It Started with Mocha (Short story)

September 4, 2023

Date night

Ryn

Nothing could've prepared me for what I was witnessing. My guard was completely down as my date and I looked into the eyes of Din and Tina's. Tina's eyes widened, and Din's mouth ajar as I was the only one trying to process exactly what was going on.

To sum everything up, let's go back to earlier.

I awakened bright and early, made myself some tea instead of coffee and had a light breakfast before I decided to go out for a job after my stomach rested.

Today was Saturday, and although the week was hectic, I still had hopes that everything would go great today. Tina and her comments were something I've grown thick skin to, and Din's loyalty to the both of us was just going to have to happen if we all wanted to get along.

My date, Emanuel, texted me, letting me know that he took a night from the office to be able to attend the double date he agreed to not too long ago. I had high hopes that Din would like him, but then again he was a bit jealous. Constantly asking me why I was dating someone much older and how in the hell was I to keep up with some one out of my age range.

I was grown as hell, about to be thirty in another year and I didn't have to time for a taken ass man to tell me who and how to date. I chose him for a reason, he's mature and had his shit together and he was nice.

My mind was racing with 'what ifs'.

What if my date made a fool of me?

What if Din and Emanuel got into a fight?

What if Tina just didn't find my fit cute and wanted to pick with me?

What if...i just didn't go?

My phone buzzed with the thought that it was Emanuel. It was Din, asking me if I was sure about this and if I was able to trust him? I didn't reply. Why was it all of a sudden his worry after he chose Tina? Im happy for him, but for whatever reason...he's not happy for me.

As five rolled around, I sat out my outfit, makeup and my shoes. My hair wasnt much of a concern as I went to the shop just yesterday. My phone kept buzzing with texts and this times, a phone call.

" What Din?!" I yelled in the phone.

"I'm at your door."

I stomped towards the door, opening it to see Din standing there.

" I was on my way towards Tina's house. Decided to stop by."

" ....and?"

He rushed past me. He had the nerve to let himself in.

" I can't keep doing this with Tina. Tell me if this what you want and if it isn't I'll leave Tina alone."

I sighed, this was the same act he did when he was considering on being with Tina. I was in my robe, candles were lit to calm my mood and my rollers were still in my hair and I had a face mask on. I was going on that date.

" Now, Din? You want to figure that shit out now when we have- two more hours until the date? Get out!"

He didn't budge, just stood there all dressed up as though he was going to go through with the date himself.

" I like Emanuel-

" Emanuel?"

" Yes! And I'm going to the date. Get out!"

The pitch in my voice startled him, he looked as though he was almost in thought when I told him to get out. I wasn't playing these games, I was tired of constantly explaining myself. I opened my door, in hopes he would get the message but, he grabbed me. He takes his mouth and places it on my neck, my sweet spot. This was wrong, and although it felt so good, I could fuck up my chances at meeting my husband if I was in this love triangle with Din.