I can't wrap my head around the fact that Baxter hit me. That was uncalled for. I might have kissed Andre but that doesn't give him the right to just hit me like that.I remember waking up in Baxter's bed alone in his house. I hurriedly get into my car and drive off. It's officially over between us. He doesn't need me to break it off with him to know that.Opening my front door as fast as I can, I run in before I get spotted by anyone. I don't want people saying shit now. I have to use an ice pack to massage my cheeks that hurt like hell. Moving a little slow even for my own comfort, I clean myself up and apply a lot of make-up to cover up the bruise that was on my very pale skin. I put on a long-sleeved black turtle neck top to cover the bruises on my neck too. After debating for a while, I pick a very light brown knee-length skirt. I style my hair in a loose bun, I can't make it right because my scalp still hurts from all the pulling yesterday. I am in flats. I definitel

Making your mind up about something can be really hard. I've always felt this way with Baxter. A lot might call me stupid for sticking with him even after he hit me. At the time I thought I deserved it. I cheated. Well, my boss kissed me but it still counts. Ever since then I have felt obligated. I have just had to make him happy all the time. I did everything he wanted. I even blocked some really good friends of mine including Asher simply because he felt threatened by them. I thought all these were just his way of telling me how much the kiss had hurt and affected him. It took me a while to realize that his actions were just him being himself. Nobody should ever feel the way I felt when we were dating. I know I have broken things up with him before and still got back with him but this time I’ve done some soul searching and I finally know I am worth a lot more. I felt so safe with him. There were times in our relationship that I could really talk to him about my feelings and

"Do you think I should pick this?" I ask as I scan the strapless long green gown. It exposes a lot of my back and cleavage. It is not my type of dress but it looks manageable."Nope." Jade shakes her head as she pops open her bottle of Coke."Why not?" I whine, still looking at myself in the mirror."I mean, it is obvious that is not your type of dress." Jade says, laying more emphasis on the 'that'."But we have been here for about two hours now!" I say as I plop myself on the red couch, sitting beside her."It's not my fault we have not found a dress suitable for the wedding." She shrugs. "Besides you need to look dashing for Andre." She winks at me, a small smirk playing on her lips. "did I say dashing, sorry, I meant hot. So he won't be able to keep his eyes off you." She grins at me.I rolled my eyes at what she said, "you know I'm not dressing to impress him." I shake my head as I stand up and then check the rails of clothes again. Who knows I mig

Happy Sunday y'all!!Enjoy the double updates again!!❤ ❤ ❤***************************************I wake up feeling nauseous. I need to be there for Jade. I can't put a hand on why I feel so sick. I'll have to go to the hospital after the wedding. I stand up despite my body's disagreements with me. I need to do something. I walk to my bathroom carefully so I won't fall. Maybe I'm hungry that's why my head hurts so much. I pick my toothbrush, apply my toothpaste to it and wash my teeth. When I am done, I release my hair from the bun it is in and removed my clothes.I drop my clothes on the sink and entered the bath. Turning on the shower, I take my shampoo container and apply a little pressure on it to release a little of its content on my palm. I rub my shampoo in my hair carefully. Making sure to get it to my scalp. Rinsing off the shampoo I apply my body wash on my sponge and scrub my body. When I feel satisfied I walk out with my towel around my body.

After the service, we all move to the reception. The wedding is a beautiful one but it takes a huge toll on my emotions. I'm happy for Jade. I really am.Andre won't stop touching me. I should tell him to stop it but another part of me loves the touch. I've been feeling nauseous since I ate. I haven't said anything about it because I don't want anybody getting worried about me. I definitely don't want to destroy or take the spotlight on Jade's day. Andre noticed this."Are you OK?" He asks. I nod."Yes, I am.""You don't look too good," He says and I laugh."Wow. Thanks for the compliment" He laughs, getting the joke."You look hot but I'm serious you don't look ok" He sounds concerned."I've been feeling sick and I feel nauseous," I finally admit to him."We should let you see the doctor right away," He says."Maybe tomorrow. I what to be here for Jade" I say.."I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate you throwing up on her wedding d