"Jamal Tramell Bradley." I couldn't speak. "Jamal Tramell Bradley III." Chantel's entire tone had changed. I couldn't believe the words that I had let escape my mouth. I mean I had known I liked her since the fight on the bus but I never told a soul. I watched her grow from a young girl to a grown woman. A beautiful black queen. My feelings for her only grew over time; I dared not to enter that realm though. I didn't want to tarnish our friendship. But keeping my true feelings bottled up, only made my feelings deeper for shawty.
"Chantel, I'm... I... I'm sorry, I made a mistake." My cell phone vibrated and lite signifying that the call had ended. My heart broke into a million and one pieces. I had just made the biggest mistake of my entire life. I had made shit awkward between me and my best friend. So much so that she hung up on me, and of 15 plus years of knowing her I couldn't recall a time that ever happened. Wait, I lie; when Missy's "Get ya freak on" video came out she banged on me for the world premiere, I mean back then that was a legitimate reason.
I was dumfounded that my Vita V had banged on me. I was for real hurt by that shit. I tried to hit my bro up but I got no answer. I was hella tempted to hit Tel up but I could bring myself to press send on the phone. I wouldn't know what to say to her anyways. This bomb I dropped felt bigger than Hiroshima. Like this was life altering for real. I was trippin' heavy off this, and nothing or no one could tell me that I just hadn't ruined the greatest friendship known to man. I decided to hop in the shower to get away from the situation even if only for 10-15 minutes.
I didn't bother turning on any lights I was in such a somber mood. I stepped in and let the water cascade down my back. The water was soothing to my skin but was doing absolutely nothing to sooth my mind nor my heart. I just leaned my head back under the water as I felt the emotions starting to well up with in. I don't think I had ever felt this much sorrow.
