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Pulling down my shirt and glancing in the mirror one last time I exited the bathroom only to see that Princess and that thing she calls a husband were nowhere to be found. Bastard; I thought to myself. He probably made up some bullshit lie about me being sick and going home on my own. 
    What was I supposed to do now? I don’t have a car and I damn sure am not about to catch an uber, the bus or walk. I sighed to myself silently as I fished my phone out of my purse cursing myself as I dialed the number. I held my breath for I knew that I would never hear the end of this.
    “Hello.” His soft yet profound voice answered the phone on the fourth ring; right after I was thinking of hanging up and putting an end to my misery.

“H---hello.” I stammered.

“Who’s this?” He questioned. I could tell that he was looking at his phone; at the number that I called from trying to decipher whether he knew who I was or not. I didn’t bother answering his question though.

“Dominic can you come pick me up? Please?” 

I held my breath for the simple fact that I had no clue what was going to come out of his mouth. Maybe he’d say yes and then again maybe he would let another one of his usual rude remarks drip from his lips like water drips from a faucet. 

I know he already figured out who I was from my voice. 

Trust me he’s heard my voice enough to know what I sound like. I’ve had to yell at him repeatedly about eating the food in the fridge that belongs to me, cleaning up after his self especially in the bathroom that we share and playing loud music whenever his guy friends come whilst I’m trying to sleep. I heard him suck his teeth prior to asking me in a harsh tone “Yeah, where the hell you at?” He questioned.
    “By the broward mall at Red Lobster”
    “Hold on right quick alright?” He mumbled.
    “Okay.” I stood outside of the restaurant waiting for Dominic to return to the phone while rubbing my arms. The wind was blowing and it was a tad bit cold out. It’s been cold a lot lately from this stupid cold front that’s making its way through. It’s supposed to drop to the low fifties tonight. 
    “Hello.” The tone of his voice told me that he was unsure about whether or not I was still on the phone.

“Yeah, I’m here.” I mumbled.

“Now where did you say you were?”

“Red Lobster.” I repeated to him.

“Okay ma. Give me about 20 minutes.”

“Ma? Who the fuck is that?”  I heard a voice in the background yell.

“Man Janice shut the fuck up.” He yelled away from the phone.

“Don’t tell me to shut the fuck up. Who is that on the phone Dominic?”  I’m guessing that the voice in the background belongs to Janice; whoever the hell she is. But she better not start no shit with me because I am not in the mood.

“Man I’ll be there in a few.” He said to me.

“Okay.

“What the fuck did I tell you about doing that!?” I heard him shout. His words were soon cut off once the call ended.

Waiting patiently, I glanced to the left only to see the same woman from the bathroom that was giving me dirty looks, walking towards her car with a man who I’m assuming was her husband. She kept staring at me like I had eight heads attached to my head or something. “Do you know me?” I acquired and the lady jumped as if I had somewhat startled her. She silently shook her head no. “Well then bitch turn your damn head.” She sneered at me before getting into her car. Hell I wouldn’t have even said anything if she wasn’t starring so damn hard. She brought that upon herself.
    I heard loud music and bass coming from a car that sharply turned the corner. It was Dominic of course. I slowly made my way over to the car and was about to hop into the back until I heard him damn near command the girl who I’m guessing is Janice to get into the back seat.
    “Excuse me?” Janice looked at Dominic as if he had lost his cotton picking mind. I always wanted to say that----.