the face that was straight a minute before now covered with agitation. âYou know what, Lena, you need to go.â
âHuh?â Lenaâs hands began to tremble. This definitely wasnât in her fantasy. âWhat do you mean?â
Denise snapped. âYou know what? Everything is making sense to me now. Lena, you donât give a damn about me or Brandon. All you care about is yourself.â Denise glowered.
Lenaâs tremble turned to a rapid shaking in her hands. She wanted to think Denise was joking, but her facial expression said otherwise. âWhat are you saying? Dee, what is this?â Tears began to form in Lenaâs eyes.
âFor two years you played me and Brandon. My dumb ass was so in love with you, I was willing to take you anyway I could get you. Hell, the only reason I dated Rhonda was to attempt to get over you! And what do you do, you run right back to him. You let me fuck you, then you go back to ya boy.â
âDenise, itâs not like that, and you know it.â
âSo now you want to be with me? For how long do I have you? A day? A week? Do I get to be your weekend lover then when you realize that Iâm not the one again you go running back to ya millionaire ball player.â
The bass in Deniseâs voice frightened Lena. âDenise!â Lena stood up. âWhy are you being so mean to me?â She glanced into the bathroom; she noticed the empty bottle of vodka.
Denise looked away from Lena. She wasnât as appealing as she was earlier.
Lena walked into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle. âWhat the fuck is this? So youâre drinking now? Denise, what the hell is going on?â
Denise grabbed the bottle from Lenaâs hands. âNothing you need to worry about. Look, Iâm sorry you came out here, but you might as well go back to ya man âcause this here, it isnât happening, not now or ever again.â
Denise and Lena stared each other down, but not backing down from their position. Lenaâs whole body was quivering, Denise was perfectly still like a stone statue.
Lena stared deep into Deniseâs eyes, looking for a glimmer of hope; all she saw was anger and resentment.
Lena didnât know what to do. She stood in her expensive dress, completely lost. She had only one more option, to completely beg.
âDenise, I know that I havenât been the best. I know I might have been selfish. But I also know that Iâm here right now in your room asking you to just take me and love me like you said you would. Whatever I did, Iâm sorry for it. Iâm trying to make things right. Iâm trying to show you that Iâm all in this time. Donât do this. Please.â Lenaâs lips quivered.
Denise knew she was serious. She could tell Lena meant every word pouring from her mouth, the mouth she loved to kiss more than any in the past. Lenaâs beautiful face was covered in fear and pain. Her face was a little fatter than normal. It dawned on Denise.
âYouâre pregnant, Lena. Youâre having his child. You will never be completely mine. Thereâs no getting around that.â
âI can, Denise.â Lena grabbed Deniseâs hand. âI know, but we can make a really great life here.â
âLife? What life? I donât have a life here ... or with you!â The word spewed like venom from her mouth.
Lenaâs face cracked into a million pieces. âSo you really do want me to leave?â Lena responded, still unable to accept the truth.
Deniseâs shattered dreams were now joined by her shattered heart. Denise walked closer to Lena. Lenaâs perfume aroused every part of her body. Denise grazed her hands down Lenaâs arms.
They both got goose bumps, each longing for the other.
Denise studied Lenaâs eyes, now glistening from tears. Denise wiped the falling water from Lenaâs face.
âI canât do this anymore.â
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