Kyra had headed to work and I'd never been so relieved. It wasn't that I didn't want to be around her, I just couldn't. I can't pretend that everything's normal after what happened a few nights ago.

I felt like I was tip-toeing around her and she had definitely noticed. We weren't having sex or even kissing. I felt like I ain't deserve to kiss her.

I could have easily told her that Chanel was my ex-girlfriend, but I chose not to and there isn't an excuse for it. Chanel may or may not say something. If it's one thing about Chanel, it's that she plays games.

I knew her and Kyra being friends was chalked and it was sad because Kyra opened up her self to someone who instantly stopped giving a fuck about her.

I sat on the living room couch and dialed my dads number. If there was anyone who could give me advice that sticks to me, it's my pops. He'd lived so much and he'd tell me stories about his young years with my mom. I felt I was going through some similar situations and he was always there to talk.

My pops was an asshole, but he knew when to clean it up. He knew when to be serious, and most importantly, he knew how to be a man in compromising situations.

"Hello?"

"Sup, old nigga." He kissed his teeth. "Cam, don't get me started."

I laughed. "Wassup pop?"

"Nothing much, doing some work. What you call me for?" He asked, someone, most likely Mama, talking in the background.

"I kinda got myself in a situation and I need some advice."

He chuckled. "What you do? Cheat on Kyra?" I remained silent for a few seconds and he sighed.

"What the hell son? If you was gone do that, break up with her first! I ain't raise you like that."

"No, it wasn't like that. It was Chanel."

"So what?" He spat back. "That's supposed to make a difference? That's supposed to make it acceptable?"

"Listen, I had a game and shit and Dev asked me to come out with the team cause I always go home, you know I ain't heavy on partying. I guess Kyra and Chanel work together. She had mentioned a few times that she met a friend at work but I didn't think anything of it. Chanel is a regular name. I didn't think it was my ex girlfriend Chanel." I said sighing. "I guess Kyra invited her over cause I was out and when I came home they was both on the couch watching a movie. I ain't even see Chanel at first but when I finally noticed her we both looked surprised but she knew. Kyra showed her around the house and she saw a big ass picture of us."

"Does Kyra know Chanel is your ex?" He asked cutting me off.

"Nah, Chanel didn't even know Kyra was my girlfriend. Kyra had to do something and she asked me to walk Chanel out and she went upstairs. The second she was out of earshot I went off on her and we argued a little. She's still in love with me or that's what she said. She started asking me did I love Kyra and did I still love her and shit."

"Well, do you?"

"Honestly?"

He sighed. "Tell me the truth if anyone."

"Yeah.."

He sighed. "Damn, son. I see the situation, but you didn't cheat on her."

"Chanel kissed me before she left and I kissed her back. I'm in the wrong pop. I don't even know what to do. I'm tip toeing around Kyra and I'm scared to lose her. I love her man, I really love her."

"You tell that girl what you did Cameron You're not taking the easy way out of this." I knew he was serious. My dad never called me Cameron. "You should have told her the second it happened. She's probably thinking she did something to upset you when your the person who fucked up! The longer you wait, the more it's going to hurt her." He said sternly.

"Kyra doesn't deserve this bullshit and if you still have feelings for that girl don't drag Kyra in the mess you made. Figure out who you want and sit down with both of them."

"Aight."

"Alright, do the right thing. I'll talk to you later. I gotta finish my work." He said before hanging up.

I leaned against the counter and wrote down a bar order. I felt tired and my mood was shot. Something was up with Cam and it was throwing me off. He wouldn't touch me or kiss me. I didn't understand want I could have done to turn him off. It seemed like everything was so normal and then like a light switch, he woke up unattracted to me.

"I'll have it right up for you." I said forcing a smile.

Chanel walked in and headed towards the back. She glanced at me and I waved but she just continued to walk. I frowned and shook it off continuing my orders.

"Kyra, go take this to table 8." Ray said handing me a napkin and a drink. I walked from behind the bar and walked over towards the section.

Chanel walked by and bumped me making me almost spill the drink. "My bad." She mumbled dryly.

"It's cool Nel. At lease the drink is safe." I said with a small chuckle. She forced a quick smile and turned around.

I placed the drink on the table and made my way back around the bar.

"Hi," I said taking an order. "Hi, can I get a strawberry daquri?" I nodded noticing the country twinge in her voice.

"Where are you from? I know Miami is technically down south, but we don't really have accents."

She smiled. "I'm from Tennessee. I'm down here for the country music convention. You hear of it?"

I nodded. "Yeah, they do it every year right?" She nodded. "I'm not really into country music, but I hope you enjoy yourself while you're out here."

She smiled. "Thank you hunny."

I ended up earning a tip from her. I loved the customers that came in and held a nice conversation. It made work fun and quick. The only thing about today was that Chanel was being standoffish. She wouldn't hold more than a thirty second conversation with me and I swear I saw her glaring at me.

I got my break and I walked over to her. "Hey, can we talk?" She nodded and we walked outside.

"What?" She asked rudely.

"What's your problem?"

She scoffed. "I don't have a problem."

She rolled her eyes. "You do, you were bumping me and saying little shit under your breath. I know I didn't do anything to you so fuck is wrong with you?"

"Bitch, ask your boyfriend."

"Huh? What does he have to do with anything?"

"Girl, are you fucking stupid?" She chuckled. "He didn't tell you did he?" She shook her head.

"Tell me what? Did he say something rude Chanel? I'll talk to him."

"Girl, Cameron is my ex. I knew who he was when I saw that ugly ass picture y'all took. Who do you think you are Kyra like really? I was Cams first love. Do you really think he finna stay with you?"

"Chanel what? Is this a joke?" I asked confused. "Your his ex?"

I scoffed "Yeah okay." I waved her off.

"Bitch, fuck I gotta lie for? You wanna prance in my face always talking about how perfect your relationship is when he can't be that perfect if he still loves me. You look and sound stupid."

"Even if you are his ex, he doesn't want you." She laughed in my face and sighed.

"Then why did he kiss me back when I was at your house? Why were his fingers in my pussy? He will always love me bitch. Ask him about me. Your clearly just in that position because he couldn't have me. How long you think that little relationship is going to last now?"

Had he been so distant because he wanted her back?

"Girl fuck you! Bitches like you are the reason I don't fuck with people. You would willingly come on to a taken man?"

"Bitch, we weren't friends the minute I saw that picture. I don't fuck with you." She spat brushing last me before going back inside.

I shivered at the cold air and rolled my eyes, willing myself not to cry. I used the rest of my break to calm my self down before I had to finish my shift.

The door opened indicating Kyra was home and I stood up and walked downstairs. I needed to talk to Kyra and straighten shit out before it went too far. Yeah, I still hold feelings towards her but Chanel is in my past for a reason. Maybe it's because that's where she belongs.

Kyra walked past me and I grabbed her arm stopping her. She stopped walking but didn't turn around to look at me.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something." I said.

She nodded and made her way upstairs. I followed her into our room and sat on the bed watching her undress. She went in the bathroom and took a shower before coming out stark naked.

I bit my lip as I stared at her perfectly shaped body as she put on a grey PINK sweat suit and some black Uggs.

She pulled her long hair into a ponytail and sighed. She looked so beautiful, her face make up less and her hair in its naturally wavy state. Kyra was a really gorgeous woman.

"I uh, did something and I don't want to keep no secrets from you. I been keeping my distance from you but I ain't finna hide from this problem when I know you would tell me."

"I know Chanel is your ex Cameron. Save the speech." She said getting up.

"Wait? She told you?"

She nodded. "I know you two kissed too." She said shaking her head at me.

"You promised you weren't this person." She said. "You're just like them."

She was so calm and it worried me. I wanted Kyra to scream and cuss and slap me. That told me she wasn't done with me, that would have told me she was still here for me. She was calm and quiet and that meant she was done. I had been through this already. When she was tired of fighting she gave up. Kyra had given up on me.

"Kyra, I love you. I never lied about that. It was a hard situation. I didn't know what to do!" I said reaching out to grab her waist.

"You made a decision." She said pushing my hands away. "You saw her and didn't say anything to me. You could have told me then. You made a choice. You kissed her, you touched her, you cheated on me in our house with me upstairs and you made the decision not to tell me. You made the decision to be a coward and you know what hurts the most?" She said as the tears started falling rapidly.

"You didnt try to stop her. You wanted to kiss her. You walked up here and laid next to me like nothing happened. You wrapped your arms around me like you didn't just have them around her, in her. Like I wasn't shit."

"Kyra, I was scared. I didn't want to lose you."

"You could have at lease washed your fucking hands. Give me that respect. Cameron that's trifling!"

"I was in my head Kyra! You're not listening to me!"

"That's not a fucking excuse and you know it. Like really? Look at us. We're a fucking circus act. I'm walking around thinking it was something I did. Did I not please you right? Was the house not clean enough? Was my body becoming unattractive? But no, it was you. Your ex came back and I instantly became nothing to you! You handed that bitch bragging rights."

"It didn't mean nothing, she's in my past." She sighed.

"If its one think I know it's that your past can always come back to you. You made the decision to let it."

"Man, it was a mistake! Kyra, I'm with you! I'm not with her!"

"You still love her? Don't you dare lie to me..." I grabbed her waist. "Kyra.."

She pushed me off her and made her way into the closet. She started carefully going through clothes packing them in the suitcase. I sat on the ottoman with my face in my hands.

"I wasn't thinking. I wasn't in my head. I hadn't seen her in so long Kyra you don't understand."

She paused what she was doing and closed her eyes. She was trying to hold in her tears but she couldn't. Her heart was breaking in front of me and I couldn't make it go away. I wanted her to smile and laugh and call me freckles. I wanted her back.

She stood up and closed her suitcase. I stood up and blocked the door.

"Just listen to me Kyra dammit!"

"NO!" she screamed in a loud cry before breaking down completely.

She shook her head. "No." she started coughing as her cries became worse and I pulled her into my chest. She melted into me and sobbed. "You said you wouldn't break my heart! You said you loved me Cam! How could you lie. How could you lie.... How could you do this to me." She cried.

I kissed all over her face as tears streamed down her cheek. "I love you Kyra. I will always love you. I'm so sorry, you didn't deserve this. You're perfect baby I'm so sorry." She pushed me off of her and walked past me out of the room.

She lifted her hood over her head and turned around staring at the foyer of the house. She opened the door and sighed at the weather.

It had started raining again and I didn't want her driving in it. "Kyra, please don't leave me. You said you wouldn't leave me.."

I chased her out into the rain getting completely drenched. She opened her back seat and tossed the bag in before heading to the front.

I held the door trying to keep her here and she dropped her face into her hands as she cried. "Just let me go. You still love her Cameron, I see it and I just want you to be happy."

She closed the door and started the car, the lights bright in the dark of the night.

My hands rested on the top of my head as I watched the girl I love drive away from the one place I needed her to be.