Katora

DaVonte

Zaire

Katora stirred her vegetables around on her plate as her and Zaire sat in a fancy restaurant. Rich folk sat around and ate their expensive meals while Katora felt uncomfortable. She covered her tattooed arms feeling naked and exposed to judgmental people. 

"Why did you bring me here?" Katora asked finally after fifteen minutes of silence. 

"I can't just spend time with you?" Zaire asked sipping his liquor. 

Katora tilted her head in disbelief. She placed the metal fork on the white table cloth and placed her hands in her lap. Zaire admired her features but wondered why she was so shy in different environments. 

"I thought we talked about this." She spoke clearing her throat. 

Zaire sucked his teeth, "We aren't supposed to catch feelings." 

"Exactly. When I said I'd call you for a good time I was talking about your dick and not your heart." Katora said rolling her eyes. 

"Look, I thought I was showing you how much I like you and you don't even notice the small shit I do." Zaire said as his fist balled up on the table. 

"Can you just take me back to DaVonte's house?" Katora asked politely. 

Zaire rubbed his beard before chuckling. Katora stared at him wondering what the fuck was funny. He took out his wallet and threw some large bills on the table before leaving her at the table. 

"Zaire! What the fuck was that?" Katora yelled once she reached his car. 

He was texting some chick on his phone about chilling later on that night. Katora snatched his phone out of his hands. He looked up at her like she was crazy. 

"Are you listening to me now?" Katora said as the anger showed on her face. 

"What man?" 

"What the hell was that back there? You fucking left me?" Katora said trying to calm her nerves. 

"You always bringing up that nigga everytime I ask a serious ass question." Zaire confesses. 

"DaVonte?" Katora asked knowing what the hell Zaire was talking about. 

"Yes! DaVonte! It's always DaVonte this and DeVonte that. I'm sick and tired of you being fucking stubborn. He doesn't give a shit about you but I'm over here trying to show you some attention and you can't even appreciate that. You know what?" Zaire spoke becoming more angry than Katora. 

"What?" Katora asked mean mugging him. 

"Yo dumb ass can stay here." Zaire walked to his car and sped off down the street leaving Katora stranded.

Her mouth fell agape not believing what had just occurred. Tears began pooling in her eyes as she took in what Zaire said. She knew DaVonte would never have feelings for her and she would always be viewed as the homie. 

Katora was complicated. She liked chasing guys rather than be the one chased. She didn't know how to take the affection Zaire was bringing to her. Katora always thought that Zaire was handsome and perfect but just not for her...yet. 

Katora sat down on the bench in front of the restaurant holding her phone in her hands. Unlocking the phone she went to her sisters contacts and dialed both Larissa and Shanell. They both answered. Before Katora could even speak she began to sob. 

"Kat? Where are you?" Shanell asked hearing her sisters cries. 

"What happened? SJ stop all that damn running in my house!" Larissa asked getting distracted by her eldest son SJ. 

"I-I..he left me!" Katora sobbed out. 

"Where are you?" Larissa asked as her voice came out more stern. 

"That fancy restaurant on third street." Katora finally spat before hanging up. 

Shanell's Cadillac rolled up to the curb where Katora cried. Larissa got out of the car and led her to the car. Tissues waited for her along with some candy for her to eat once she calmed down. Shanell looked at Katora through the rear view mirror as she drove on the highway. 

"So that nigga left you stranded out here? For what though?" Larissa asked as Katora laid on her lap. 

"She just told us what happened, Rissa." Shanell spoke rolling her eyes. 

"I'm so dumb." Katora spoke. 

"You can't be chasing a guy that don't wanna be chased. Sometimes you have to focus on someone else. Zaire had every right to be mad, Kat." Shanell said defending Zaire. 

"How! I didn't do anything wrong." Kat cried. 

"You over here fucking the dude brains out and he wanna take you out and love you and you neglecting all his efforts for some bum ass nigga who just view you as the homie. Get your shit together and look at the bigger picture." Shanell spoke.

"But, Zaire is just a fuck buddy to me. DaVonte will always have my heart for some reason." Katora said letting out a breath of air. 

"Look, I say you chill on the both of them. Have you a little me time. Get a new look, nails done, cook, do something other than fuck around with them! Have some time to think. DaVonte all cool and shit, but does he have your best interest? Think about that shit." Larissa says putting in her two cents. 

Katora walked tiredly to her apartment with red eyes. She locked her door and placed her phone on the charger and turned on her beats pill. The soulful sounds of Stacy Barthe played through the rooms. 

She ran some hot bath water dropping a bath bomb inside that turned the water a ocean blue color. Lighting some candles around her apartment Katora also light an in scent that smelled of lavender. 

Katora sat in the soothing bath water naked with her knees up to her chest. A blunt sat in her mouth calming her nerves. Closing her eyes she leaned back into the tub letting the water reach her neck. 

She had a lot of thinking to do. Sometime she'd have to realize that DaVonte wouldn't come to his senses for a long time. Zaire was someone she was scared to be with. Sighing, Katora put those thoughts and memories from lunch into the back of her mind. 

For now she just enjoyed her music and the weed that took her to her happiest place on earth. Her phone made a sound letting her know she had a message. She ignored who ever it was and closed her eyes once again. 

Zaire: However long it takes...I'll wait for you.

Author's Note: I been on winter break but I've been busy. Sorry for the wayyyyy overdue update! Vote and comment please. 

Thoughts on the argument between Zaire and Katora?

Thoughts on Zaire leaving Kat at the restaurant?

Did Katora's sisters give her good advice?