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Yana (part 4)
I know I've posted this one before I got the amount of votes I asked for before I posted this but I need to get this out before I forget it. But, you could call this story Hiding My Love (even though it is actually called Yana) I thought I would go simple on the name this time around. I shouyld be posting the next part perty soon so don't worry. *smiles* Here goes, PART 4! Enjoy! **************************************************************** Mom: Ahhh!! Yana!!! Look at you!! Mom ran up and drowned me in a huge hug. Me: Oh Mom. Love you. Mom: Love you too. Uh, I love you so much. You can't ever leave the country again! Me: I'm 29! I think I can handle a little time away from Mother Dearest. *laughs* So, where is Oscar? I thought he was supossed to be picking me up? Mom: Puh, that no good, lazy, cheap, dirty, nasty, stank attituded, idiotic, low down- Me: I get it! *smiles* Mom, where is he? Mom: He asked me to come to pick you up. Apparently he was too busy to come. Me: *sigh* Whatever. Lets get out of here before you get recognized by- A Big Crowd: IT'S MONIQUE! AHHHHHHHHH! After we escaped my Mom's charging herd of fans we hopped in the SUV and headed off to my place. Mom: Bye dear, call you in a couple of days. Me: Why so long? Mom: I have important business to handle with the label for the next album. Me: Gotcha, Love you Mommy. Mom: Love you too. Bye! Walking in the door, Me: I'm Home!! Psh, as if anyones here. I'm tired from the plane ride so I drop my bags and head off to the bedroom. Theres loud rustling insiide! I put my ear up to the bedroom door.... Whispering? I open the door calmly... Oscar: *breathing heavily* Hey Babe! Your looking more... beautiful than... than... You look great! Me: Mmm, thanks. Hey Oscar? Oscar: *looking around* Yes Lovely. Me: Where are your clothes? Oscar: I haven't done laundry in ages, you know. Without any clean under garments I thought I'd go comando for a night. *quickly changing the subject* So how was the trip? While Oscar speaks my eyes shoot to the floor. A red and pink, high heeled stileto poking from underneath the bed. My heart drops, I know exactly whats going on here! Me: *ignoring his question* Is this, my shoe? Oscar: *studdering* Ye- Ye- Yeah. Of cour- course. I bought you uh, I bought you new pumps. You like? Me: Sure do. What a sweet gesture. I'll put it away. Oscar: NO!! *jumping up* I'll do it! *clearing his throat* I'll, I'll do it. Me: No I'll do it! I can handle IT! I throw open the closet door to see a carmel skinned partially nude woman standing htere with messy hair and smeared lipstick. Shes cuffing her breasts and crossing her long legs with a faint smirk on her face. AS IF THIS IS SOME KIND OF JOKE! Naked Lady: *faintly smiling* Why, hello there... Me: Is this why you could'nt pick me up from the airport? Oscar: Babe I can explain- Me: IS SHE WHY?!?! Naked Lady: *walking past me* I'm gonna... I'm gonna go. Oscar: Talk to you later Phoebe. Me: Phoebe? Oscar this is the 5th time you've cheated on me and I can't deal with this!!! Oscar: I........ Me: *on the brink of tears* The 5th time!!! And I stayed with you through it all! Thinking you could change! Time after time, thinking that you, !Oscar! could change! I'm an idiot for trying to believe it! I plop down on the bed and bury my face in my hands. He comes over and embraces me. The pain I feel is keeps me from pushing Oscar away. He sits, holding me and brushing my hair, trying to heal me when he's the root of my pain! Oscar: Your not just any idiot, your my idiot.... Later on that night I shower and get settled for bed. I lie down on the bed as far away from Oscar as I can, but he insists on talking to me. Oscar: *sounding remorseful* You are the woman I love Yana. I love you. I do. And I want to marry you one day. Don't give up on me like everyone else Baby, please. Me: Phoebe hasn't given up on you? Oscar: *sitting up* Why do you do that? That dweling on the past and shit? I'm trying to better this relashonship and help us move on and your holding us back. Me: Oscar I was just- Oscar: *jumping up* Oh I see how it is Yana!! You want me to leave! You want me to leave huh?!?! Me: Oscar I never said- Oscar: You know what? I'm leavin' and I'm never coming back! He snatches the drawer out of the dresser and stuff his things into a busted up suitcase. He's throwing things around despite his little size. He always does this! He always puts the blame on my shoulders, making me weaker and weaker. We've been together since High School and I've been by his side through a lot. Including the cheating. He's cheated before, more than 5 times. I know it. But I don't bring it up because he'll just deny it. Mom doesn't understand why I'm with Oscar but he Loves me. He needs somebody to care for him. I can't just leave him, alone and helpless. He has no job, heck he has no ambition. But thats alright! It's... it's perfectly fine because he has me. He has me. Right? Me: *calmly* Come back to bed Oscar. I don't want a big argument tonight. Honestly I don't. Oscar: *dropping his suitcase* I'm leaving! I'm gettng the Fuck utta places that I'm not wanted! If there's one thing my momma taught me was to get the hell out, when I'm not wanted! She told me that when she kicked me out at 15! Remember that! Me: Yes Oscar, I do. And I was there for you when you needed me! Oscar: *looking me deep in the eyes* Do you want me to leave? Me: For the thousandth time, Thats not what I want! Oscar: Then what do you want?!?! What do you want Yana!?!? You don't know, huh? But I'll tell you what you need, Me. You need me. Me: *whispering* All this time I've been thinkin' you needed me. Oscar: You think about that shit Yana. He turned over and snatched some blanket from me. He knows I can't stand that. Oscar: You think about what you want Yana. What do you want? What do I want? Through my silent prayers and even quieter tears I mumble, Me: I want a Friend For Life.... Michael..... **************************************************************** Thanks for reading. I know Michael wasn't really in this one but you need this info to understand whats happening next in PART 5!! This part needs 8+ votes to get Part 5! YEAH! -MyaNekol
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