'It feels like a door fell on my head,' Alyssa thought to herself as the throbbing continued in her temple area, the loud pounding on her front door awakening her. She sighed softly as she turned on her back, her dark brown eyes slowly opening, hoping the loud pounding would disappear if she pretended she wasn't home.
All she wanted to do was sleep the day away. Another night of indulging herself with Hennessy and coke at the bar around the corner from her Tampa apartment. A hobby that found her amongst other customers that dropped a ton of cash to forget about any personal issues that awaited them when they woke up the next day.
Alyssa could definitely relate.
But apparently the person on the other side of the door wouldn't let her perfect day turn into a reality.
"Alyssa I know you in there!" the person on the other side of the door yelled. "I saw your car outside!"
Alyssa groaned as she kicked her sheets off of her, her bare right foot slipping out the bed as the breeze from her small desktop fan made goosebumps appear on her bare thigh. She slid out the bed and wobbled to the door, scratching her head before swinging the door open, revealing her best friend Naomi on the other side.
Naomi's irritated scowl was replaced with a look of worry once she saw the state her friend was in.
"Girl you look terrible!" Naomi exclaimed causing Alyssa to smack her lips in response as she turned away from her friend.
"Gee thanks," she mumbled as she wobbled back to her bed and fell back down.
Naomi made her way into the apartment and closed the door behind her. She placed her purse on Alyssa's wooden kitchen table. She made her way over to the cabinet and grabbed a glass to fill with water.
"So I guess this could explain why you missed out on meeting me for breakfast this morning?" she asked, placing the glass on the night stand. She placed her hand under her friend's shoulder and helped her sit up slowly.
Alyssa sighed as she took the glass of water and Aspirin Naomi handed her, slipping the pill into her mouth. She took a small swallow of water. "My fault. I totally forgot."
Naomi frowned as she smelled Alyssa's Hennessy scented breath. "I see you had an eventful night last night."
"Naomi don't start."
"I just made a comment Lyssa."
"Yes I went to the bar last night. I had a stressful day at work dealing with bitchy divas so I went to unwind. Is that such a problem?" Alyssa asked, the snippiness dripping from her tone.
Naomi parted her lips but quickly shut her mouth. She really wasn't trying to argue with Alyssa and come off sounding like a nagging mother. Alyssa was grown and so it was perfectly fine for her to grab a drink to unwind from work if she wanted.
"Well start getting ready. We can go grab a quick bite to eat before we head to the mall."
Alyssa groaned as she quickly remembered the fact that she was supposed to accompany Naomi to the mall to help her find an dress for her engagement dinner later that evening that she was throwing with her fiancee Jimmy.
"Do we really have to go to the mall Naomi?" Alyssa asked as she reached over and turned her fan off. "I'm sure you have PLENTY of dresses you can wear to the dinner in your closet already."
Naomi waved off her friend and shook her head. "Nope. You're not getting out of this one. I want a brand new dress to wear tonight. And don't you dare try telling me that I should try to save money when you have clothes in your closet with tags still on them," she said with a sigh, running a hand through her long black hair. "Look Alyssa I know you been going through some shit lately. And I've been there as your best friend to help you the best way I know how. But now I need you to be there as my best friend and maid of honor. I'm getting ready to marry Jimmy and the shit is exciting and overwhelming all at the same time. This may be selfish of me to ask but I just need you be there for me this time and help me get through this."
Alyssa bit the inside corner of her lip as she looked into her friend's pleading eyes. It was true that while she went through the rough patch recently that Naomi was there when she needed her, despite planning a wedding. Now it was her turn to do the same.
Alyssa nodded her head as she swung her legs off the bed before leaning forward and hugging Naomi. She pulled back and pushed herself off the bed, grabbing her towel and robe as she made her way to the bathroom in the corner of her studio apartment. "Just give me a few minutes to get myself together so I won't look like death warmed up in a microwave," she tossed over her shoulder to her friend before disappearing into the bathroom.
A loud, deep yawn escaped from Roman's mouth as he walked out the bathroom in his hotel room, a towel wrapped around his waist. He shook his head as he watched the slender, naked female body stir slightly, the sheets haphazardly strewn across her bottom half, her breasts exposed to his view.
Roman bent over and picked her short black mini dress off the floor, tossing it on her body before his large hand shook her shoulder.
"Hey," he barked. "You gotta go."
The girl groaned as she started to awaken, stretching her arms above her head before sitting up, her mascara stained on her face and blonde hair sticking on top of her head.
"What time is it?" Summer Rae asked groggily.
"Time for you to go," Roman repeated as he dropped his towel on the floor revealing his naked muscular body and sitting on the bed. He heard the sheets rustle behind him as he silently thanked God that Summer Rae finally got the hint to disappear immediately. He released an agitated sigh as he felt her arms snake around his midsection.
"I had fun last night. I can't wait for next time."
Roman shrugged her off his shoulders and shook his head. Once again he didn't know why he even allowed her into his room when she showed up the night before. But he did. And before he knew it they were fucking again. Now here they were in the same situation that they always ended up in: her wanting their arrangement to transform into something more and him wanting her to simply disappear. "Look there won't be a next time," he told with an even tone, running a hand over his face. "I'm getting tired of this and pretending that I like you more than I do because I really don't. So before you even fall deeper I'm ending it. Now once again, it's time for you to go because I have shit to do."
Summer Rae smacked her lips and rolled her eyes, snatching her dress off the bed before slipping it up her slender legs. "Fine. I can take a fuckin hint Reigns. Don't come begging back for more. You'll get promptly denied."
"Don't worry. I won't come back," he retorted, silently telling himself that even if he was crazy enough to go back for seconds, Summer Rae would eagerly accept his advances and quickly forget this moment now. He pulled his gray boxer briefs up his legs before tossing on a tank top, still refusing to make eye contact with her. She stepped in front of him, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder, her 5 inch heels in her hand, arms crossed over her chest. Roman finally looked into her face, his eyebrow raised. "Did you need something?" he asked, not really caring about her response.
Summer Rae smacked her lips again and turned on her heel, leaving Roman's room in a huff. SOnce she left, Roman rolled his gray orbs before grabbing his iPhone off the nightstand to check his messages and make a quick call to his cousin Jimmy.
"Hey man what's going on? It's Roman. Anyway what time is this engagement dinner tonight?" he asked Jimmy. "Aiight man. Just text me the address and I'll see you later tonight."
Roman dropped the phone on the bed as a someone loudly banged on his hotel door. He sighed, hoping it wasn't Summer Rae wanting to bother him again as he pushed himself off the bed. He swung the door open.
"What now?" he asked with an agitated sigh.
"Caught you at a bad time dude?" Roman's friend and stable mate, Dean, asked, his brows furrowed in amusement.
"Sorry. Thought you were someone else," Roman mumbled as he walked back into the room allowing Dean and his other friend and stable mate, Seth, to walk in.
"Rough morning with a Miss Summer Rae huh?" Seth asked with a cheeky grin. Roman shook his head as a chuckle left his lips. "Welp I guess you have earned your spot her shit list."
Roman shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever. I don't even care. I'm getting too old for this shit," Roman ranted as he slipped on his sneakers.
Dean scoffed. "Look I say as long as you don't let it interfere with your career it's okay to use these broads for a little fun. Don't tell me you're getting soft on me boy."
"Yeah Roman," Seth chimed in. "You've been the pioneer of the 'fuck em, leave em' movement. You telling us the playboy is getting tired of the lifestyle?"
Roman bit the corner of his lip thoughtfully, wondering if he should tell his friends the truth. Should he tell them that he was tired of fuckin the airheads that had nothing to offer but some head and a piece of ass for him to bust a nut to. Should he tell them that seeing his cousin Jimmy preparing to marry the woman that he loved with all his heart had him feeling that itch? That he was getting to the point where he wanted to find a woman that he could build a life with that reminded him of his parents. That he wanted to find a woman that could eventually become his wife, the mother of his children, and his life partner until he was old and gray? Should he tell them that he was ready to finally grow the fuck up now that he was close to 30?
Instead, he shook his head, a coy smile appearing on his face.
"Man y'all crazy," he replied with a chuckle. His friends grinned at his response.
"Oh I thought you were bitchin out for a second Reigns," Dean said making his way to the door, Seth following closely behind. "Knowing you, you'll find a replacement piece of ass as soon as you walk out this hotel."
The three friends shared a laugh as Roman grabbed his belongings off the night stand before following his friends out the room.
