Chapter 1

"I believe in love." I mockingly mimicked the stupid cheesy romance movie that was playing on my curved screen TV and rolled my eyes. 

This was something I would have said if I was actually in a perfect relationship. Plus, there was no such thing as a perfect relationship. Never have I ever had a guy that gave me peace. Instead, I always ended up with brutal and selfish men. 

"My love for you is like a rainbow." The ginger head boy said to his supposed lover and immediately, I picked up my remote and switched the TV off.

"Love my ass!" I spat, laughing hysterically then I sobbed–what a drama queen.

I laid on my black leather sofa with my head resting on the arm. One of my leg was on the top of the back rest, while my hand covered my forehead. My other hand that was hanging from the sofa searched for my bottle of vodka. 

Sadly, unicorns and rainbows weren't all that mattered to me now–resisting the urge to jump off a cliff was my number two priority. Number one was living a comfortable and happy life, but joy was somewhat far from me. 

"I try to break the chains, but the chains keep on breaking me." I sang a song by-I didn't even know her name and I wasn't sure if those were the real words of the song. 

Finally, I made contact with the bottle and grabbed it from the floor. I sat to take a swig and wiped the tears that were beginning to dry off on my cheeks with the back of my palm. 

My eyes lingered on my phone that was plainly laying on the floor, hoping that his call or text would come in. Relationships were stressful! Why did I even get into this one?

I gulped down more vodka and got to my feet in an attempt to get my phone. Picking it up, I decided to call him but his darn line was switched off! How on Earth would you leave your girl for almost a month without contacting her? 

"Diana!" My thoughts got cut off by the irritating voice of my best friend who was currently snapping her fingers in front of my face. "The hell have you been thinking about that you didn't hear or see me come in?" 

I jerked and mirrored the scowl on her face. She blinked her fake lashes rapidly and wrinkled her pointed nose. 

"Eek! Is that smell coming from you?" Her big honey brown eyes flashed with disgust. "What were you thinking about?!" 

"The man whore I'm dating." I croaked, sitting and folding my legs on the chair. "And no, I don't smell." 

"You're dating yourself." She shrugged and joined me on the couch. "He's probably being generous with his dick out there, I don't see why you shouldn't be generous with yours." 

"Cause I'm not a whore, Tcee." I dry toned, rolling my eyes and wishing she'd not do the 'I told you so' talk today. 

Tcee was my best friend and her mind was always in the gutters–nothing good ever came out of it. 

"This is why you're still a virgin." She laughed like a drain, clutching her stomach and snatching the bottle of vodka from my hand. "Stop drinking alcohol–" she hesitated with a small frown. "Without me!" She pushed her head back and drank from my bottle. 

"Oh, I'm sorry I am a virgin. Would you like to deflower me dear Cindy Timothy?" I threw my hands in the air and my voice had a drip of sarcasm in it. 

"Yay! I've been waiting for this day." She clapped her hands like a kid and my brows bumped together in a scowl. Say what now? "Hold on."

She zipped open her bag and pulled out a yellow long thing that looked like-oh, my goodness! Was that a-the fuck?!

"The fuck is that?" I narrowed my eyes at it. 

"A vibrator bitch! Now give your ass to me so I can break your fucking hymen!"

"Tcee!" 

"Just kidding. It's an umbrella." She laughed her gut out and pulled the cover off the thing that mirrored a vibrator. "See." She pressed a button and the umbrella unfolded.

"Better, you almost gave me a heart attack." I held my chest and she laughed more. "I hope you choke on your spit."

She smacked me with a throw pillow and got to her feet to do a three sixty for me. 

"What do you see?" She struck a pose and I scanned her from head to toe with my eyes.

Tcee had on a black jumpsuit that hugged her body like it was a second skin. Her frosty blonde hair was packed in a messy bun and she had her edges perfectly done. She looked beautiful as always. 

"I see a beautiful Tcee." I stated, a bit confused. She only did this whenever she had a make over or a date. "Why?" 

"Look harder!" She face palmed and spun again. 

"Are you pregnant?" I asked with cow eyes and she shot me a death glare. 

"Must you always mention pregnancy?" 

"Okay, your edges are good?" 

"Damn it! My ass increased, blind bat." She turned and bent with her hands resting on both knees and before I could say Jack, she began to twerk.

"Eye sore!" I rubbed my eyes and drank some vodka. "It's still the same size."

She stopped clapping her butt cheeks and turned to face me. "Are you for real?" 

"Yes, why?" 

"I've been squatting. I can't believe I've been wasting my time." She dramatically held a hand to her head and slumped on my sofa. "Ohh! Why me mother nature, why is my ass flat?" 

"Stop being over dramatic. How long have you been squatting?"

"Five days!" 

"What?" I held in a laugh. Was she serious? "Just five days and you think you'll turn out to be Cardi or Nicki?" 

"Isn't that how it's supposed to be?" She sat upright and viewed my face. 

"Well..." I surpressed a smile and stared at my milk ceiling before bouncing my gaze on my grey painted walls. "You're so dumb." I fell about and she stood up, grabbing the umbrella. 

"Okay, give me that ass!" She stormed towards me and I hid my face in my throw pillow, screaming for help. 

My doorbell went off, interrupting Tcee and I. Our heads snapped up and I was slowly suffocating because Tcee was sitting on me. 

The handle twisted and the person I never expected made her way into the sitting room, drawing a red box behind her. 

"Oh, I didn't know you were busy. I'll just wait upstairs." Eliana tittered and Tcee got off me. 

"Eliana?" I squinted my eyes and rubbed my temples. "I didn't know you were coming."

"Just as I didn't know you preferred female-" 

"Eliana!" I exclaimed and looked sternly at her, cutting her off of what ever unholy sentence she was about to complete.

"Sorry." She zipped her mouth. "I missed you so much." 

"I like this girl! She's as dirty as me." Tcee remarked, going over to pat Eli on the back. 

"Come here..." I stood up and pulled her in for a hug. "Why are you here?" 

"Long story." She sighed and I sensed something was wrong. 

"What if I wasn't here?"

"But you're here."

"Damn! I like this girl." Tcee grinned and Eliana reflected it. 

"Stop it, Tcee." I warned and turned my gaze back to my baby sister. "You don't embark on journeys without informing the person you're going to visit." 

"But I wanted to surprise-"

"You know I hate those." I threw my hands in the air, refusing to believe that she traveled from Nashville to see me.

"C'mon, cut her some slack. At least you have a sister that loves and visits you. I'm the only child and it's pretty lonely." Tcee stated, sitting on the couch and putting on the TV. "Looks like she's here to stay. At least you wouldn't think so much about Eddie." 

"Go freshen up," I said and Eli left. 

This girl was unbelievable. When I was in college, she'd just drive all the way to my school without informing me. This moment I'd be sitting on my bed and the next I'd get a call from my sister asking me to get my butt out. This used to piss me off back then.

My phone vibrated beside me before my ringtone filled the entire room. The moment I took in the caller ID, my jaw slacked and my heart skipped a beat–maybe it skipped two. 

I stared longly at my screen and the call ended. My gaze went higher to Tcee and found her engulfed in the movie that was being played. 

Suddenly, the phone vibrated again–he was the one ringing my phone after how many weeks of abandoning me. I gulped and tapped on the answer button.

"H-hey." I held the phone to my ear and awaited his response. 

"Hey, muffin." His husky voice made my stomach tie itself into knots. "I missed you so much. You wouldn't believe what happened to me."

A lump sat in my throat and I struggled to swallow it down. 

"Muffin?" 

"Yeah? What happened to you?" I managed to say, feeling my throat slightly becoming dry. 

"I was robbed and everything was stolen from me. I got fucking stranded on the streets of Florida. Thankfully, my aunt lives there." He continued giving excuse upon excuse. 

"Were you hurt?" Foolish me bought his excuse and in that moment, I knew I was in for another ride of a relationship that was like chopping onions! 

"No, I missed you so much and I want to see you." He sounded throaty.

"I thought you abandoned me." 

"I love you, I can't abandon the future mother of my kids." 

This melted my heart and an uncontrollable smile crawled up my face and my cheeks got stained–I turned crimson.