Chapter 9
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"Um, apparently."
Shane held my hand.
"Is everything alright?" he asked concerned and probably noticing how slightly terrified I seemed to be.
"Yes, yes. Bye. Tell Sloane I couldn't meet her. Greet her for me."
I tried to leave but he didn't let go.
"Shane I– I need to go!"
"We have to meet again. I'll call you."
"Okay, okay fine."
He let me go and I ran out of the restaurant.
*
I reached my apartment and was shocked to find Josh standing outside, furious.
"Josh I'm sorr–"
"Save it! I came to see you and that bitch you call a friend won't let me in."
"I'm so sorry." I quickly opened the door and let him in.
Keisha was found comfortable in the apartment, manipulating her phone in the living room.
"Keisha, you shouldn't have done this." I whispered to her before josh joined us.
"You slut! The next time I'll teach you a lesson!" he threatened Keisha. She turned to him, wide eyed.
"Yo, are you crazy? Who are you calling a slut? Huh? pig! Don't you fricken come to my place and threatened me! I ain't Shayenne!"
I knew things were gonna get out of hand soon. Josh was furious.
"I'll kill you!" he made his way angrily towards Keisha. I held his arm but he pushed me aside so hard that I fell on the floor.
"Josh, no!" I screamed.
Before he could get close enough to hurt Keisha, a sharp knife appeared in her hand and from almost nowhere. Josh halted.
"That's right motherfucker, no more steps. I ain't afraid to use it on your meat infested belly. One more step and I make you pork even before you touch me." Keisha too was furious. Josh couldn't dare her. He angrily turned to me.
"I'm breaking our engagement."
'WHAT?!'
"What?! Josh!"
Tears immediately welled up my eyes. I was shocked.
"Are you serious?! Why?!"
"Yes! Unless you decide to leave this stupid dream of yours and come with me! Look at this! This mad girl wants to kill me cuz I came to visit my fiancée."
I couldn't believe my ears.
"Josh, please! Don't!"" I was sobbing like a kid. I even grabbed his leg, given that I was still sitting on the floor.
"Then follow me. Back to Boston so we get married!"
"Josh I– I..." I couldn't. I'd worked too hard for this, "I can't. Please. Don't do this."
He pushed me aside.
"Fine! I give you two whole months to think. Else it's over for good."
Then he turned to Keisha,
"And as for you, you'll regret this. We'll meet again."
"Yeah, right. Get out of my apartment before I make you moving bacon!" she replied, angrily.
Josh left furiously. I was frozen. I couldn't move. Life was over for me. Keisha's act had caused this. And at the same time, it made me see who Josh was within. Why did he throw me like that? Why?
The next thing I felt was the cold floor as I passed out just like that. Something that had never happened to me.
***
That night I felt down. My eyes were swollen and my mouth seemed bitter. I couldn't believe he'd done this to me. Keisha joined me in my room.
"Sha, you might be angry with me but we need to talk."
"I'm not angry with you."
"Okay girl, tell me something."
I looked at her.
"After what happened, do you think Josh loves you?"
I shook my head no.
"Good. Thank goodness you've finally admitted it. I know you knew it a long time ago but you chose to believe otherwise."
I felt tears roll down my cheeks again.
"Josh is– He is a bastard!" I sniffed, "A wicked bastard!"
Keisha hugged me, clearly relieved with what I'd just said.
"I told you. You deserve better. You'll find someone soon."
I looked at her.
"I don't want to."
"What?"
"My heart got broken this night. And I'm hurt. I don't ever want to experience the same thing. Never again! Falling for someone who doesn't share your feelings."
Keisha was quiet for a while.
"You can't remain single all your life."
"Trust me. It's easy. Please, I... I need sleep, Kee."
"But–"
"Please."
After a quiet while, Keisha left me alone.
I still loved that idiot but I promised to eradicate those feelings. I'd had enough. I hated him at the same time. It was time to take my own decisions.
***
My days from then were cold. I deleted Josh's number so I wouldn't be tempted to call him. I hated my weaknesses. I wish I was as emotionally strong as Keisha. She hardly got affected by her relationships.
I was more quiet and didn't bother to have fun or go out after my classes. Keisha did her best to cheer me up but it was hard. That week wasn't a good one for me.
*
On Thursday, that same week, I didn't have a class but Keisha did. I stayed alone at the apartment. And all of a sudden, I remembered Shane. He hadn't called since but anyway, I wasn't in the mood.
As if knowing I was thinking of him, I received a call from him. I picked it up.
"Hello, Shane."
"Hi Shayenne . What's wrong? You don't sound well."
"Um, nothing. Personal issues."
"What? Is it josh?" he asked.
"Yes, but I don't wanna talk about him if you don't mind."
"I do mind."
"Shane, please. I want to forget it. Plus I can't tell you anything through the phone."
"Then I'll come to you."
I frowned a little in surprise.
"Wh– what?"
"Yeah. You seem to need someone to talk to."
"I have Keisha."
"You're not still convincing me, honey. You need to speak to someone of the opposite sex, in my opinion."
He was somewhat right. I had questions to ask that only another man could answer. Why were they so heartless? Why did they treat women like objects? But, I couldn't. It Was my private life.
