Free In the Life by Will Blue Page A

ringing off the hook. Surprise, surprise. It was Morris. He kept calling and calling. I was not answering. I put the phone on silent after like the seventh time. Without another thought, I grabbed my coat and headed for the door. Hopefully, Breion would be home.
     
    Chapter 16
     
    I couldn't help but relax in the position that I was in. I was beginning to drift off into a very deep sleep. The sounds of Kanye West's ‘Can’t Tell Me Nothing' alerted me to the fact that my phone was ringing. That was Curtis' ringtone. It was very fitting, or at least that is what I thought.
     
    "Have you talked to him?" Curtis' interrogation began
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    "Nope," I said plainly had not wanted to talk to Morris for the past week and a half for several reasons. Yes, I did love him, but I was still mad. I knew that if I talked to him, I would have melted and surrendered with every word. However, I felt comfortable with my anger at the time. He had ignored me. This was supposed to be his punishment. If he did not care about me, I did not care about him. That couldn't be further from the truth though.
     
    "You know that the movie is number one for the second week in a row, right?"
     
    "Yeah, Lailiana has another number one to her tally."
     
    "You mean Morris."
     
    "Sure," I said as I rolled over onto Breion's chest. He had really been a comfort to me. Through all that I had been through with Morris, Breion had been there. There had been several nights that I had cried to Breion about how I missed Morris and he had been nothing but supportive. Breion had been my sanity.
     
    "Well, then you also know he will be home next week then? Jay and Brent are planning a party for him on the 21st."
     
    "Ummm Cee, I will holla at you later, man. I am not feeling well."
     
    "You mean that Breion is beside you."
     
    "Breion knows the deal." He did not flinch as I lay on top of him. Instead, he traced my eyebrows with his forefinger. It was very soothing and sweet. I almost got lost in his touch.
     
    "But how long is he gonna be cool with it, Tre? You cannot tell me that he is happy playing the second fiddle. That nigga wants you all for himself and you just playing him like a plan b."
     
    "That's not true." I could hear Curtis' laugh through the phone.
     
    "It ain't? Are you sure? You are sure spending time with him like that's your man." Curtis paused for a second. "Just don't hurt him the way you think Morris has hurt you"
     
    "It's not even like that." I said as I looked Breion in the eyes, His touches were getting more sensual to me. Within moments, Curtis had left the conversation and left us to our private dialogue.
     
    "Tre, do you like me?" I could see all of Breion's emotions with his one statement. I nodded and he got up from the bed where we were laying in. He went into the bathrooom and came back with something in his hand. It was in a baby blue Tiffany's jewlery box. What the hell was in there?
     
     
    Chapter 17
     
    A loud, annoying sound jerked me away from my nice and peaceful sleep. I turned over and saw that it was Breion's alarm clock. I looked over at him and saw that he was still fast asleep. I knew his schedule well enough to press the off button without waking him up. He didn't have anything major to do until that night so he could sleep a few more hours. I sat up in his bed while still trying to fully wake up. It was Saturday so I didn't have anything to do either, but I did have some minor errands to run.
     
    I grabbed my cell phone which was placed on the nearby nightstand. I looked and saw that I had five missed calls. One was from Curtis, another was from my mother, and three were from Morris. I decided not to call him back until after my shower and change of clothes. It wasn't until I was putting on the diamond earrings, from Tiffany’s that Breion bought for me that I called him back.
     
    "What's up," I said plainly.
     
    "Hey baby. Where are you at?"
     
    "Don't worry about all that, sir. You called?" I was trying to