Page 11 of Her Loyalty

Awaking from my slumber, the sun shined bright into the room. I rubbed the sleep out of my heavy eyes, trying to get myself together. It'd been a long night and I was hoping Dominic would come back so that we could talk things out but of course he never showed.

Picking up my things and grabbing my car keys, I reluctantly made my way out of the room. As I did, I heard talking downstairs, Dominic's voice specifically. Picking up my pace, I made my way down the staircase.

"Yo, that's your girl. Put it up." I heard somebody warn as everybody looked up.

Reaching the bottom of the staircase, I saw weed all over the coffee table and they were bagging it up. I said nothing, just watching as Dominic sat there carelessly. He was still putting weed inside baggies as everybody else stopped.

"What's up, T?" Leek And Zay spoke and I simply waved.

"You good?" Dej asked and I couldn't help but to roll my eyes. I had no words for her right now.

"Don't roll your eyes at me. I didn't do it, I was just here to help, T." She laughed, taking a pull from the blunt she was smoking and I decided not to even say anything back. If I did, we'd be in here fighting and I was in no mood for all that.

The room then went silent as I reverted my eyes to Dominic who sat there taking a pull from his blunt, pretending as if I wasn't even standing here. He was giving me the cold shoulder and I couldn't even blame him but it was breaking me to the core.

Looking down, I could feel tears brewing in my eyelids but I refused to let them fall. I'd been crying all night, I was so tired of crying. I just wanted to talk.

"Can we please talk?" I spoke barely over a whisper as he blew smoke through his nose, putting more weed in a bag.

"Please, Dominic." I begged and he scoffed, finally stopping what he was doing.

"Ain't shit for us to talk about, shawty." He slouched into the couch, still not even looking at me as I looked around the room.

All eyes were on me and to say it was embarrassing was an understatement. He was treating me horribly.

"You can let yourself out though." He went on, breaking me down even more.

"Dominic, plea-"

"Get the fuck out." He spat, finally looking at me with an empty stare. His eyes were low but they were swollen and red. He didn't have to say it and he didn't have to show it but I knew for a fact he was hurting.

"Baby, I'm sorry." I admitted for the hundredth time.

"I'm so sorry." I broke down, not even caring that everyone was watching us. My pride was nonexistent when it came to him. I loved him and I wasn't just going to let this go. We'd spent too much time building this relationship to just to watch it crumble because of one mistake.

Sighing heavily, he put his blunt out then stood to his feet. He then came over to me and grabbed my arm before forcefully pulling me outside.

"Baby." I cried as we made our way outside and he slammed the door behind us.

Now standing on the porch, he looked everywhere but me. He didn't want to look at me. He couldn't. It physically hurt him to and to know I was the cause of his pain was breaking me inside.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I love you so much." I expressed my sorrow with tears running down my face.

"I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to hurt us."

"I allowed my mom to get into my head and that was wrong. I just wanted to graduate. She knows just like you know that's all I've ever wanted. So she used that to her advantage to get me to leave you."

"So why not talk to me, T?" He snapped, finally looking at me with empty eyes.

"Why not tell what the fuck gon' on, so I can know."

"So I can fix it." He added.

"Huh?" He went on, making me look down. I had no answer, I was simply being stupid and hiding things from him.

"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again.

I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective.

"Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily.

"..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me.

"Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more.

"Look.." He trailed off, looking away again.

"Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me.

"Dominic." I pleaded.

"Don't say that. Please."

"Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

"Please, babe. I can fix it. I can fix this." I cried, my heart shattering. Hearing those words coming from his mouth was doing something to me. I couldn't believe this was happening right now. All because of my stupid decisions.

"Go home, Tiana." Was all he said, trying to walk away.

"Dominic." I cried out, grabbing his hoodie, making him stop in his tracks.

"Please don't just walk away."

"Tiana." He spoke sternly with his back to me.

"Don't leave me. I can make it right."

"Please, baby." I let his hoodie go, wiping my face clear of my tears.

"I ain't gon' tell you again, shawty."

"Go home." He spoke sternly, turning back around to me.

"Ain't shit you can do nomore. Whatchu could've done..you didn't do so gon' head." He spoke before looking down at my phone. It was buzzing in his pocket and it couldn't have been any more bad timing than this.

He simply shook his head with a harsh chuckle.

"And your shit still going off." He spat.

"Can we please just talk this out?"

"And can I have my phone back?" I went onto ask, realizing it was probably my mom calling me.

"What phone?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows and I just stood there with glossy eyes.

"This my phone na'." He bucked, trying to walk off again but I grabbed his arm.

"So you're going to just leave me without a phone?" I asked him in disbelief.

"You heard what the fuck I said. This my fuckin' phone."

"Please can I have my phone?"

"You want this shit, take it from me." He bucked at me and I couldn't believe it.

"Go ahead before I make a scene out this bitch, T." He chuckled to himself.

"Go ask Connor bitch ass for a new one or your moms since she run your whole life."

"Dominic, please." I begged.

"Go ahead yo." He spoke, making his way back into the house as I stood there.

"Baby." I cried out.

"Yo." He shook his head, obviously tired of my presence.

"If I come back out here and you still here, T.."

"I promise you all that love shit gon' go out the window. I'm tryin' my hardest to consider the love I still got for you but it ain't even worth it nomore."

"So go ahead before I really show you what's up with me."

Saying nothing else, I ignored his threat and made my way anyway. I knew I had to get home but I also knew that this wasn't over. We weren't over. He was just hurt right now and he had every right to be but we'd get back.

We always do.