TIANA
Ten minutes. Ten minutes and it's been no progress between Carter and me.
We were quiet and I played with my nails while he typed away on his phone. It was hard not to look at him and it was frustrating me with the silence.
Yes, we need to talk but I don't know how to start this. When fifteen minutes hit, I lost control and spoke up first.
"Where shall we start?" I questioned, breaking the ice.
His fingers paused over the phone screen and shifted his head to look at me. "How about an apology."
I sighed. "Well, I'm sorry."
"For?" He pushed on.
I stare at him hard. "Are you serious?"
He shifted into a sitting position, placing his phone to the side and meeting my eyes. His eyes dark and intense like always. "Very."
I blew out a harsh breath through my lips. "For not listening. I should have taken the boat but I didn't." I say lowly, looking at my fingers.
"And look where we are now."
I look up instantly and frowned. "If you're implying I was the only one that was the cause of what's happening between us, then your wrong."
"Am I? I didn't do anything wrong but try to protect Cariana and you but like always, you have to go against what I say." He glared at me. "When you came and stood in front of my gun to protect that shît of a father, who's not your real father, by the way, was wrong."
"You tricked me just to shoot him. That was wrong too."
He scoffed. "Honestly, babe, I didn't care what you wanted at the time. Now that you had Cariana, she comes first. Always."
Tears formed in my eyes. I was getting sick and tired of everyone thinking or claiming how I put her at risk. "I know that."
"Do you really? You proved me wrong at that moment."
"And what about you?!" I stood to my feet and took a cautious step. "You hesitated with your father."
He was silent for a moment. I saw the faint emotion that crossed his face. He thinks no one noticed but I did. For as long as I have known Carter, he wouldn't have hesitated to shoot.
I crossed my arms. "You might not think no one noticed but I did. Were you going to let him kill you."
He scoffs. "No."
"Are you sure about that? I had to shoot him and the bastard still lived. When you went to the hospital, I actually worried if Cariana was going to see her father while she grows."
His face darkened when I mentioned his wound in other words and I assumed it brought memories of him being laid up in the hospital.
"I wasn't sure I was going to be a father at all."
My brows almost hit each other and my lips were still turned downward. "What do you mean?"
"You broke off our engagement and took my daughter."
"I didn't take her from you. You know I would never keep you away from your daughter." I say, my tone a bit sharp. "As for our engagement. We're not ready. Look around us, Carter. We're in a tough place right now."
"I don't give a shît. We were in a tough place when I did propose and your ass said yes."
I could feel the rage vibrating off of him. His face was turning a bit red and his glare became even harsher. By then, the tears that welled were gone.
"Yeah, well..." my voice trailed off because, I had nothing to say.
"Do me a favor and tell me why you really gave it back."
I looked away from him and took a step back, sitting down in the chair I was once in. I rubbed at my temples. "I told you—"
"You left because I shot your shîtty father. Just say it."
"More so to you tricking me." I say, looking at him.
"You were in my way but that's my fault. You're ass has always been stubborn."
I shrugged. "That's the price with being with me."
"Sure fvcking is. Makes me rethink a lot of shît." He murmurs, shifting and laying back down on the bed with his arms behind his head.
My heart cracked at his words and my nerves went wild. Now it's been twenty minutes and I don't think we're actually getting somewhere and not in a good way.
"What's that suppose to mean?" I leaned forward in my chair with crossed arms.
He closed his eyes and exhaled a loud breath. "Nothing."
I stood to my feet. "It's not nothing Otherwise what you just said wouldn't have flew out your mouth. Are you regretting us?"
"Did I say that?" His tone was filled with annoyance.
"No but you not saying much. Come on, Carter. Tell me how you really feel. We're stuck in here and we're talking. Just give it to me straight."
He sits up suddenly and stares at me. "You really want to here what I have to say?"
I nod, inhaling then exhaling. "Yes."
"You annoy the fvck out of me," he started, his tone rough.
I swallowed hard as I prepared myself for what he was about to say to me and I knew none would be good.
"Your all over the place. You don't know what you want. You go against everything I say and wonder why I have a reason to act the way I do. When you left, it made me realize something I known for a while now. All the things you said, you thought, and tried to do in my chaotic lifestyle was just in the moment. You were never really built for this shît I call a life and I never met a stubborn woman that irks the fvck out of me so bad. You piss me off to no end and you don't think. You think everyone deserves a second chance but they don't. I had enough of it. I'm tired and your judgment frustrates me. What we have is toxic and I got enough shît to deal with besides you." He finished.
And his truth hurt.
I didn't realize I was crying until a tear fell on the side of my hand. I annoy him? I don't think? He's tired? Tired of me.
I sniffed and wiped at my wet cheeks. Inhaling shakily, I nod my head. I met his eyes once again and gave him a sad smile.
"I understand." I say, a sad laugh left me. "You're tired of me and I'm a lot right now." I wiped more tears but they wouldn't stop falling. "I'll make it easier on you and say we're over and we can continue switching off Cariana."
My hands shook as I pulled out my phone to call Camille.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
Ignoring him as I made my way to the door. There was nothing else to say. Carter was sick of me and I was going to let him have his space.
"Did you guys work out everything?" Camille's excited voice blared on the other end just as I placed my hands on the door handle.
"Yes, now please come unlock the door." I tried to keep my voice from breaking but I just couldn't do it.
What Carter said to me was hitting me hard.
"Tiana, what happ—"Suddenly the phone was snatched out my hand.
I turned around to see Carter standing over me and placing the phone to his ear. "I'll call you when we're done."
He didn't bother waiting for a reply because he ended the call and slipped my phone into his pocket.
"Give me my phone, please." My words came out in a whisper.
"We're not done talking." He says, reaching out to grab my arm.
I pulled away. "Y-You've said what you wanted to say. I gave you my apology and–let go of me." I cried when he reached out again, grabbing my arms.
"Tiana."
My tears fell hard down my face as I tried to push him away and it frustrated me when he pulled me closer causing me to fall into his chest.
"You don't have to say anything else. I get it. Just give me my phone and I'll leave you alone." I cried, turning back for the door and he held me tighter.
I felt a sob crawling up my throat and I didn't want to be here when it left my lips. My heart was breaking and it was my fault he felt this way.
"Tiana, listen—"
"No," I pushed at his hard chest. I didn't want to hear anymore. He was breaking my heart.
Before I knew it, he walked us away from the door into the nearest wall. My back meeting the hard surface. One of his hands grabbed my face, forcing my head up and I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to look at him.
"Look at me." His tone no longer harsh.
I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to look at him. So much pain was coursing through me emotionally.
"Look at me, babe."
This time, I couldn't hold back the sob that left my lips and I full out cry. I was no longer fighting him. I was just against a wall with closed eyes while crying like a baby.
He sighed, letting go of my chin and I expected him to let me go but he did the opposite. He pulled me completely in his chest, wrapping his arms over my shoulder, kissing the top of my head. My hands were planted on his chest already, feeling the warmth of our bodies together as he held me.
After a moment passed, my crying began to soften up but Carter didn't let me go.
I kept quiet and kept my eyes closed. My head was also against his chest and I heard the beat of his heart. It was slow and calm. I whimpered unconsciously followed by a hiccup.
"I'm sorry, baby." He murmurs against my head. "Forgive me."
I sniffed. I was quiet for a few seconds more before finding the courage to speak up again. "Why? You did nothing wrong."
He kissed my head again. "I didn't mean some of the things I said." He pulls away but wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me close.
I wipe at me tears with the pad of my fingers and sniffed the little snot that I felt rolling in my nose. I breathed in and out a few times and kept my head down, looking at my left finger. I stared at the silver band promise ring and I felt more tears.
I felt Carter let go of my waist and cup my face, lifting my head up and my teary eyes met his gaze. "Do you know how much I love you, Tiana?"
God, help me. I can't stop my eyes from leaking.
"I'd give my life for yours without hesitation." He says, stroking my wet cheeks with his thumbs.
My hands somehow found each wrist and held on to them. Smoothing my fingers over the wrist I couldn't circle completely, I stared into his eyes. His eyes never left mine when he spoke.
"Things need to change." He says and I didn't argue.
"I'm sorry." I said sadly, meaning it. No more going back and no more changing my opinions. I exhaled air through my nose, closing my eyes while shaking my head.
I watched him. His face straightened. "I'm sorry too but you know I have every right to feel the way I do."
And more guilt tears fell. "I know and I'm sorry." My voice broke again and I sniffed, looking down.
He lifted my head and he kissed me. It was light and his lips were soft.
I pulled away about an inch before looking into his eyes. I couldn't help but let myself be drawn in. I leaned back into him and met his lips head on.
The sound of our kisses bounced around in the room and I felt myself wanting him but I knew I had one more week before I could actually have s****l relations with him.
"Carter," I managed to breath against his lips before he kissed me again.
"I know." He breathed. "Just let me kiss you."
His arm curled around my waist, pulling me with him towards the hospital bed. My hands went to his shirt and I balled it up into my fist while our kiss never broke but deepened. I angled my head in a way so my tongue met his. Our tongues fought each other for dominance, his strong hands pushed downward on the back of my thighs. He sat on the bed and brought me closer, picking me up and settling me right over him. I felt his hard member rub against me through my leggings. Suddenly, I felt Carter yank on my hair tie and my hair fell around us like a curtain.
I could feel myself becoming moist. He was kissing me like he'd been starving for a while and I'm the only one who will quench his hunger.
I moaned as his arm moved and his hands grasped my waist and moved me back and forth over him. My hands cupped his face while he grind me over him. He groaned into my mouth and his member twitched.
We were so engrossed in each other, we didn't even here the locks to the room door click and open.
"Oh my gosh! Abort. Their not finished yet!" Camille's voice made me gasp and jump at the sudden interruption.
"Fvck." Carter grunts and makes sure his hard member was out of sight.
"I'm sorry! This is forever burned in my brain!" Camille voices before gagging.
I turned a little bit and I could see Camille covering her eyes with her hand. I also took notice that no one was behind her nor in the hallway that showed off to the side. The lights were dim and it looked clear.
Where is the staff?
"I'm sorry. Give them an hour. No, two hours." She voices into her phone, quickly closed the door behind her, locking it once again.
It was quiet for a moment and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Less than a second Carter chuckles.
Camille was actually lucky. We could have been full out naked.
I turned back to Carter and he looked up at me. "So, we're alright?"
"Things got to change but we'll be alright. And don't you ever step in front of a gun again. I could have shot you and that wouldn't sit right with me for a while."
"Promise." I meant it. I held up my left hand, showing my pinky. Carter smiles and lifted his left hand and linked our pinkies together.
I moved our joined hands to my lips and kissed his hand. He did the same, staring me in my eyes.
"I love you." I say, my voice gentle and soft.
"And I love you. Always, babe."
Our lips found each other's and my inner self relaxed.
We were okay and we were going to change a few things. We're going to stick together and always have each others back.
No more games and no more hesitancy.
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