Status: In Time

To Caress My Day

Chapter 228: Put In My Two Cents

Unlocking the door of her apartment, Twigs swung it open and entered her home. Spent from her time in a dance studio, she ditched her backpack on the floor by the door before shutting it and engaging the locks. Depositing her wallet and keys on a small table nearby, she lumbered into her kitchen where at that exact moment, Simone decided to ring up her phone from all the way in California. Letting out a groan at being delayed from her silent peace, Twigs retrieved her phone out of her coat pocket as she poured herself a glass of water from her sink.

“Hey, Twiggy Baby!” Simone’s voice hailed out as soon as Twigs accepted her call. “How did your rehearsals go?”

Smiling for the first time since her day got started, Twigs leaned back against the sink, took a quick sip of her water and then set that aside on the counter. “I’ll put it this way…” Drifting into her living room, she slumped herself onto her couch. “I’m gonna rip the balls off of the next leg I’m expected to grind up on like a dog in heat.”

Simone burst out laughing on her end as she too sagged onto her own couch from her house in California. “It was that bad?”

Twigs nodded to herself before emitting a childish whine that was genuinely felt. “Simooooooone! You know the only leg I wanna ever hump on is my boyfriend’s leg, and right now the man is too busy and faraway for that kind of physical interaction.”

Lamenting along, Simone added. “Girl, I know! That man is always so wrapped up in his work.”

“Yes.” Twigs whimpered out, feeling strangely emotional over that fact all of a sudden. Tears began to dispatch to the surface of her brown eyes and threatened to overflow from the corners, but she was quick to blot them away with the back of her hand.

Hearing her former roommate’s sniffling, Simone’s brow furrowed with concern over her unforeseen emotions. “Aww, honey, are you okay?”

“Yeah.” Twigs found herself nodding again. “I’m just emotional today for some weird reason.”

“Twigs, if I can be frank here for a minute…you haven’t really been the same since you’ve returned from that bombass island vacation.” Simone shared with a frown as she played with the fringes dangling at the ends of her mini skirt. “Did something…bad happen over there that you failed to mention?”

“No, no absolutely not! It was quite the opposite actually. Everything I could have ever wanted! Only…” Twigs trailed off after having passionately defended THE best vacation she’d ever gone on in her life.

Simone waited for her to wrap up that sentence, but she never did. Taking the initiative to help her along, she drawled back. “Only…what?”

“It ENDED, that’s what! That damn perfect week had to come to an end and now I’m back to where I was before, hardly able to reach my fucking man because he’s so goddamn busy all the fucking time he can’t pick up the phone to talk for five minutes!” Twigs growled with resentment, feeling completely unlike herself. First she’d felt drained, then unexpectedly sad, now angry. But she couldn’t help her roller coaster emotions and so she became a passenger along for the ride. “I just…I missed that man like CRAZY! And during that week we were on the island, we got to talking about things like…marriage.”

“WHAT?!” Simone screeched, damn near flying off her couch and through her ceiling.

“Yeah, exactly.” Twigs affirmed it to be so.

“Oh, hell no! Imma needs more information than that, Tahliah! Spill it, and I mean everything!” Simone commanded her sternly, dropping back down onto her couch again. “And I’ll know if you’re lying too!”

“Seth brought it up first. I don't remember what night it was or what we were even doing at the time. I couldn’t notice anything but him at that moment.” Twigs tried to paint that moment as clearly as possible. “He wanted to know if I could see myself being married to him, which I totally could! But only if I could learn to accept the ugly side that comes with being involved with someone as famous as him.”

“I can understand that. It’s not like dating the average Joe, no one cares about them. You date a celebrity though, the whole world has to be in on every little aspect of it.” Simone said, shaking her head to herself at the audacity of people sometimes. “It’s like the world owns them or something.”

“The thing I realized though…is that I want to get over my fear and move on from it. It was an epiphany I had on the island.” Twigs told her passionately, her eyes no longer twinkling from her tears but from her own hopes and dreams for the future. “I want to move on from this restriction so I can marry Seth!”

Thrilled beyond words for her friend, Simone repeated with excitement. “Oh my god, girl! You wanna marry him!?”

“Yes! I do! Of course, I can see now that it’s WAY too early in our relationship for me to want something as serious as that. We’ve only been together for 5 months.” Twigs considered with clearer thinking. “It doesn’t feel like it though. I’d put my money on 20 years together rather than 5 months.”

“Same here! And I’m not even in y’alls relationship!” Simone concurred with a laugh.

“I want to marry him, Simone. I want to have his last name. I want to forever belong to him and for him to belong to me!” Twigs gushed with a dreamy smile on her face and flushed cheeks.

“Twiggy Baby, I want that shit for you too, girl!” Simone supported 100%. “But you gotta remember that the timing has to be right for the both of you. You can’t forget that no matter how much this man wants you as his wife right NOW or all the things he’s done for you, if you jump the broom too early, it might ruin everything you have because you were too impatient. Let me ask you this, if Seth was there in front of you right now, would you go down to the courthouse if he asked you too and marry him right there on the spot knowing what comes packaged with him?”

And so the tears were back in full force. Rolling her eyes at her overly emotional behavior, Twigs got to wiping them from her cheeks. She let Simone’s words sink into her brain, not her heart before contemplating on it. “I would want to. I want to so damn badly! My heart especially does.”

“What about that beautiful creative brain of yours?” Simone inquired, knowing that organ would be the most logical one of the two. “What does it say to him?”

Gritting her teeth in frustration because its answer went against her yearning heart, Twigs closed her brown eyes and let out a lengthy sigh before answering. “It would say…that I’m still not ready yet.”

Not soon after admitting that, Simone heard Twigs bounded off her couch to pace her living room floor. She could feel her dissatisfaction deriving from the phone. Worried, she asked. “Twigs, are you okay?”

“I don't understand! I don’t understand why the hell I’m still not ready yet to take the plunge!” Twigs ranted as she paced rapidly back and forth. “I’m in love with Seth, and he’s in love with me! I actually want to fucking marry the guy! What else can he or I do to make these fears of mine go away once and for all so we can be happy together?”

“Well, if I can put in my two cents, I’d say it’s not Seth that has to do anything here.” Simone answered her carefully. “It’s you, girl.”

“Me?” Twigs echoed, slowing her pacing to a standstill. “What the hell can I do about it? I feel like I’ve already given all I got!”

“I…literally don’t know.” Simone admitted with a wince on her end.

“Shit.” Twigs cursed softly in the phone. She could feel the exhaustion creeping back in to take her.

“Sweetie, please, calm down for a second. You need to find patience within yourself, okay?” Simone told her. “Remember, you can’t rush this or it could destroy your relationship with Seth. Just keep riding this storm you’re in. Soon you’ll get onto the other side of it and hopefully then you’ll be ready to be in a proper relationship with him.”

“I pray you’re right, Simone.” Twigs whispered to her, taking a seat back down on her couch.

“Me too.” Simone prayed as well before catching the time on the clock mounted on her wall. “Damn! Listen, I gotta get going, I’ll talk to you soon though, okay? I love you, girl, bye!”