“How Riot? How the fuck you going to get home? You booked a flight already?” I asked her.
“No. Ima ask somebody downstairs to help me book it. I want to get the fuck away from you!” she screamed at me, and that shit made me chuckle. It wasn’t funny, but I was chuckling to keep from spazzing.
“Oh, so now you want to get the fuck away from me? A bitch call my phone, spit out a bunch of irrelevant shit, and now all of a sudden you want to get the fuck away from me? Yeah, aight. I ain’t letting you leave. Your family will kill my ass if I let you leave out of this country without me, and something happens to you. You might as well roll that lil luggage back into the closet and sit the fuck down somewhere!” I was being dead ass serious with her.
I wasn’t surprised when she tested me, walking past me, still trying to get to the front door.
I politely took the suitcase out of her hands, and I pushed that shit behind me.
“You might as well sit the fuck down. I already told you that you not about to go nowhere. If you wanna fake break up with me, then that’s cool. Stay your ass in this motha fuckin room though,” I snapped, but I was still calm though.
She was just as calm as I was, and I really didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing. She tried to walk her ass over to me, so that she could take the luggage from behind me, but I pushed it even further back, and I followed it, not allowing her to get to it.
“You see how you testing me? I’m trying not to show you that other side of me. Give me my shit, so that I can get the fuck from around you!” she screamed this time, getting in my face.
“I just told you that I’m not letting your ass go no fuckin where! We came to this country together, and we going to leave this bitch together. I’m not understanding you right now, Riot. How you let a bitch have that much power over your judgement? That one little phone call will have you not wanting to fuck with me again? If wronged you, and if that bitch got on the phone telling you that I just fucked her the day before we left to come out here, you would have every right to be mad at me. I would just have to take that to the chin. That shit ain’t fair to me that you punishing me for some old ass shit!” I tried to play cool at first, and act like I wasn’t fazed by her trying to break up with me, but that’s not what I wanted.
The fact that I was holding her, and her suitcase hostage, should prove to her that I gave a fuck about her. If she was any other woman, I would have watched her as she walked out of the door and wouldn’t have cared whatever route she was going to take to get back home.
“I want to see the stuff that she said she was going to post. Show it to me,” her dumb ass changed the subject.
“I’m not showing you shit! Why the fuck would I show you what she posted, if I know that it’s just going to make you even madder?” I questioned.
“She has videos of ya’ll having sex?” she wanted to know.
“Man, watch out. I ain’t answering that shit. Didn’t you just break up with me? Fuck you care what I had going on with her? We single now,” I spat, and that comment enraged her, soshe took off on me, as if she was getting ready to hit me, but I was fast, picking her little ass up by her hips, and I aggressively pushed her into the wall.
I held her up by her hips, with her back pinned up against the wall, as she was talking shit, telling me to put her down. Her legs were dangling in the air, and she looked like the second I let her go, her ass was going to start swinging on me.
“I’ll knock your short ass out!” I taunted her, shaking her as I held her in the air, knowing damn well that I wasn’t going to hit her.
“I should have never let you fuck me!” she talked shit, and I laughed.
“You a fuckin lie. Which fuck are you referring to though? The one we did last night in bed? The one this morning on the balcony? Shit, we went back to the bed this afternoon, and down on the floor. Riot, stop fuckin playing with me. Can’t you see that you not going to be the bitch that hoes is laughing at in Miami? I got you out here in Mexico with me. No other bitch that I dealt with can say that shit! I been going to sleep and waking up next to you. It’s footage of us out in public with our tongues all down each other’s throat. Hoes gone look at you, and it’s going to be obvious that I love your dumb ass!” I snapped.
I was even shocked that I said that last part. You could tell that she was shocked too. It was the way her eyes budged, and the hardcore look that she had on her face, it immediately softened.
I felt like a simp for standing here, telling this dumb ass girl that I loved her, especially since she just broke up with me. I put her ass down on the floor, allowing her to stand up on her own two feet, and I backed away from her.
I went over to the foot of the bed, choosing to sit there. I parted my legs a little bit, and I placed my hands behind me on the bed, eyes on her with a mug on my face, as she slowly walkedover to me. She stood between my legs, and it’s as if she was waiting to say the right words to me.
“You love me, Dolo?” she asked, and I sucked my teeth.
“Nah. I don’t even know why the fuck I said that shit,” I lied, knowing damn well that I loved her, and I didn’t want to see her walk out of this door.
I didn’t know where Riot stood with me. This relationship shit was new for me, but I was trying. I just sat down with my boys earlier, telling them that I was going to commit, and do right by her. I wasn’t going into this shit guarded like she was. I felt like she was going to put that wall up when it came to me because she had fears that I wasn’t going to properly take care of her heart.
“You said it because you meant it,” her ass had the nerve to say.
“Nah. I didn’t. I was talking too fast, and that shit just slipped out. I won’t dare repeat it though because I know you don’t feel the same way,” I voiced.
“I do feel the same way. That’s why I’m angry,” she tried to justify that shit, but I wasn’t trying to hear it.
“How you claim to love me, but just a minute ago, your ass was ready to walk out the fuckin door, and go back home to Miami? Love don’t work like that Bean. I never loved another woman outside of my mama, and some of the women in my family. The way I feel about you, I never felt this way about anyone else that I’ve been involved with, and that’s how I know it’s love. You was ready to walk out the door. I wasn’t ready for you to walk out of it, and that’s how I know that the feelings aren’t mutual, love. You playing a game with me, building up walls, blocking off your heart like a nigga just so fucked up that I’m going to intentionally hurt you. Back when we were home in Miami, and you were trying on that dress, you looked me in my eyes and told me that I was going to be your first boyfriend, andyou didn’t want me to give you a bad experience. I heard you when you said that shit. I haven’t fucked up yet, but you trying to leave me,” I was so mad that I really wanted to push her ass from standing in front of me, but there was still this part of me that didn’t want her to move.
Riot was nowhere near the overly affectionate type. She was slowly getting there though. Like, since we’ve been on this trip, I haven’t been the only one to initiate a kiss. She’ll do it too. She’ll wrap her arms around me and melt into my arms. At night, she’ll lay up under me as well. It was still shit that she was learning along the way, but she even shocked me when she stepped closer, and she straddled my lap. I kept my hands behind me on the bed, still sporting this mug on my face, as I looked down at her.
“I do feel the same way about you, Dolo. I really enjoy being around you. I don’t have many friends. The only friend I have is Demi. When I’m around you, I feel like I’m chilling with one of my friends. One of my friends that I have deep feelings for though. I’ll never forget the way you treated me yesterday leading up to the party. The way you kept calling me beautiful. All night last night throughout the party, I started tapping into these feelings for you, and I could feel my body reacting to you in a way that I’ve never reacted to anyone before. I feel safe with you. I can fall asleep peacefully around you because I don’t have to be so guarded. I know you’ll protect me when I’m with you, and I don’t say that lightly because I told you early on that I lack trust when it comes to people,” she started, and then she sighed, thinking about what she wanted to say next.
