:::::::::: I used to have this movie....but then it got messed up. cries Not only that but this used to be my story on another name. Maybe you heard of it? xXsavvyloveXx? Anywayz...this is reposted on my new name so please review!:::::::::::

The dial tone from the phone was heard in the living room. Tisa was calling her boyfriend because he was supposed to have picked her up for a little 6 month anniversary dinner about half an hour ago. She was beginning to get worried. She twirled her finger around the cord, biting her bottom lip, waiting for him to pick up his cell phone. He didn't pick up. She carefully placed the phone back down and just stood there thinking about the terrible things that could have happened to him.

She sighed and walked towards the door thinking that maybe if she went to 'Le Pajor' then perhaps he would be there waiting for her, just as worried as she was. But the only thing was that he had never forgotten about this type of thing before. 'Maybe he's sick.' she thought. But he surely would have called her. She stood at the door with her hand on the knob trying to decide whether or not to stop by at his apartment. She shrugged and walked out of her apartment and into a waiter pushing a cart with an order of food on it. A glass of wine fell over, spilling the staining red juice onto the waiters blue pants. He jumped back in surprise then gave Tisa a crude look. She apologized and quickly made her way onto the New York streets.

The park was right outside her apartment building. So it seemed to be a little darker on that street then the one she had just turned down. She stood at the curb and waved a hand in the air as she called for a cab. A drunken man clumsily made his way to her and grabbed the bottom of her skirt and attempted to pull it up. She spun around and smashed her purse into the side of his face, sending him flying into the pavement.

"C'mon baby. I'll pay." he slurred.

"Jerk." she spat as she climbed into a taxi.

"Where to miss?" the driver asked.

"2nd street." she replied and fluffed her skirt in attempt to get the wrinkles the man placed in it, to come loose.

"Are alright? Do you want me to call the police?" the driver asked.

"No. I think I took care of him." she replied and looked back. The man had walked into the street and was calling out to her. A truck pulled up behind him and homked the horn, startling the man. Tisa turned back around giggling to herself. She looked ahead of her watching the cars pass by.

After a few blocks ahead the cab pulled over in front of a brick building with a green and white striped canopy in front of it, over the door. She paid the man and got out, walking to the doors. A man in a suit opened the door for her as he welcomed her into the building. She made her way through the brightly lit up lobby and walked into an empty elevator. She pressed button eleven and the elevator budged then jolted up. She walked to her Jarry's door and began to knock on it.

"Jerry? Baby it's me. You gonna answer the door?" she called out.

There wasn't an answer so she got a key, he gave to her out and let herself in. Soft music was being played and candles were lit everywhere. She figured this was something that he had done for her. She smiled and took in the scent of lavender innocence. She walked towards his bedroom, but heard giggling. Another woman's voice was heard, followed by several moans and laughing. His and hers together. Tisa felt the heat rising inside her and swung the door open.

That's when their relationship had finally come to an end. There Chris was, on top of some scrawny woman who was running her fingers up and down his back as he kissed down her stomach.

"YOU BASTARD!" Tisa burst out. She stormed into the room tossing her purse to the side.

Chris and his fellow woman sprung up in surprise.

"Tisa!?"

"Who's she!?" the woman asked.

"I WAS his girlfriend." Tisa answered for her.

"I'm his girlfriend!" the woman retorted.

Who the hell is she?" Tisa quietly asked, her lip quivering.

Chris sighed and looked at the sheets. "Her names Marissa." he mumbled.

"I can't believe you....after you told me you loved me!"

"He told me he loved me too!" Marissa shouted and slapped him, getting out of bed.

Tisa shook her head and walked out the room, tears streaming down her face.

Chris shot out of bed stumbling on his way. "Tisa! Wait!"

Tisa walked out of his apartment and called for a cab back home. Little did she know, but Chris was following her. She got out of the cab and a cab behind her pulled up. Chris emerged from that one.

"Tisa, wait a minute! Let me explain!" he called out.

"There's nothing to explain. Were THROUGH!" she screamed in his face and kicked him in the balls. Seeing him in that sort of pain actually pleased her somewhat. She huffed and made her up to her apartment locking the door behind her. She vowed to herself that she would never speak to him again. In fact she even went through everything he gave her and through it out. She felt that the victory was hers. But she didn't understand was, how was he able to spend so much time with her if he had another girlfriend.

"How could I be so naive?" she asked herself as she plopped onto her bed. She looked over to her right and saw the ring he gave her, the first time he told her he loved her. Tisa placed her face into her hands and began to sob.

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