Once I got back in my room, I tried to call Love again. The phone would ring, but quickly reach voicemail.
I sat there on the edge of the bed with my phone in my hand, replaying the whole conversation we had the night before.
How he looked at me, the basic questions that he asked me that I could hardly answer.
Tears fell down my face. I wanted Love home, I wanted to talk, I wanted to fix things. I just didn’t know how.
I felt like I couldn’t sit in my skin, so I hopped up and took a shower, thinking that it would calm my mind, but it didn’t. It actually made me think more.
Once I got myself together, I FaceTimed my girls, and as they picked up, they each looked at me funny.
“Are you okay?” Kenya asked.
“Yeah, what is going on over there?” Renee asked.
I took a deep breath, trying to say what I needed to before I started crying.
“I need y’all to come over. Me and Love got into an argument last night, and he left…he hasn’t been back.”
There was a slight pause on the phone.
“We are on the way,” Kenya said softly, while I could see Deja and Renee getting their shit together to leave out.
Once the phone hung up, I curled up on the bed and cried, and when I had no more tears in me, I just lay in the bed staring at the same spot on the wall until I heard the doorbell.
I got up slowly and walked down, opened the door, and all three of them ran in, wrapping their arms around me.
“My baby, your eyes are so puffy,” Deja said.
“And have you eaten?” Renee asked. “If you don’t want to eat for you, you need to eat for that baby.”
Kenya pulled away from me and looked me in my eyes. “Everything will be okay. Trust me.”
They walked me into my kitchen; they already brought food and drinks with them as we sat around the island.
Renee fixed me a plate of food, and they all looked at me like my momma used to until I took a bite.
“Where is Amir?” Deja asked.
“Upstairs,” I said through small bites.
“I’ma go check on him.”
Deja walked off while Renee and Kenya didn’t take their eyes off me until all the food was gone.
“Do you feel better?” Renee asked.
I nodded slightly.
After making sure Amir was good, Deja came back, and we moved to the basement.
“Okay,” Kenya said as I sat down, getting comfortable. “Now tell us, what the hell has happened?”
They were all ears, waiting for me to explain my life at that very moment.
I took a deep breath and looked up to the ceiling.
“We went to a get-together at his cousin’s house, and the topic of when we were getting married got brought up, and I didn’t know what to say.”
