down the page. “Unknown. This sounds like some bullshit.”
“I don’t know,” I finally croaked after almost a half-an-hour of not speaking.
My voice was unrecognizable, but tears were still coming down.
“Honey, what are you thinking?” Milan grabbed some tissues and started to dab my face. “Are you upset that he’s missing or upset that you think Xavier had something to do with it?”
I nodded.
“Girl, get it together.” Milan snapped, “Which one?”
She shook me a bit and I said, “Xavier.”
“You think he’s capable of something like that? If that is what you think then you need to let him go. And I mean, call him up now and call it off.”
“I don’t know what to believe.” Panic rose in me at breaking it off with him. “He’s sweet and then he says shit like, I’ll do whatever it takes. It’s fucking crazy. I don’t know. He’s never done anything or said anything, but he kidnapped someone. I mean, who the fuck does that?” I asked, not really talking to Milan anymore. “Who does shit like that?”
“Look, I got some shit to tell you and I don’t want to do it here. Let’s call and see if we can get those spa treatments early and then go hang out. I’ll tell you who does shit like that.”
She called the REDD’s, while I let Janice know I was leaving for rest of the day. We took her car, because now she was more hyper aware about the reality of me being stalked than anything. This guy knew who I was sleeping with. Would this be in the media that I was his lady friend? I had to stop thinking, because I was seriously working myself into a tizzy.
When we arrived to the spa, apparently we were to receive the royal treatment, so we had everything including drinks, which Milan gladly sipped on for four hours, food and only after the massage and everything except our hair being done. Including the mudd bath.
Milan told me how Raymond had done some crazy shit when they first got together. Then she said, he kept doing crazy shit in the ‘name of love’, but she was ready to leave his ass. She said he got arrested for beating up her ex-boyfriend. He was bothering her, so he wanted to send a message and the guy pressed charges on him. They were later dropped, but a restraining order was put on him to stay away.
I was sitting there covered in mud with my mouth wide open.
“Girl, yes. Raymond is just as crazy as Xavier. They probably would be good friends.” She laughed, but, “if you think he is capable of doing something like killing someone. That’s a different story, honey. That’s fucking crazy. I mean, he’d be crazy for you, but from what you told me, Kevin wasn’t a major threat. You know. Now if this stalker ended up missing. I’d get it, but Kevin. That’s a bit much.”
“I know. I don’t know. I guess that’s the thing, I don’t know. I should be able to say, I know he wouldn’t do anything crazy like that, but I don’t know. I would have never thought he kidnaped someone, but he did. I didn’t tell the lawyer that, by the way. I don’t want him to get into trouble. I just want to know what I’m dealing with. You know?”
“Yeah, I know.” Milan sipped on her wine. “I know. You’re going to need to confront him. Shit and if he did, then fuck him and leave him.”
“Why the hell would I fuck him?”
“Good bye sex, is the best sex. Just like make-up sex. Y’all are going your separate ways and usually you want the other one to remember what it was like to be with you. So y’all bounce in bed like rabbits.”
I burst out laughing. “How many of those things have you had?”
“Girl, I have no idea. You’re driving though.”
“You damn right.”
Chapter 8: Xavier
No Xena.
No word on Gavin.
No Matt.
No Xena.
No nothing.
Over and over again, I kept repeating the same mantra. It was making me fucking crazy. Xena was pulling away from me and there wasn’t anything I could do about that shit. I was trying. Making myself
“I don’t know,” I finally croaked after almost a half-an-hour of not speaking.
My voice was unrecognizable, but tears were still coming down.
“Honey, what are you thinking?” Milan grabbed some tissues and started to dab my face. “Are you upset that he’s missing or upset that you think Xavier had something to do with it?”
I nodded.
“Girl, get it together.” Milan snapped, “Which one?”
She shook me a bit and I said, “Xavier.”
“You think he’s capable of something like that? If that is what you think then you need to let him go. And I mean, call him up now and call it off.”
“I don’t know what to believe.” Panic rose in me at breaking it off with him. “He’s sweet and then he says shit like, I’ll do whatever it takes. It’s fucking crazy. I don’t know. He’s never done anything or said anything, but he kidnapped someone. I mean, who the fuck does that?” I asked, not really talking to Milan anymore. “Who does shit like that?”
“Look, I got some shit to tell you and I don’t want to do it here. Let’s call and see if we can get those spa treatments early and then go hang out. I’ll tell you who does shit like that.”
She called the REDD’s, while I let Janice know I was leaving for rest of the day. We took her car, because now she was more hyper aware about the reality of me being stalked than anything. This guy knew who I was sleeping with. Would this be in the media that I was his lady friend? I had to stop thinking, because I was seriously working myself into a tizzy.
When we arrived to the spa, apparently we were to receive the royal treatment, so we had everything including drinks, which Milan gladly sipped on for four hours, food and only after the massage and everything except our hair being done. Including the mudd bath.
Milan told me how Raymond had done some crazy shit when they first got together. Then she said, he kept doing crazy shit in the ‘name of love’, but she was ready to leave his ass. She said he got arrested for beating up her ex-boyfriend. He was bothering her, so he wanted to send a message and the guy pressed charges on him. They were later dropped, but a restraining order was put on him to stay away.
I was sitting there covered in mud with my mouth wide open.
“Girl, yes. Raymond is just as crazy as Xavier. They probably would be good friends.” She laughed, but, “if you think he is capable of doing something like killing someone. That’s a different story, honey. That’s fucking crazy. I mean, he’d be crazy for you, but from what you told me, Kevin wasn’t a major threat. You know. Now if this stalker ended up missing. I’d get it, but Kevin. That’s a bit much.”
“I know. I don’t know. I guess that’s the thing, I don’t know. I should be able to say, I know he wouldn’t do anything crazy like that, but I don’t know. I would have never thought he kidnaped someone, but he did. I didn’t tell the lawyer that, by the way. I don’t want him to get into trouble. I just want to know what I’m dealing with. You know?”
“Yeah, I know.” Milan sipped on her wine. “I know. You’re going to need to confront him. Shit and if he did, then fuck him and leave him.”
“Why the hell would I fuck him?”
“Good bye sex, is the best sex. Just like make-up sex. Y’all are going your separate ways and usually you want the other one to remember what it was like to be with you. So y’all bounce in bed like rabbits.”
I burst out laughing. “How many of those things have you had?”
“Girl, I have no idea. You’re driving though.”
“You damn right.”
Chapter 8: Xavier
No Xena.
No word on Gavin.
No Matt.
No Xena.
No nothing.
Over and over again, I kept repeating the same mantra. It was making me fucking crazy. Xena was pulling away from me and there wasn’t anything I could do about that shit. I was trying. Making myself
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