Page 52 of I Heard It All Before

“Did you change the access code? I’m at the gate and can’t get in,” Asha replied.

“I changed the code and the locks too. You no longer live here, so you don’t need access,” Cam pointed out.

“I need to get my stuff that I left there. Can you buzz me in with your phone?” Asha questioned.

“Man, I’ll pack that shit up and bring it to your mama’s house later,” Cam answered.

“No, I want my stuff now. I’m already here Cam. Why can’t I get it right now?” Asha questioned.

“That shit has been here for weeks Asha. A few more hours won’t kill you. I have to leave out tonight, so I’ll bring it to you later,” Cam replied before he hung up the phone.

Asha was not the one for him to play with and she was not leaving so easily. She waited patiently until she saw someone leaving out of the gate a few minutes later and sped into the complex before it closed. Cam wasn’t even surprised when his doorbell rang a short time after he talked to Asha. She wasn’t the type to leave without a fight, but he didn’t have time for her drama. That was exactly what he didn’t want to happen if Demi ever came to visit. He was trying to get his business up and running first, but he couldn’t wait to decorate and move into his house.

“Open the door Camden!” Asha yelled as she knocked and continued to ring the bell.

Cam jumped up from the sofa and grabbed a garbage bag. He put the shoe boxes, purses, and other items that Asha had left inside. He left her outside as he double checked each bedroom and bathroom to make sure she didn’t leave anything else. He didn’t want her to have any reason to show up again.

“Really Camden?” Asha frowned when he finally opened the door for her. She had been standing outside his door for at least fifteen minutes, and he had just decided to open it.

“Here, this is everything that you left. I checked all the rooms and bathrooms, just to be sure,” Cam said while shoving the garbage bag in her hand.

“This shit is heavy. Can’t you help me bring it to the car?” Asha asked.

Cam wanted to choke slam her stupid ass, but he would do anything to get her to leave. He took the bag from her and followed her to her car in the parking lot.

“The fuck you standing there for Asha? Open your trunk,” Cam snapped impatiently.

“Why are you talking to me like that?” Asha asked as she stood near her trunk and stared at him.

“I’m about to leave you and this heavy ass bag standing right here. Try me if you want to,” Cam warned.

“Can we talk Cam?” Asha inquired.

“Yeah, we can talk about you opening this damn trunk,” Cam replied.

“I’m serious Cam. I think I made a big mistake. I miss you. I miss us,” Asha said as she stood there with her hands clasped behind her back.

“You can miss me with this dumb shit. You didn’t make a mistake. You did what was best for you, and I can’t do nothing but respect that.” Cam shrugged.

“But, leaving wasn’t what was best for me. I love you baby and I’m sorry,” Asha said as she ran her hand up and down the zipper of his jeans.

“Keep your hands to yourself Asha. You wanted this shit to be over and it is. This ain’t no make-up test. Ain’t no do overs. Now, open your trunk or pick this shit up yourself,” Cam argued.

“You’re saying one thing, but the bulge in your pants is saying something different.” Asha licked her lips and smiled.

“Don’t flatter yourself baby girl. A strong wind can make my dick hard, so that ain’t nothing to be proud of. Get your shit and see yourself out of the complex,” Cam said as he dropped the bag and attempted to walk away.

“Baby, wait,” Asha said as she grabbed his hand and held it in hers.

Cam looked down at her hand and let his gaze linger for a while. A small smile crept up on his face as he replayed a few things over in his head.

“What happened to the nigga who was taking care of you and shit? I thought he was putting you up in a house and all that,” Cam inquired.

“He did, but that’s not what I want. I’m miserable without you, Cam. Even he knows how much I love you. And stop trying to act like you’re so innocent. I know what happened in the bathroom with you and Courtney the night you went to jail. And I know that you’re still fucking that desperate bitch. I wonder what her husband would say if he knew that she was giving it up to her ex nigga in a car.” Asha frowned.

“The fuck,” Cam said, wondering where she was getting her info from. A light bulb went off in his head and he didn’t have to wonder for long.

“We’ve both made mistakes Cam, but I’m willing to forgive and move on. You have to be willing to do the same,” Asha said while looking deep into his beautiful eyes.

“Nah, I’m good on you, Asha. Besides, you shouldn’t have to lower your standards by being with a broke nigga like me. Broke doesn’t look good on you, remember,” Cam said, reminding her of what she had told him not too long ago.

He would have been a fool to ruin what he was trying to build with Demi to go backwards with her. He didn’t care that Demi was still married. Asha didn’t even have a comeback, so she watched as Cam walked away and went back inside. She wanted to say more, but she had already said too much when she left him. Cam was making her eat her own words and they didn’t taste very good. Asha grabbed her bag and threw it in the trunk. Her first plan didn’t work, but she had more tricks up her sleeve than a magician. There was no way that Cam was gonna live the good life without her being right there by his side. That’s exactly where Asha felt as though she belonged.

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