Back in New York

I arrive at my apartment at exactly 12:52pm. I arrived the airport at 7:30am, departed 7:42am. Arrived in New York at exactly 10:55am, a drive to my apartment is approximately 1 hour 40 minutes.

I settle in, I realized that Naomi didn't bring my bags to my apartment, I felt the need to call her but I'm so exhausted right now.

I lay on the bed for some minutes before walking to the kitchen to fix me a cup of coffee.

I turn on the TV set after settling down in the living room with my cup of coffee. I leave again for the kitchen to make waffles this time. I return to the living room with a plate of waffles with chocolate syrup over it and pecans ontop. I place them on the table and leave to get nutella.

It's a weird combination, I know but it's one of a kind, trust me.

I tune in to my favorite show as I munch on my waffles, tastes very good. I finish up my waffles couple of minutes later, I clear the table and return to the living room with a teaspoon. Aside waffles, nutella's another food I don't joke with. I could eat nutella all day, finish up 4 - 5 cans of nutellas in a day.

I dig my spoon into my nutella and take out a spoonful of nutella and stuff it into my mouth.

"Oh my fucking god!" I say out as I scurry out of the living room to get my cellphone.

I promised to call Asha and she's probably waiting for it. I dial her number as I walk back to the living room.

I settle on the cushion, I was waiting for her to answer her phone. I stuff two spoonfuls of nutella in my mouth and just then she answers.

"Hey". She said.

"Hey, how are you?" I ask, mouthful of nutella, it came out as a muffled moan.

"I can't hear you."

I put the call on hold and finish up with the stuff in my mouth then I retrieve the call.

"I'm sorry about that, I had a mouthful of nutella when you picked up. So I said hey, how are you?"

"Oh, that. Means you've gotten home then? I'm fine and you?"

"What do you think?"

She takes in a deep breath. "Well let's see, you had a mouthful of nutella so you're probably fine. When did you get there?"

"Some minutes ago."

"Oh, I miss you already."

"Yeah."

"Can you spam me a picture of your house? If that's okay with you."

"Yeah, yeah it sure is. Right after the call."

I see Jason approaching my house from the television.

"Let me call you back." I say and hang up.

The nerves?! What the fuck is he doing in my house? I step away from the television and settle on my couch.

The door bell rings but I ignore it, he has keys to my house.

I lay on the couch on my back, staring at the ceiling, my fingers laced together. I was expecting him to walk right in but he didn't. I walk over to the television to see what's happening. He's still at the door, holding a bunch of flowers.

My house is filled with CCTV cameras.

I walk over to the door and open it as he didn't seem like he's gonna give up ringing that door bell anytime soon.

"What's it?" I ask with my arms folded.

"I'm sorry." He says and I scoff.

"About what exactly? Humiliating me in public or acting weird at the cinema or pleading with me to go to the cinema and when I finally agree you drag me back without even getting to see the movie or letting me leave or abandoning me in the streets of Miami knowing fully well I'm a stranger there or not making any attempts to find me after I left or for being a douchebag or for leaving me in the streets knowing I look vulnerable? Jason, there's a lot you've to apologise for, like I could go on. You're so heartless Jason! That night you left me on the streets knowing fully well about my situation and topping it all I left your parents house with nothing when we were going to the cinema, that night Jason, I knew how much of a heartless person you can be, I knew you didn't love me or care about me because if you did, you wouldn't let me leave like that. And now you show up at my doorstep saying you're sorry? Get the fuck out of my compound!" I yell.

"I'm sorry for everything Marvlyn. I'm not leaving...it's important I say this. I'm really sorry, I was an asshole I know. I'm sorry about last night. I couldn't even make peace with myself, I swear Arvy, I searched for you that night, I drove round Miami but I couldn't find you, I was sick worried I promise. I called you, left voicemails and text messages, you didn't reply any, you didn't even answer your phone. I'm really sorry Arvy, I promise. At least, take these flowers from me."

"The guts Jason! You promise? Fuck you with that okayy?" I take the flowers from him and toss it on the floor, causing the petals to detach from the stalk. "So what were you expecting? You were expecting me to say Jason, you're caring? How do you expect me to ever want to talk to you again?! I'm exhausted now. Take your leave."

"Marvlyn, we need to talk and I'm not asking." He says with a straight face.

I look at him puzzled and heart broken. I turn on my heels to walk in but then he holds my hand and draws me back.

"I said we need to talk! Everything happens for a reason!"

"Oh really?"

"Give me a proper reception to your house!" He demands.

I slap him hard across the face before slamming the door shut at his face.

"He did a lot of wrongs and came to apologize but still had the effontery to command, make demands, be rude and still be arrogant. What a bitch!"

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Jason's POV

I walk back to my car sulking, after she slammed the door shut at my face. I'm upset about literally everything.

Sometimes I really don't understand myself, I'm so arrogant and I know it but it's really hard dealing with it. At this point, I know I wronged her and I've a lot of apologizing to do but pride won't let me.

I lean on my car, gazing at her house in the distant. I sigh and look away.

"Should I apologize now or just leave?"

I rake my fingers through my hair as I let out a sigh of frustration. I pace up and down the environ perplexed about the next step to take.

I open the door and get in. I start the car and the engine revs. I sigh in frustration and turn it off. I step out of the car, take out my phone to call her but I'm not able to bring myself to do it. *Come on Jason, there are a lot of girls out there that want you. Don't go chasing after this piece of trash.*I tell myself. *But, she's not just any type of girl!*

"Gosh, what has this girl done to me?" I say out loud.

I get into the car and zoom off. I had already gone halfway away from her house when I stopped the car.

I couldn't think straight, she hasn't done anything wrong to me, I've been the one doing things to her, why am I overthinking this?

*At this point, I think you should apologize to her*

I start the car and reverse back to her house.

I alight the car after parking it in front of her yard. I walk through the gate and knock on the door. She opens the door shortly after and I'm short of words...I couldn't even look her in the face.

"I'm sorry." I heard myself say and she ushers me in.