It was Sunday, and I was getting ready for lunch with Cassie and Lauren. They were finally free, and so was I, so since I promised I was going to hang out with them, I told them I could make it.
I was in the bathroom, curling the last section of my hair. I was actually on time, which shocked me.
This week at work was crazyyyy one of the busiest weeks, I believe. It's so crazy because you'd think we shut down for a whole month the way everybody came in this week. My hands were so damn tired.
I wanted to just relax this weekend, but lunch didn't sound too bad with a couple of drinks, sure.
Oh, and as far as Beyoncé... well...
We haven't talked about us having sex again. We just kind of brushed it off, and plus, she still had me blocked. I didn't reach out to her because it doesn't seem like she is either. She's just been doing her, and I do me.
So did she want me or just want sex? Shit was weird as fuck to me, and I was just so pissed I couldn't call or text and cuss her ass out. It was no point in doing that anyway, because we weren't together.
I didn't really care.
I was finishing up my hair, looking in the mirror to make sure everything looked good before unplugging the curler and cleaning up everything I used. I went to my bed, grabbed my phone, and sat down for a moment. After a moment of scrolling, I saw a call coming in from an unknown number.
Now I usually don't answer, but I thought it could've been Beyoncé...
Never mind, that don't even make sense she would've just unblocked me and called me. I don't know, I just answered anyway.
"This is a call from Xavier, an inmate at Los Angeles County Jail. This call is subject to monitoring and recording."
Oh fuck no. I immediately hung up the phone.
Why in the fuck would he be calling me? We have literally nothing to talk about at all. I just didn't understand why he was so pressed about me. We weren't even together for real.
And he's crazy as fuck if he thinks I would ever communicate with him or even give him the time of day after he put his hands on me because of his own insecurities and ego.
That just annoyed the hell out of me. I shook my head, got up to grab my heels, and put them on. It was almost time for me to go anyway.
After I finished getting ready and putting my perfume on, I checked myself in the mirror one more time. I had on a simple dress with only earrings in but still cute.
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I grabbed my things and headed out the door. I got inside my car, and for some reason, I wanted to see if she had unblocked me yet. So I tried to text a simple "hey," and it didn't go through.
