Sorry it's so short. Review. Facilier not mine. Sammy mine.
Samantha paced back and forth in her shop. She hadn't spoken to Facilier since she had told him about Joe. She walked over to the phone and picked it up, dialing his number.
"Please pick up," she said. She waited there but no one answered. She hung up the phone and tried again. Again, no answer. She repeated this for five more times before giving up. She continued to pace. Finally, she decided to go see him.
Break
Samantha walked to Facilier's emporium, desperate to see him. She turned down his alley and walked up to the door. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She waited hoping he was home. After a few minutes she knocked again. This time, she heard footsteps come to the door. It opened and Facilier looked down at her.
"You have a lot of nerve comin' here," he hissed.
"Facilier please," Samantha begged. "I'm sorry. I-I should have told you sooner."
"Y'all shouldn't have slept with me," he replied. "Now why don't you run off and leave me be. I want nothin' to do with you. Nothin' good can come outa it."
"Facilier, please," Samantha pleaded. "I l..." before she could finish he had slammed the door in her face and walked away. Samantha blinked, tears coming to her eyes. Crushed, she whispered to herself what she was about to say.
"I love you."