Part 44

Part 44

I tell the nice gentleman that I was okay and apologized for King’s behavior. I asked King for his wallet so I could pay the check and made sure that I left the waiter a very generous tip. Not only for his service but because he asked if I was okay, and looked like he was ready to square up when King spoke to him. I grabbed the bag and left King where he sat. The last thing I’m going to do it be bothered with stress that I don’t need, even if it’s from the man I love; it’s not going to happen. I was maybe five blocks from the hotel when I decided to look behind me, still no King.

In the room, I changed into a pair of ball shorts and a t-shirt, hell I even put on underwear and tube socks. I didn’t want to be bothered with him, not tonight. The sad part is it’s maybe nothing, but he has blown it so far out of proportion that I pissed. I mean, he did sleep with a woman, maybe the condom broke, and he didn’t tell me he has a child. Even that’s nothing I can be mad about, unless he’s still with her, than that’s a different story; and this story would end totally different than expected. Looking at the time, every minute that pass a new thought comes to mind. It was wrecking my brain that he planted an empty problem in my head and never confirmed what the issue is. Who does that?

I don’t know when it happened but I fell asleep, when I woke up the sun was out, his side of the bed was still neat. Climbed out of bed to go into the living room area to see if he slept on the sofa, no King. I checked the bathroom, no King. I called downstairs to see if he may have come in at any point, still no King. I went from being pissed off to being worried, more like pissed off that I’m worried. I had no clue about this area but I needed to find him, I have to make sure he’s okay. I ran into the bathroom, took a bird bath, and through on some clothes so I would look halfway decent walking the streets. I swung up the front door and there was King, standing there.

“This is a good time for me to say, I don’t want this. If this is the way our marriage is going to be, I don’t want it.” I took off the ring and handed it to him. He never reached out his hand to grab it.

I put the ring on the coffee table, went back in the bedroom, closing, and locking the door behind me.  Sitting in the center of the bed in silent tears. No woman should have to worry the way I did last night, at the least he could have told me that he was not planning on coming back to the hotel so I didn’t have all types of craziness running through my head. He was showing me his selfish side, I don’t like it, and sure as hell won’t accept it. I’ve been through some shit, but what I’ve been through does not make me less than a woman; it doesn’t make me less than a person. I know my worth and I’d be damned if I allow anyone to treat me less than what I’m worth. I deserve to be happy and I will always demand respect from the person I love or we will just have to go our separate ways.

With my mind made up, I walk out into the living room to speak to King.

“I need to speak with you.”

“Let me go first.”

Cutting him off before he can get another word in, “No! I will go first and you can go after. I don’t know what’s going on with you and I’m sorry that whatever it is, is hurting you. I wish I could help, but I can’t help you if I’m not filled in. Last night was the best day of my life, I got the man that I wanted and loved, I was able to make more than just our connection we had before. I was able to make a sexual connection with you as well, then you proposed to me with such beautiful words. Then everything flips almost instantly. King, I deserve happiness, I deserve to be treated right and with respect. I deserve that and the way you  were acting last night shows me that you aren’t ready, you didn’t come back to the hotel and left me here to come up with my own conclusion on what you wanted to tell me. That’s not fair King, it’s not.”

“You said loved, like past tense; why?”