had to call her back because he was on his way to Red Lobster. She decided that maybe a girl’s night in would do her some good. She grabbed her phone and group texted her best friends:
Danni, Sha, Chloe, and Briya: Hey ladies! Got plans for tonight?
Briya: I’m at the shop. Nothing planned for tonight. Keem is away for the weekend :[
Chloe: I’m at the gym about to play ball. I miss y’all.
Sha: I’m at the studio with the boys. Didn’t plan on staying all night.
Danni: I’m home bullshitting around.
Brielle: I was thinking. Girl’s night in. My house?
Danni: Yay! I’m on my way.
Sha: You don’t have to tell me twice.
Chloe: I’ll be there after this game.
Briya: We might as well make it a sleepover because I know I’m not going home :]
Brielle: We can do that :]
Danni: I’m packing my bag as we speak.
Chloe: We can go shopping this weekend for Sha’s birthday dinner! I need something to wear.
Briya: Well Bri you are stuck with me for the weekend.
Brielle: Fine with me.
Brielle was excited. She would finally be able to have some fun with her friends. Her aggravation period with Kris was put on pause because she wouldn’t have to be bothered with his boring dates this weekend. She was having a girl’s weekend, which means she would have no time to entertain Kris. She got up off the couch and turned on the CD player. Chrisette Michele’s lyrics blasted out of the speakers. Brielle sung the words and thought this was exactly how she felt. Here's the thing, I need you to stop treatin me as if I'm simple or naive. As if I don't know nothing bout the world. I understand you think you protecting me, but I could use a little room to breathe. And the respect you give a woman not a girl. Here's the thing, I appreciate all the love. The constant catering kisses and hugs. But lately I'm wondering what you do it for. If the reason you act all over sweet is cause you want to keep me on a leash. I have no choice but to show you the door. If you want to cradle me like a little girl and lock me down, I'm not your possession. I'm a full-grown woman I am not your porcelain doll.
During her relationship with Jaiden she felt like he always wanted to parade her around his friends, but then when she showed that she was independent he would always make it seem like she was the one who needed him around. In the beginning of their relationship it barely showed but in the end, it was all you could see. Brielle was interrupted when her doorbell started to ring. She looked out the door and saw Jaiden at door.
Jaiden was six feet, built, brown skin with hazel eyes. He kept a fresh cut and he body was covered in tattoos. He always reminded everyone he came in contact with of an older looking Bow Wow. He had on a blue pair of Levi jeans, a black V-neck shirt, a Blue and yellow Ralph Lauren polo hoodie. His ears were covered with black diamond earrings and his wrist had the black diamond bracelet that Brielle bought him as a birthday gift last year. As Brielle opened the door, he gave her a smile showing his sometime dimples that she once loved.
“Wassup Ma, can I come in?” Murder asked.
“Sure Jaiden,” Brielle said stepping to the side.
“Jaiden why are you here?” Brielle questioned.
“I came to talk. We’re still friends right?”
“I guess.”
“So friends can talk, right?”
“I guess, what are we talking about?”
“Where did we go wrong?” Jaiden looked up at Brielle from the couch.
“We didn’t go wrong Jaiden. You went wrong,” Brielle said as she sat next to him on the couch.
“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything major to make you break up with me.”
“Jaiden, you can’t be serious. You cheated on me. Lord knows how many times,” Brielle, stated the obvious.
“Okay Bri. I fucked up, but I changed over these last couple months.”
“That’s great that you changed. But you changing had nothing to do with me. I told you that if anything all we could be was friends. Nothing has changed since then,” Brielle said.
“So you’re not going to give me another chance Bri? I’m openly admitting to you that I fucked up, all I’m asking is for is a start over.”
“Look Jaiden, I already told you there would never be an us again. When you