Page 10 of Her Loyalty

Tiana

"Baby, I cheated on you." I blurted out in sobs and when I said it, the look on his face was unreadable. It was blank.

He said nothing as he sat there, just looking at me.

"Babe-"

"What the fuck you just say to me?" He finally spoke, slowly standing up to his feet.

Saying nothing at the moment, I pulled my phone out and scrolled to the messages with Connor and I.

The ones that Deja obviously already saw.

"Just look." I told him, simply giving him my phone so he could see for himself.

I felt ashamed as I looked down at my hands while he stood there obviously in shock. He then began to scroll through the messages and as he did I began to cop my plea.

"My mom told me that if I didn't get with the man she wanted me to be with then she wouldn't pay for me to graduate."

"So I got in another relationship a month ago with a white guy she set me up to date." I explained to him as he looked away from my phone and glared at me.

"But babe you need to know that I only did this to graduate and it's over now. I told her I wouldn't be with him anymore. I couldn't do this to you, to us." I pleaded, trying to pull him to me but he roughly pulled away, flaring his nostrils.

"Tiana." He spoke through gritted teeth, closing his eyes.

"Stop playin' with me.." He trailed off, walking away from me.

"Stop fuckin' playin' with me bruh." He said again, making his way back over to me.

"You cheated on me?" He asked and I said nothing, just nodding my head again.

"Na'." He smirked, walking away from me and then coming back again.

"You cheated on me, T?" He asked again for further confirmation and I stayed quiet this time. I knew he was finally processing what I'd just told him.

"You fuckin' cheated on me?" He asked again and the room was dead silent. There was nothing else I could say to him.

"Answer me!" He went on, making me look down with tears in my eyes.

"Yes, Dominic." I spoke softly.

"But only because my mom made me." I went on and he couldn't help but to laugh.

"Na'." He shook his head, smirking.

"Na', you ain't crazy."

"You know what the fuck gon' on with me. You wouldn't even play with a nigga like that." He went on, walking away from me again.

"Babe." I called again as he scrolled through the messages for the third time.

"Yeah?" He licked his lips, talking to hisself as he scrolled.

"Baby, please listen to me." I pleaded, wiping my own tears now.

"I really didn't want to do it." I cried hard, just trying to get him to understand me.

"I swear I didn't."

Chuckling to himself, I watched as he licked his lips again before a small smirk appeared on his face.

"Here you go, shawty." He handed my phone back to me and walked towards the door.

"Baby, please don't go." I begged as he walked out, slamming the door behind him. When he did, I cried hard into my hands.

I knew he was done with me, I knew we were over.

I sat there for about five minutes feeling hopeless before I decide I wouldn't just left him leave. I needed him to know that this wasn't something that I wanted to do. I loved him and him only.

Quickly standing to my feet, I made my way out of the room.

"Dominic!" I cried out, making my way down the staircase.

Everybody looked at me as I came down the steps and I didn't see him anywhere.

"You good, T?" Leek asked, furrowing his eyebrows and I slowly shook my head.

"Does anybody know where Dominic went?" I asked, wiping the tears out of my eyes.

"He walked out, T." Dej looked at me knowingly and I began to break down crying again.

"Yo, what's wrong, ma?" A random guy said to me as I continued to cry.

"The fuck happened?" Another person asked.

"Yo, T. What's going on? I can call him for you." Zay then offered, pulling his phone out and I tucked my lips.

Shaking my head no, I said nothing else, making my way back upstairs. He had to come back home and when he did, I would be right here waiting for him.

I wasn't letting him go.

* 5am

Awaking from my slumber, I heard the room door close and I quickly sat up in the bed. Dominic walked in with his hoodie on his head, going straight to his closet.

I sat there saying nothing as I watched his every move. He removed the gun from where it was and tucked it back into his sweatpants.

Once he was finished, I watched intently as he walked back over to the door and locked it.

"Get up." He spoke sternly, putting his back against the door.

"Baby." I sat there unsure if I should.

"Get up, shawty." He said and I couldn't help but to be sad with the way he was treating me now.

Though I did understand why.

Finally doing as he said, I got out of his bed and stood to my feet. I then walked over to him and waited for him speak.

"Give me your phone." He held his hand out, not even looking at me.

"Babe, can we please talk?" I pleaded with red, puffy eyes.

"Give me your phone bruh." He said again, still not even looking at me.

"Can you please just listen?" I asked and he finally looked at me with a death stare. His eyes were red and puffy just like mine and I couldn't help but to break down. I'd never seen him cry, ever and to know that I was the cause broke my heart.

"Look at me, shawty." He told me as I looked down with tears in my eyes before looking up again.

"I'm tryin' my best to hold my fuckin' composure with you.." He trailed off, looking at me with hooded eyes.

"Because though you did this foul ass shit, I still love you."

"And if I step out of character with you, you gon' hate me. We both know that." He barked.

"So just give me your fuckin' phone before I lose my temper in this bitch, T."

"Ba-"

"Cause I'm tryin' yo. I really am." He expressed, cutting me off and I slowly shook my head.

I knew that giving him my phone wasn't the best decision right now because I didn't need him doing anything crazy. Like contacting Connor and finding out where he lives. I'm not dumb and neither is he.

"No?" He asked, looking down at me while I shook my head.

"We need to talk first, babe." I spoke softly, gasping once he pushed hisself off of the door.

I quickly backed up as he pulled his hoodie over his head, throwing it onto the floor. He then pulled his pants up before making his way over to me.

"Give me your fuckin' phone before I take that shit!" He raised his voice, making more tears come to my eyes.

He watched as I cried for a few moments before turning his head away from me and sighing deeply.

"Stop this, Dominic. We can talk it out." I pleaded as my hot tears streamed down my face.

"Please. Can we talk?" I asked, hoping he would finally give in.

"I don't want to fuckin' talk!" He snapped.

"We had all the time in the world to talk before you fuckin' cheated." He walked away from me.

"You cheated on me, T!"

"You sat in my face faking and lying for a whole fuckin' month."

"You let me fuck on you with no condom, knowing you was fucking somebody else."

"No. No. No." I shook my head quickly.

"I did not have sex with him." I made it clear while wiping my eyes.

"Him and I never had sex, Dominic."

"And I'm supposed to believe that shit?" He barked and I knew I had no credibility right now so I kept my mouth shut.

"I gave my all to you, Tiana."

"I'd do any and everything for you."

"I let you meet my family."

"I let you come around my niggas."

"I let you in my crib."

"I bought you a fuckin' ring yo." He scoffed, looking away from me again. Breaking my heart.

He bought me a ring? I thought to myself. I felt so horrible in this moment. I'd ruined everything.

"Six fuckin' years next month and this is what you do."

Walking away from me again, he rubbed his hands down his face. He was so upset and I had no other choice but to let him vent. I was the one in the wrong.

"Do nothin' but be a good nigga to you and this what the fuck you do to me." He went on, letting out all of his anger.

"Should've never fucked with your ass anyway. From the beginning I should've deaded that shit."

"I should've never even fucked you."

"Should've never popped your cherry." He went on, making me cry hard into my hands.

"You ain't deserve none of this shit bruh." He looked down, kissing his teeth.

"Fuckin' dumb ass bitches, man. Never know when you got a good nigga." He spat under his breath, breaking my heart into a million pieces.

"Bitch?" I asked, crying harder.

"You're going to call me a bitch because your upset?"

"Really?" I asked, distraught. I mean, I was allowing him to vent but it was becoming too disrespectful. I still had feelings too.

"I ain't call you no fuckin' bitch, bro." He barked back, stopping in his tracks to look at me.

"Yes you just did, Dominic."

"I just heard you say it." I spoke softly to him and he flagged me.

"Stop tryn' flip this shit and give me your fuckin' phone." He spoke sternly, coming my way again and towering over me.

"Give me your fuckin' phone before I really make you cry in this bitch, T."

"And I ain't gon' ask you nomore."

"Give me that shit." He spoke sternly, making my lip trembled.

Looking up into his eyes, my tears no longer fazed him as I slowly took my phone out of my pocket.

"Here." I spoke barely above a whisper, giving him the phone.

He said nothing else as he looked into my eyes for a while longer before finally turning to leave.

And just like that, he was gone.