Chapter 28: Hints


I've never felt so lonely. I absolutely miss Tobias, and now that he's back at work and I have absolutely nothing to do all day has me in the blues. Things are moving so quick! I can barely process it all. One moment I'm studying in a hot library and now I am with my boyfriend who has money and gives me anything I ask for. I have many friends that I can barely keep up in the group text and I have two interviews in one day Tuesday for Managing Editors for two companies and I have absolute butterflies in my stomach. I don't find myself working on my book, or taking pictures like I used to. It seems like once I started dating Tobias, I had to put that on hold and be around him because it's what my body craves.

Christina wanted me to come home for once and spend the day with her and Tyla. Marlene has two gigs of babysitting and then she is working some time at the gym, Shauna is at the bank and all of our other friends are busy except Tyla and she wants to make a YouTube video and I don't mind. I need something to get my mind off of the nerves I have for my interview and sadness that I don't have my boyfriend leaving me.

"Hello guys! Tis' I and Chrissy." I wave at the camera and tuck my hair behind my ear. My hair is straightened once again because Tobias keeps pulling my hair and making me sweat so I needed a touch-up. I have on a light gray t-shirt with a pair of jeans and socks with my hair in a baseball cap, "We also have. . ." I trail off.

"WOLFTYLA!" Tyla jumps out and we chuckle, "Hello people, thanks for joining us." She smiles at the camera and tucks her hair behind her hair and sits in the middle of Christina and I.

Christina smiles and waves her hands at the camera, "You guys keep asking for Tris and myself to do a freaking story time. Why? I don't know. I guess you want to take a peak inside our crazy but lit lives. We have a total of 2 vlogs and those views are in the millions! You guys are the real MVP." She wipes a fake tear from her eye, "Anyways, this particular story is going to be about my bestfriend here, Tris, boyfriend party that we had in Brooklyn and hopefully we will leave you in tears." She smirks a the camera.

"So, it starts out as a long week of planning it. You know. Tris hit me up and was like, you know that my boyfriend birthday is coming up and he showers me with gits. Let's throw him a party." Christina tells the camera, "I was down for a party and to plan it. It was fun to plan it and I'm glad we did. It turned out great in the end. But, all the hell we went through. Damn." She shakes her head and I chuckle.

"It was kind of difficult because he doesn't like parties that much or really being around people. . . that much. So, throwing this big party for him was a risk. We found a great venue and went shopping, yada yada yada. So, the day before was really tough because all week we had people coming to his party. We had to use social media's that he hates like Twitter and Tumblr." I laugh, "Anyways, we all went to shop and get ready for the party and when he came home I was surprised that he didn't ask me why I had my nails done and hair slayed. That was the day that it was his birthday. I dressed him up and lied to him telling him that it was a road block which led him to the party."

Tyla claps her hands together, "Now, this is where the juicy part starts to happen. We're at the party and waiting for the couple. And all of a sudden, as I am dancing, we hear shouting and we knew that the birthday boy has just arrived. The night went by great, these two cuddled up in the corner making out," She points to me, "So, the night goes by amazing. We're lit! You know, dancing, dabbing, drinking, smoking, grinding. All that. Then, it all gets fuzzy for me."

"Yeah, I was pretty tipsy and after pulling those two apart for dancing and eating cake. We left, we're all in the parking lot and we give him the gifts." Christina lets out a laugh.

"Mind you, my friends are like drunk or tipsy except for my boyfriend and I."

"That's because she wanted to get laid." I roll my eyes at Christina who pokes my cheek.

"Anyways," I exaggerate, "So, we're all you know crowding out of the party because the security guy came to us and he was all like. 'We gotta go! We've been here all night and you people are crazy, I want to go home!' So, I was kind of tipsy and I was like, 'Okay, alright.'" I say in a joking voice, "We're all about to get in our car and we've had one person that didn't drink. I think we had like three cars there, anyways, Tyla goes off."

Tyla laughs loudly and I continue to laugh, "I do remember bits and pieces of this part. I saw you go to the car and I lose it. Like, I was screaming and telling everyone to not let her drive. I grab my man and was like, 'you can't let her drive! She's drunk and high, you can't let her drive because if she dies then I won't have as many friends!"

"We're all trying not to laugh at this point and she runs up to Four, Tris' boyfriend, and was like, 'Don't let her drive! She's drunk." Christina clutches her stomach, "We all saw Tris get into the passenger seat and Four was just staring at her with confusion and then told Christian to get her home safely."

"It was a crazy night, but I had fun." I blush, remembering every detail that night.

"SHE'S BLUSHING! WHAT HAPPENED WHEN YOU WENT HOME!" Christina shouts.

I roll my eyes, "Nothing happened." Tobias and I had sex and it was great, when I woke up the next morning, I was very sore. But, lingering memories of Nita in the hallway still is a true reminder in my head.

Flashback:

We hear the elevator ding and I furrow my eyebrows about to open the door when I see her tan body with a tight dress covering her body, nauseating me. Her dark brown hair flows down her back and she glares at Tris, "Happy birthday, birthday boy. I heard that you had a party and I wasn't invited. I have to say that I am really dissapointed." She gives me a smile and her eyes slide to my girlfriend who challenges her back.

"You weren't invited, you can go now. We were in the middle of something." Tris says, crossing her arms over her chest. She's so hot when she's mad.

"Fine, I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday." I've never seen Nita give up so easily. She gives me one last smile and Tris a glance before turning back to the elevator, swaying her hips. Something seems fishy about this, she would still be standing here and arguing with me if it were the real Nita. But, she left.

End of Flashback:

"Alright! Thanks for listening to our rant. Goodbye!"


[Tobias]

I throw my bag over my shoulder and leave the office, "Have a nice night, Four." Gianna smiles at me and I return it, all I want right now is to go home to my girlfriend. Last night she stayed with the girls and all I want is kiss her lips that I missed all day. I walk down to the main entrance and to the underground garage. It doesn't take me long to get home because I live like almost 26 blocks away and I know shortcuts.

I park the car and as soon as I start to walk out, my body collides with a slightly tall figure. My hands grab their arm to stop them from falling and when I look down I see her, of all people, Nita, "Thanks." She says in a low, 'seductive', voice. I let go of her instantly and she stumbles out of my arms, "Gee, thanks. How was your day?" She questions as she follows me to the elevator but I stop and turn around, she almost hits me again but halts, the sound of her heels sounding throughout the garage.

"Nita, stop trying to make small talk. I have a girlfriend who is upstairs wanting to see me," Her face falls and hurt flies through her eyes but is replaced with her usual taunting and lustful look, "So, instead of you trying to pry into my life, I'm gonna stop you right there. I don't want you, the only woman I want is that beautiful lady upstairs waiting for me. Good day." I step inside the elevator and it closes, leaving her standing there looking extremely pissed. . . just the way I want her.

I step inside the apartment and the first thing I hear is music. I've gotten used to walking in on her dancing and singing music. It's a slow song and I notice Lana Del Rey's instantly. I slowly walk to the kitchen, following the aromatics of spices, my stomach growling instantly. I worked all day and didn't eat lunch because I had to help two females out that had someone break into their accounts. When I enter the kitchen I see my girlfriend in a pair of shorts that hug her butt tightly and a t-shirt that is also tight on her. Her beautiful hair is pulled into her bun and I lean against the wall with my hands in my pocket and watch as she sways her hips as she sings, "Well my boyfriend's in a band, he plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed. I've got feathers in my hair, I get down to beat poetry, and my jazz collections rare," She sings, her voice is music to anyone's ear, but to mines it's something totally different. I watch her swing her hips as she stirs something in a pot, "I can play most anything, I'm a Brooklyn baby, I'm a Brooklyn baby."

I walk up to her and place my hands on her hips and kiss her delightful neck, "I thought you were a Queens baby." She jumps and turns around to me, "Hello, babygirl." I kiss her lips, without waiting for her response. I missed her lips all day and I craved them. I caught myself thinking about them while I was looking for research, while I talked to Zeke and Will. I missed her and I never felt this way about a person, not until my mother left me when she died. She kisses me back and her hands fly to my hair while I slip my tongue past her lips and my hands travel down to her back―

"Mmh." She shakes her head, some spit trailing on her lips and she wipes it away, "Time for dinner, you must be exhausted." I frown as she turns away from me. I sigh and take off my tie. I haven't seen her for a day and some time, all I want to do is lock her up in the bedroom and have Harrison knocking on the wall again.

"I am exhausted but not too much for-" She cuts me off again with her turning around and kissing my lips. She shoo's me to the bedroom and I quickly undress into my pajamas. I just want to be around her because she brings me happiness. It's such a treat to see her in my kitchen and comfortable. I return to the kitchen and I see her spooning some food onto the plates and it looks great.

"I made some Puerto Rican cuisine." She smiles at me as she looks in the cabinets and finds two wine glasses, she places them on the island and grabs some wine I got for her in the alcohol cabinet, "Arroz con pollo. Translation, chicken and rice. My màma would probably kill me since I actually cut the chicken in cubes instead of leaving it whole. Stop looking at my butt." She says when she turns back around to the stove.

I throw my head back and chuckle, I put my hands on her waist and she cuts off the music, "I can't help it, it's just there and wants me to look at it. Everyone does." I mumble. Guys obviously can't get the hint to stop staring at her butt when she isn't looking, especially at the gym. I have to nearly shove my tongue down her throat to get my point across, "I love it." I slap her butt and she lets out playful shriek while going on the other side of the table and I sit beside her.

I take my first spoonful and moan. This is better than any Hispanic restaurant I've ever been to. She's perfect. She's smart, kind, beautiful, and can cook. This couldn't get any better, "It's delicious." I moan again and a blush forms across her face and I pull her lips to mine. She pulls away quickly and continues to eat, she's right, this food is too good to stop eating, "Thank you. This is such a treat to come home to."

She smiles again and thanks me. We sit there together, indulging in our food and I decide to break the comfortable silence, "I can't wait for dessert." Her eyebrows shoot up and she takes a small sip of her drink, "I had it before and it's the best that I could have ever tasted. Sweet, flavorful, delicious, and-"

"Okay, Tobias." She lets out a small chuckle, her cheeks inflamed with pink and she takes a long sip of her drink making me laugh, "This is going to be a long night I see."

"You have no idea."