sleep.
I just wished I could wake up from this horrible nightmare.
Ryan’s dead to me.
~ 6 ~
~ Jessica ~
Monique had gone to work, leaving me all alone. I had been constantly trying my best to take my mind off... I didn’t even want to mention his name. Monique advised me not to think about him, because every time I did it was making me upset.
I just don’t understand why he would do this to me. I never did anything… Stop Jess! Enough! Time to move on!
I had a photo shoot today, so I had to get ready for that. I had to move on; after all, there was plenty more fishes in the sea. I didn’t have time to be crying over him anymore. I was done with him.
***
“So, we’ve sent your portfolio to the Bailey Agency and we’re just waiting for their opinion on it. But other than that, everything’s going well,” Stacy, my manager said, smiling at me happily.
I knew that becoming an imminent model was making me one popular lady because of her. I honestly didn’t know where I would be without her. She had always been there for me. Thank God for Stacy.
“Thank you, Stacy, am I free to go now?” I asked, sending a quick reply back to Monique. She had gotten home from work and was slightly surprised that I wasn’t at home. It was late and I’m always at home before her.
“Yeah, but there’s someone here to see you. He says he’s been trying to get hold of you all day,” Stacy informed me, breaking my attention away from my iPhone.
“Seriously? I don’t want to speak to anyo-”
“Stacy, I’ll see you soon,” I said quickly, before getting up from my seat and turning around. I needed to get out of here. Right. Now.
“Jess,” he spoke. Clearly, seeing me here now was making him happy. After all, I had been avoiding all his calls. I was now in the process of blocking his number permanently from my phone. He was dead to me.
He looked good. Today was a hot day in Los Angeles, so seeing him in khaki shorts, fresh white Jordans and a blue fitted shirt was no surprise to me. He looked more than good. He looked sexy, handsome... All I wanted was his lips on mine. I needed to leave before I lost my damn mind.
“Baby, ple-”
“Get out my way, Ryan,” I told him, in a serious tone. I didn’t have time for his bullshit right now.
“Not until you hear me out,” he replied, clearly not going to take no for an answer. But no was an answer that he just had to deal with.
“No. We’re over. Get out my way.” My voice was starting to break. Seeing Ryan here at my manager’s office was making me nervous.
“Baby, please,” he whispered moving closer and closer to me. What the hell was he playing at? I didn’t want him anywhere near me.
“Ryan, stop. I’m not doing this.” I tried to get past him, but he stopped me, holding my body in his arms. I immediately froze.
“I’ll give you two some privacy,” Stacy said, leaving us together in her office. She had disappeared off into a room behind her desk chair. A room I had never bothered to snoop in.