Serena unlocks the door of the 2.5 Million dollar mansion in Petersburg, Virginia she and Trey called home ever since the day he moved her in. She tried to be as quiet as possible walking across the marble floor with her 3 inch Manolos. She knew Trey wasn’t expected to be home, but she didn’t want to take any chances of running into him. She had her bags pre packed and since she already made reservations at the Ramada, her escape should be a smooth one. She tip toed up to the bedroom and made her way inside. Everything was clean so she knew the maids had come and left. She made sure the coast was clear than rushed into the closet to grab her things. The moment she headed out of the bedroom, bags in hand, she heard Trey coming. She swiped the manila folder she decided to leave for Trey off their bed tossed it in one of her bags and headed for the exit.
Trey walking in the room very tired, but now very confused. He sighed just having the feeling he was in for some shit that he was really not in the mood for.
Trey:*sighing* come on baby, I don’t know what’s going on, but I know I don’t have time for this. Where are you going? It’s almost one o’clock in the morning. *trying to remain calm and humble* I have a plane to Miami at 6am, I’m sure whatever “this” is that is bothering you, we can talk about tomorrow.
Serena *bluntly*: Sorry, I was planning to be gone before you got home.
She grabs her Lois Vuitton luggage bag and continues towards the door of the bedroom that she and Trey once shared. With every footstep closer she quickly reminisced about all the love making that went on in this room which made a heart jump knowing she was leaving it behind. All the memories they shared are to be shattered within minutes just as if a wine glass was dropped on a tile floor. She was fighting herself internally while trying to keep from looking him in the face. She was dying to get the hell out of there as fast she could. She knew that if she paused for one moment, Trey would just brainwash her with some more of his bullshit. A fight with her emotions and Trey’s charm was a battle she could never win.
Trey gets up and speeds towards the door closing it and standing in front of it so Serena had no choice but to face him.
Serena: I am tired of your shit Tremaine, move out of the way *she screams as the tears begin streaming down her cheeks and onto her Chanel T-Shirt Trey had just bought for her a couple of days prior*
Trey: What’s the matter Rena? Please stop all this foolishness. I told you already, as much as I really want to listen to you right now, a nigga need some sleep. I have a big day ahead of me.
Serena tries to contain herself. She slowly drops her bags to the floor and without a word she opens one of the travel bags and looks through it furiously. The fact that she can’t find what she is looking for at first, only made her more frustrated. Serena finally finds the medium sized manila folder she threw in her bag earlier. She takes it out and zips up her bag, stands to her feet than shoves the envelope into Trey’s hand. He takes the folder with a look on his face that is a mix between cautiousness and confusion. Trey squint his eyes and leans his head back as if he wanted to say “What the fuck” Serena is now crying uncontrollably. Her plan for coming home, grabbing her shit, leaving the envelope and bouncing was pretty much more than ruined. She is not sure if she is more hurt by the betrayal, or the fact that the 2 ½ year love she had was now coming to an end. This was it for her. Serena felt disrespected for the last time; she felt lied to and deceived one too many times and was basically tired. Trey ignores the envelope, sets it on the dresser, and grabs Serena by her left arm and pulls her closer.
Trey: Rena baby, please let’s stop all the dramatics. We can talk about whatever you want to as soon as I come home from this Miami trip.
Serena obliges and moves in closer to. She rubs her hand across his chiseled abs and up to his chest. She admires his body for what seems like an eternity thinking to her self how she could possibly let go of all of this. Trey looks to her like a blurry picture because of the fact that her eyes are full of tears. Every time she was in this situation she knew she would be weakened if she stared in to Trey’s face, but still, she didn’t fight it for some reason. Trey rested his hands on her waist giving her a look that Serena could not deny. .
Trey: Come on baby lets stop a----
Serena holds her finger to her mouth motioning for him to stop talking. She stares at him for a couples seconds before plunging her tongue in Trey’s mouth. She was passionate, but also aggressive at the same time. Trey is shocked in his mind because Serena is not aggressive at all in the bedroom. He always takes control and tears that ass to pieces every time. He goes along with her although, for once, he is really not in the mood for sex. He figures if this is what she wants than fine, anything to make her stop crying and go to bed.
Serena was kissing him as if her life depended on it. She began tugging at Trey’s T-shirt forcing him to let her take it off of him or it would be ripped for sure. She sucked his lips slowly, than his neck, down to his chest, than back to his lips again. Trey was trying to get into it, but it was hard since he was witnessing her every emotion at once.
Trey *grabbing her shoulders*: Baby, slow down. You had a long day. Let daddy help you relax.
Trey picks up Serena’s bags off the floor and attempts to put them in the closet, which must have snapped her out of her trance. All the anger and thoughts of what was inside of that envelope, reappeared in her mind. Her tears took over her beautiful hazel eyes within seconds. All you could see was the black mascara running down her cheeks as she grabbed for her belongings out of Trey’s hands determined to fulfill the plan about leaving him. He put up a small fight to keep hold of her bags, but let them go, not wanting to deal with the drama.
Serena yanked so hard she kind of stumbled because of her heels being so high. Trey couldn’t help but chuckle, he tried to hide it, but Serena had seen it so it was too late. She dropped her bags swinging wildly at Trey
Serena *screaming*: I hate you. I hate you I hate you!
Trey was now laughing out loud at her behavior. Let’s face it he thought she was acting like a child and further more, he didn’t know what the problem was. She didn’t connect with any of the blows she threw while she was stumbling all over the place in those big ass heels. Another thing that amused him is that Serena was never a fighter. She didn’t even play fight with him because she was afraid to break a nail. So her effort at kicking his ass was out right hilarious to him.
Serena: You think this is a joke. You take me for granite. I have done nothing but been there for you (she weeps) and you have done nothing but treat me like shit. None of these groupie bitches love you the way I do. I guess that’s the problem, you have too many hoes for you to love one.
Trey getting annoyed: All jokes aside Serena, what are you talking about we been playing this little game for the last twenty minutes, and I told you I got shit to-----
Serena *cutting him off*: Game? Game? You want to talk about games? Your sorry ass has been doing me dirty since day one. You think I don’t know about all the shit you do when you go on the road. You think I don’t know about the late night hotels. I saw your interview with Angela Yee, that damn sure wasn’t me in that secluded restaurant and you know you ain’t have me squirting all over the place. But let me guess, that’s fan talk? OK (she says and gives him a thumbs up) I’m stupid right?? Right?? What you can’t talk now. I gave up everything for you and this is what I get in return.
Trey *who is now furious*: Shawty, you really starting to piss me off, you know I love you. I will die for you. Everything I do I do it so that you and me are good. I give you whatever you want. What else can a nigga do to make you happy?
Serena: *brushing past Trey* Its too late for “happy”
Love Lost Part 2
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