by Tina J
Once she got there, he asked for the address and said he’d be back in an hour because she lived a half hour away.
I picked my phone up to call the bitch but decided to send a text. I don’t have the energy to argue with the bitch.
Marco Jr.
“Four more months and I get to meet you.” I spoke to Harlow’s stomach. I put my hands on it right after because my kid always moves when he or she heard my voice. Harlow wanted a surprise in the delivery room, so we have no clue what we’re having.
“You love me Harlow?” I asked staring at her lying on the bed.
“Why do you keep asking me? I can tell you yes a thousand times and it still won’t change.”
“I wanna know why you love me?” I sat down next to her. I was supposed to meet Antoine after he picked the clothes up from his ex-house. I asked if he wanted me to go with him so he didn’t kill Sharika, but he said, Vanity made him promise he wouldn’t.
“Marco in my eyes, you’re nothing like the way streets perceive you. You’re kind, charming, loving and very gentle when it comes to me. I love how you appreciate the things I do for you, even though you can afford much more from others. You always answer when I call and if you can’t, I hear from you within twenty minutes. Most men aren’t attentive to their women and could care less about returning calls.” She sat up and moved against the headboard.
“We had it rough for the last two years, but we made it. I don’t think I’d do it again because I almost lost myself, but I don’t regret staying either.”
“I don’t ever want you hurting over me.” I told her and moved the hair behind her ear.
“When you love a man, the way I love you, it’s no limit to how far I’ll go for you.” I smiled because she really is my other half and we aren’t even married.
“Is that a good enough answer for you?”
“You could’ve told me just because and I would’ve been ok with the answer.” I pulled her closer to me by her chin and kissed her.
“I love you Harlow and there’s no other woman out here I’d want to carry my child and soon my last name. You are everything to me and I don’t want you second guessing it because I may not say it as much as you.” She nodded.
“Are you ok?”
“It took me a while to realize what I had and you leaving me, opened my eyes. I missed the fuck outta you Harlow and I promised myself not to let it happen again.”
“I’m not going anywhere baby.” We started kissing again when my phone rang. It was my mom looking for Harlow. Evidently, they were going shopping.
“I’ll see you later.” I helped her in the truck and waited for her to pull off before I did. I laughed at myself for a minute because I’ve never been this sentimental over a woman. Ella didn’t even have me the way Harlow did. I guess it’s true when they say opposites attract.
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“Why the fuck are you calling me?” I barked at Ella on the phone.
“Marco is that anyway to speak to the person who has your pregnant baby mama?” I froze and turned around to look outside my office. Was this bitch playing?
“Ella, I don’t have time for this.” I hung up and called my mother because Harlow’s phone kept going to voicemail.
“Hey honey.”
“Ma, please tell me Harlow is with you.”
“I waited but she never came. I figured she wasn’t feeling good and stayed home. It’s weird though because she would’ve called me.”
“Ok let me run by the house. She probably fell asleep.” I said tryna not to sound worried. I hung up and a text message came through. I almost dropped my phone. There was a picture of Harlow tied up to a chair with duct tape on her mouth. I dialed Ella’s phone back.
“I see you got the picture. You have one hour to meet me at the address I’m sending you.” I snatched the keys off the desk, jumped in my car and sped all the way there.
“About time you’re here.” She had the door opened for me.
“Move.” I pushed past her and ran over to Harlow. I carefully removed the tape off her mouth.
“MARCO!” Harlow shouted and I turned around to see Ella pointing a gun at me and some other bitch had one on me too.
“What the fuck is this?”
“Since you decided to give this bitch a baby, I felt like it’s time you gave me one too.” Ella said smiling.
“Say what?” This bitch is bugging.
“We’ve fucked around for years and not once did you slip up. You meet this tramp and now she’s about to have your first child.”
“Fuck you bitch.” I stood in front of Harlow because Ella ain’t wrapped too tight. I can’t have her shooting my girl by accident.
“Lucky for you, I’m ok with being second. I mean it’s how I been from the beginning of y’all relationship. That’s until she cried about having you to herself.”
“What the hell you want Ella?” I was already aggravated she kidnapped my girl and now she’s talking crazy.
“I want a baby by you.” I busted out laughing.
“You ready Harlow?” I started to untie her and stopped.
CLICK!
“You don’t have a choice Marco.” I looked up and the other bitch had a gun on Harlow’s temple. How did she get over here so fast?
“You see, you’re gonna give me a baby and it’s gonna be tonight.” Ella pressed a button and the walls pushed back and spun around with a big ass bed. This was some hidden walls type shit.
“What’s the bed for?” She smiled and so did the other chick when Harlow asked.
“Oh, you’re gonna fuck me in front of her.” She said with finality.
“You a motherfucking lie.” Harlow said and I could tell she was tryna get the rope off. If she did, I had no doubt she’d pounce on my ex.
“Again. You don’t have a choice.”
BOOM! I didn’t even flinch when Ella let off a shot close to my face. She’d never kill me no matter how mad she is.
“You’re either gonna put a baby in her right now or I swear, the one she’s carrying will die.” The other chick said. I swung my body around and she had the gun on my girls’ stomach.
“Marco.” Harlow started crying and it was killing me.
“Ella let my girl go and I’ll give you what you want.” I tried to reason with her because once Harlow’s outta here, I’m gonna kill her or she’s gonna kill me.
“It won’t be fun if she can’t watch.”
“Owwww.” Harlow yelled as the bitch tied the rope tighter around her arms.
“What’s it gonna be Marco? A baby for both of us or she loses the one she has and will never have more. These bullets will definitely fuck her body up.” She smiled.
“You want money? I’ll leave Harlow alone for good. Just let her go.” There’s no way I’ll sleep with another woman in front of my girl. The shit will cause so much mental damage, she’ll never be the same.
“No thanks. I want her to watch. She needs to see how much you miss fucking me.” Harlow shook her head no. It was killing me that I couldn’t kill this bitch. I was in such a hurry to get here; I left my gun on the desk. I could go after her but then the other bitch would kill my girl.
“I can’t Ella. Shoot me and get it over with.”
“I will after we fuck.” She walked over to the bed.
“Not gonna happen.” I was adamant about not doing it.
“Fine.” She nodded.
BOOM!
“AHHHH!” Harlow shouted when the chick shot her in the foot. Blood poured out and I ran over to her.
“I’m so fucking sorry baby. I’m gonna get you outta here.” I said wrapping my belt around her foot to keep the bleeding under control.
“Marco just do it.” I looked up at Harlow.
“HELL NO!”
“I don’t want you or our baby to die. Baby please just do it. It’s the only way she’ll let me leave.”
“Harlow, I can’t. She’s not you and...”
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��MARCO JUST FUCK HER. HURRY UP AND GET IT OVER WITH.” I stared at the pain etched on my girl’s face. I’m never gonna forgive myself if anything else happens to her.
“I’d listen to her if I were you.” Ella taunted behind me.
“I love you Harlow and I’m gonna get her.” I kissed her and stood up.
“About damn time.” Ella was fully naked and sadly my dick began to react. We’ve never had issues sexually so it’s a no brainer as to why I’m turned on.
“It’s been a minute since I’ve felt that big ass dick inside me.” She started pleasuring herself. I turned around and saw Harlow with her head down.
“Hell no bitch. Lift your head. I want you to see this.” The other woman grabbed Harlow’s head, forced her to keep it up and said if she closed her eyes, it would be the last time she’s ever seen anyone.
“Let’s go.” I felt Ella grab the zipper on my jeans and prepared myself for what’s about to happen next. Lord please don’t let Harlow leave me after this.
Antoine
“Who is it?” Sharika yelled through the door.
“I’m just here to get my sons clothes.” I was mad as hell Vanity sent me here. He didn’t even need clothes, but he had certain pajamas he wanted and some other shit. My wife knew I hated being anywhere near this bitch.
The door unlocked and she stepped aside for me to come in.
“I’m good right here.”
“Antoine, his bag is upstairs. No need for you to be standing outside.” I moved past her and stood against the wall.
“I’ll be right back.” She closed the door and left me standing there.
I glanced around her place since it’s my first time here and it’s decent. Nowhere near as nice as where we stay but pretty soon my son will live with me full time, so it doesn’t matter.
“How long are you keeping him for?” She yelled from upstairs.
“I don’t know. Just get the stuff he asked for so I can go.” I could hear her from upstairs sucking her teeth.
“You don’t have to be nasty about it.” She walked down the steps in something totally different than what she answered the door in.
“Why the fuck you change?” When I got here, she had on some sweats and a hoodie. Now she has on a short ass lingerie set.
“I’m having company. Do you mind?”
“Nah but why wouldn’t you change when he got here?”
“Anyway. How long are you gonna be mad at me?” I chuckled and turned to leave.
“Antoine, I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry huh. You know, I let you live after the bullshit you pulled but then you sneak away and have a kid, I paid you money to get rid of.” She put her head down.
“You tried to ruin my wife’s day, knowing the whole time you could’ve told me beforehand…” My phone dropped out my hand as I read the text Vanity sent me saying, she’s having pains and for me to hurry up back in case she went into labor.
“Look.” I picked my phone up and somehow this bitch had her lips on mine. I went to push her off and she wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist.
“Bitch are you crazy?” I removed her legs and arms.
“I’m out.” She charged me from behind and dug her hands in my jeans. Now I’m standing here struggling to get her off because the weed I smoked prior to coming in, was strong as hell and a nigga was weak.
“Sharika. I’m not gonna tell you again. Get the fuck off.” I gripped her hand and turned around.
“Let me just suck it. I miss you so much Antoine.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Instead of answering she took her clothes off and my dick reacted.
“Mmm hmm. No one has to know.” She moved closer and like any other nigga, I didn’t stop her from going down.
“You gotta get up.” I said but not moving her. She swallowed all of me and started humming. My hand gripped her hair and I started pumping harder in her mouth. Slob was dripping and the gagging made my nut come up faster.
“FUCK!” I exploded and watched how nasty she was cleaning me up.
“Come on.” I had my head leaning on the wall because she drained the hell outta me and I just cheated on my wife.
“I gotta go.” She led me to the couch and pushed me down on it. Her legs were on the side as she kissed my neck and her wet pussy drenched my dick. My dick began to grow again.
“Yea baby. Just like I remember.” My hands were gripping her ass while she went up and down slow.
“Is it good to you Antoine? It’s just like old times.” She turned around and started riding me cowgirl style. I could hear my phone going off but I couldn’t stop her.
“Antoine you feel so good baby. Ahhh yesssss.” She exploded on me.
“You always loved fucking me from the back.” She stood, planting her body on the couch and like the fool I am, I fucked her long and hard. Nothing mattered to me at the moment because this next nut built so much pressure, I knew I’d need to sleep afterwards.
“Clap that ass.” I smacked it a few times and when she clapped it, I let off inside her.
“FUCK! SHIT!” I fell back on the couch tryna catch my breath.
“I don’t know about you but I can go another round.” Before I could say no, Sharika had my dick in her mouth bringing him back to life.
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KNOCK! KNOCK! BANG! BANG! I heard and jumped up. I looked around and noticed my ass was still at Sharika’s house; in her bedroom.
BANG! BANG! The person continued banging on the door.
“Sharika get up.” I nudged her as she slept on the floor next to me.
“Huh?”
“Get up. Somebody at your door.” She stood and that’s when I realized we were both naked. I glanced down at my dick and there was white cum all over it.
“Where’s Antoine?” I heard Vanity’s voice, but it couldn’t be. I rushed to put my clothes on, but I don’t think it mattered because when I looked up, my wife stood there with Sharika’s hair wrapped around her hand and a gun pointed at me with the other.
“I send you a text saying I’m having pains and to hurry home and you’re still here? Luckily, I didn’t go into labor because you would’ve missed the birth and you know why?” She was crying and shaking.
“Let go of my hair.” Sharika tried getting outta Vanity’s grip but couldn’t.
“Vanity calm down.” I slipped my wife beater on and tried my best to stay cool myself.
“You would’ve missed my child being born because you were over here fucking your ex. The same bitch you wanted to murder.”
“I came by to get Ant’s clothes and it just happened.” Vanity threw her head back laughing as the tears continued racing down her face.
“I don’t care how much you smoke or drink; fucking someone other than your wife, doesn’t just happen.”
“Bitch, let go.” Sharika yelled. Why did she call her that? Vanity went crazy and started beating the shit outta her with the butt of the gun.
“Stop Vanity.” I finally got her off and Sharika looked dead.
“Get your dirty hands off me.” She pushed me away.
WHAP! I’ve never been smacked in my face so when Vanity did it, it caught me off guard. I had to restrain myself.
“You made a promise to me the night before our wedding.” She backed away shaking her head.
“You promised my parents you’d never hurt me. But this right here.” She waved at my sneakers and shirt on the ground.
“This is the worst thing you could’ve done to me.”
“Vanity be careful.” I said because she was still walking backwards, and the steps were right there.
“This ring meant nothing.” She took it off and threw it at me. Now, I was really pissed.
“The wedding, the vows, the promises; all of it was a lie.”
“Vanity you know how I feel about you. I fucked up. I fucked up real bad.” She kicked Sharika’s leg and it showed the evidence of our indiscretion.<
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“You wanted to give her back the baby she aborted huh?” It was at that moment I remembered; we didn’t use condoms.
“I’m sorry Vanity. Give me the gun and let’s talk about this.” She still had it pointed at me.
“I never thought in a million years I’d say these words to you but they’re the only ones that come to mind.” Vanity stood right at the steps. Tears were clouding her vision, her breathing was increasing and hurt was written all over her face.
“Antoine Miller, you are a piece of shit. You risked everything we built for her.” She pointed to my ex on the ground.
“All this time you claimed to hate her but somehow, you had no problem whatsoever sticking your dick inside and possibly getting her pregnant again, which I’m sure is what she wanted.” I had no words for my wife at the moment and I doubt she wanted to hear anything from me anyway. She was about to leave and turned around.
“I’m filing for a divorce.” Those words hit me like a ton of bricks.
“SAY WHAT?”
“You fucking heard me. I’m filing and you and your ex can ride off in the fucking sunset together for all I care.” Just as she went to leave, Sharika woke up and kicked her. I couldn’t move as my wife tumbled down the steps screaming.
Colby Jr.
“I’ll be back in a week. If you want to see Aniya, you’ll have to wait until then.” I told Jacinta’s grandmother over the phone. I didn’t have an issue with her abuela and she could see my daughter but only in my presence. Jacinta is still missing, and I’ll be dammed if she gets her hands on my child again.
My sister was keeping my daughter, while I went away with Brielle. I needed a vacation and now that Aniya had the cast off, I felt comfortable leaving her. I trusted my entire family but I wanted to be here when they put the small brace on her leg.
“Ok.” She hung the phone up and I called Brielle to tell her I was outside.
We were going to Aruba just because. I wanted to get away from the madness Jacinta was causing and to have more alone time with my girl. Yea we stay together a lot but having a daughter definitely steals a lotta time.