Page 164 of Her Loyalty

"Aight, I'a get you some ice." He agreed but still laid there, not moving an inch. Soon after I'd heard his light snores again and I couldn't help but to laugh.

"Babe." I tapped him, waking him again and he popped up.

"Ice?" He asked and I nodded with a smile.

"Yes, babe."

"Aight, I'm gettin' your ice right na'." He sighed, slowly getting out of the bed and making his way out of the room.

As he did, I laid there listening as they played music loudly downstairs. Everyone was having fun while we were up herebeing boring. I began to overthink, something that I did a lot these days, thinking my fat ass was becoming a burden on Dominic's life.

To stop myself from crying, I got up from the bed slowly and waddled toward the door. Opening it, I walked out and made my way to the stairs.

"Woah woah, where you gon'?" Dom caught me, coming up the steps while I was about to make my way down.

"I got your ice right here and I crushed that shit up too." He explained with a cup full of crushed ice.

"Why don't we just go downstairs with everyone else?" I asked him as he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Na', I'm bout' to go to sleep and so is you."

"No." I whined, not wanting him to miss out on things he enjoyed doing like hanging with his friends, all because of me.

"It wun' a question, Tiana." He spoke sternly, looking at me.

"Ain't shit down there for you, so gon' ahead." He pointed to the room.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I turned on my heels and made my way back into the room like he'd insisted. Slowly getting back into the bed, he got in on the other side and gave me the cup of ice.

Saying nothing else, I chomped on the ice feeling chills all over my body. It almost instantly made me fell better.

While I ate, Dominic laid with his hands on my stomach while I looked up at the ceiling.

"Am I a burden?" I spoke softly, making him look at me.

"Tiana." He called and I looked down at him.

"Stop playin' with me, Aight?" He spoke sternly and I pouted.

"I'm just saying." I whined to him.

"Na' you sitting' there overthinkin' shit and making yourself upset."

"What I tell you about that?" He asked, turning completely over to me and wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Stop doin' that shit."

"All that dumbass shit you putting in your mind ain't true."

"Aight?" He asked and I nodded slowly.

"I can't hear that, T."

"Okay, babe." I spoke in agreement.

"I'm sorry, it's just hard not to think like that." I explained and he nodded.

"Look, I know you gon' through it but just chill out, aight?"

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