Chapter 5: Well Hello Kendra

Hey baby I'm sorry for not replying I got carried away I'm on my way though see ya soon :)

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D O R R I S

Despite knowing he was most likely at Kendra's, like Dalton had told me yesterday, I didn't bother replying. I guess that's where he's been this whole time. Gosh, I feel so stupid believing his lies and getting taken advantage of too.

I can't believe I fell for his bullshit. He said he'd make it up to me, and then he didn't. He says he's with friends, but that's all a lie he's at Kendra's every single time

Not giving a shit about me

That's where he had always been. If he was actually with friends, why did he try to keep things from me? Why did he lie about being with them? I have no idea what he was doing in that house. And now I have a bad feeling that something is going on behind the scenes.

I'm upset because of how stupid I feel for believing him. But thinking about it makes me tear up.

I'm bitter and infuriated because of his stupid ass and forgetting his promises. How could someone be so selfish and forgetful?

I sighed knowing I have to get fixed up before he comes. His message says he's on his way.

I got up to brush my teeth and take a shower. When done, I dress casually- simple jeans and a jean shirt with three unbuttoned buttons- not bothering with my thick curtain bangs.

Bailey ran beside me as I made breakfast bruschetta bagels for Elias. Elias enters the kitchen and stands in front of me, unbuttoning his shirt as if we were gonna have sex.

His dreads were tied back and he looked up at me. Smiling, he walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist.

"Good morning baby," Elias says, and I hum in response.

"I'm sorry I didn't call you. My mind was distracted," he tells me, kissing my cheek than my neck.

"It's fine; the bagels will be done in twenty minutes," I told him. He unhooked his arms from around my waist and went to sit down.

When I finished making the bagels, I gave him the food to him, we shared a kiss and I went to sit beside him.

Bailey was begging at our feet, as per usual. I released a breath through my nostrils as I smiled softly down at her.

"I'm just glad you're back now." I tell Elias, though I continued looking at Bailey. He takes my hand into his. I look up into his eyes, a sort of strong emotion dancing behind his lashes. One which I couldn't interpret. It felt like I was in a trance.

"You're staring again." I told him suddenly. He shrugged.

"Am I not allowed to stare at my gorgeous mate anymore?" Dorris questioned, and I gave him a soft smile and shook my head. After he finished his food we both sat on the couch as Elias turned on the T.V.

E L I A S

My mind switched to full-on Kendra mode. I will admit it was the best fuck we ever had l, even if I was drunk. Completely forgetting about my original lover, I kissed him. He was alarmed but went on with it.

We made out until a knock on the door disturbed us.

"Mmm, go get it." Dorris says moaning as we pulled away. I'm hoping it isn't Kendra coming by. If so, I'll be fucked for sure. Dorris made his way to the door.

Upon opening it, he's just as surprised as me to see Kendra, who opens her mouth to talk but stops.

She falters for a second but quickly masks it with a smile. "Dorris, hey," she greets.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" he asks, hoping she would say it's been awhile since the two hung out and that she wanted to catch up with him.

"I was here to drop something off for Elias and hang out here with you if I can." I saw that Dorris didn't think too much about the thing she said she's dropping off.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, sure you can." He welcomes her in; she walks in, and I look at Kendra who refuses to meet my gaze. I scoff, rubbing my face. I'll be cussed out for sure if either of them were to find out.

Dorris closes the door behind her. I was the first one to open my mouth.

"What are you doing here, Kendra?" I asked, wanting answers.

"Can I not visit my friend Elias?" she replied bluntly. I rolled my eyes looking over at Dorris who stared right back at me.

"Don't be rude, Elias. Kendra's our guest," Dorris chided as he plopped onto the couch right next to me, Kendra sitting on my other side.

My mind wasn't on the movie that played soundlessly in front of me. My mind was reeling from the subtle, hurt glances Kendra was giving me and the skeptics glances Dorris was giving me.

Oh, boy....