Unfaithful Ties

by Le'Shea, Nisha

  Regina was driving down the road reminiscing about the day it all started.

  “Excuse me Mrs. Shaw” Regina said to Jennifer as she walked out of she and Malik’s home one morning. “My name is Regina Tillman. You mind if I still a few minutes of your time? I believe I have some information that you’ll want to know”

  “You have my ears” Jennifer said.

  “Mind if I sit down?”

  “Go ahead” Jennifer said and sat down too.

  “I’m a infidelity investigator. Your husband hired me to investigate you. He thinks that you are cheating and he wants to make sure that you don’t walk away with a dime” Regina explained pulling out a few photos that she’d captured. In black and white the photos proved that Jennifer was indeed being unfaithful. “I’m just coming to you woman to woman. He’s on to you. I suggest that if you don’t want to be with him, you should leave while you can. Take everything that you want with you because if I don’t give him the information that he wants he’ll just find someone else that will. I’m going to tell him that I don’t suspect that you’re having an affair. I’d hate to see you lose everything”

  “That bastard” Jennifer hissed. “When did he hire you?”

  “A few months ago”

  “I’ll pay you double what he’s paying you. If you are able to successfully seduce him.”

  “I doubt that it’ll work he doesn’t seem like the cheating type.”

  “Give me a break. Do they ever?”

  “Look I just think that it’s best for you to divorce him, and soon.”

  “I’m planning on leaving him anyway but I thought I had a little bit more time.” Jennifer said, scratching her head. “I’m curious, why’d you come to me with this information?”

  “I guess I just didn’t want to see another woman lose everything. And I certainly didn’t want to have to live with knowing that I could have done something to prevent it from happening.”

  “Well I appreciate it.”

  “My pleasure. Listen, I could get into a lot of trouble for doing something like this. So let’s pretend this visit never happened.”

  “What did you say you’re name was again?” Jennifer joked. “Your secret is safe with me”

  She had almost hit a pedestrian riding a bicycle before she realized she was in a daze. “I’m so sorry” She yelled out of her window. “I’ve worked too hard to be with you and in a perfect world we could have been together” Regina mumbled. “It wasn’t a coincidence that I had a flat tire a the convenience store that you visit daily at exactly 6 o’clock. No...no..no. Mr. Shaw that took persistence, planning and hard work. You men always manage to fuck everything up. Not this time. Not without learning a valuable lesson”

  She slowed down at a traffic light and giggled to herself as she recalled what the police had said to Malik earlier. “Sir I doubt that this woman would intentionally drive her car into yours especially when it’s obvious that you have a child in the car.”

  If only the officer had known the truth. Regina was psychotic and all of her actions were carefully planned.

  ****

  “I don’t know what this woman is going to do next” Malik confided to Kenny, they’d been on the phone for the last thirty minutes. “Mackenzie turn off the light and go to bed. It’s 8:45 and you have school tomorrow.” He said, as he whisked by her bedroom.

  “I am dad I just had to try on my new lip gloss to make sure it’s popping. Can’t wear dull gloss to school dad.”

  “I don’t care about all that. Go to bed” He demanded pulling open the hall closet door. He was searching for the iron. “And you will not believe this” He continued. “I told the police that Regina deliberately crashed into me and the damn man just looked at me like I was a lunatic. I don’t know what else this woman is capable of. Is she going to black her eyes and storm into the police station claiming that I did it to her?”

  Kenneth laughed. “I don’t think that she’ll go that far”

  “You don’t know this woman man. You don’t see the rage in her eyes. I think that she’s capable of just about anything. I’m serious man she’s on some Thin Line Between Love and Hate type of mess.” Malik explained. “Mackenzie if I tell you to cut that light off again and go to bed, you can forget about getting tickets to see Mindless Behavior” He promised her, after noticing that she was still looking in the mirror. When the light flicked off and Mackenzie’s bedroom door slammed, he continued. “I’m damn near scared to go to bed at night.”

  “Are you serious man?” Kenneth laughed. “I think you’re exaggerating. She can’t be that crazy. What she did to your house was deliberate. But I think that the collision was just an accident. No one in their right mind will risk harming themself just to harm someone else.”

  “That wasn’t an accident. The woman deliberately hit me today with my daughter in the car. I’m convinced that she’s fucking insane”

  “If you’re that convinced just go down to the station and file a restraining order.”

  “I am but I have a feeling that they’re just going to laugh me straight out of the station like they laughed at me today. I don’t think that delusional ass woman cares about a piece of paper that says she has to stay away from me anyway either. Damn I fucked up”

  “Damn man she has your ass tripping for real”

  “She’s crazy for real Kenneth. But I’ll talk to you later I need to hop in the shower, a very sexy lady friend is coming to see me tonight”

  “Aight man” Kenneth chuckled. “ That’s what’s got you into this mess”

  ****

  Malik was wrapping the cord around the iron when the doorbell rang. He hung his attire on an hanger, peeped in Mackenzie’s room, saw that she was sleeping and headed for the front door. He glanced through the peephole to assure himself that it wasn’t Miss Psycho standing on the other side of the door, then opened it. He grabbed Veronica by the hand and pulled her inside. “I thought you’d never call.” She said.

  “I told you I would” Malik told her grabbing her by the waist. “I’ve been starving for you since you left yesterday.”

  She seductively bit down on her bottom lip and slid her fingers down Malik’s chiseled chest. His broad shoulders, and tightened abs made her melt. He was gorgeous with an flawless body and the dampness between her legs longed for him, and only him. “Mmmmm” She moaned. “Starving huh? You really no how to make a girl lose her mind.” She said wrapping Malik’s arms around her waist and guided them towards his bedroom.

  “Mmm, you’re so sexy” He said, enjoying the feeling of her ass against his hardened manhood. “I think that you have the world’s softest ass” He joked. “Feels like you’re not wearing any panties”

  “I’m not and that’s a good thing because it feels like someone is ready to get straight to it” She laughed. They made it into the bedroom and she didn’t waste any time pulling Malik’s dick out through the slit in his drawers “Mmmm, daddy is so big and hard, just like I like it.”

  “You didn’t believe me? I told you that I’ve been starving for you since yesterday?” He said, shutting the bedroom door with his foot.

  Veronica forced him against his bedroom door, dropped to her knees, pulled his boxers to his feet, rolled the protection on his hard dick and slowly suckled the head of it. “Mmmmm. Malik moaned. “Aggressiveness I love it.”

  “Mmmm”

  “MMMMMMMMM”

  “Slow...Slow..Slow...mmmmmMMMM’

  “That’s it. That’s it.”

  “AHHHHH.....mmmmmmm”

  “Wheeewww...mmmm”

  “Shittttttt.”

  “ Ahhhhh”

  “oooooohhhhh”

  “Faster...ahhhh, that’s it.”

  “Mmmm”

  “Mmmmm”

  “Mm”

  “Shit woman. You trying to make me cum?”

  “Awhh shit...Mmm”

  “Slow it back down”

  “Mmmm”

  “That’s i
t.”

  “Grip it tighter”

  “Ahhhh...Mmmm”

  “Use both hands”

  “That’s it”

  “Shit”

  “Shit”

  “Shitttt”

  “I don’t want you to cum. Not yet” Veronica said and pulled herself off her knees then forced Malik to the bed.

  “Shit girl. You ain’ playing are you?”

  “When it comes to your dick do I ever play?” She smiled and slid down on his cock. Gyrating her hips she rocked back and forth- up and down- round and round until her legs weakened. “Mmmm. Malik your dick is so good. Mmmm. Sweet Jesus thank you”

  “Ride me Veronica, Ride me good”

  She eased up on her feet and rode him good, balancing her weight by the tip of her toes. “Is it good daddy?”

  “It’s toe curling good.” Malik murmured. “Good and tight” He rolled her over to her back, placed both of her legs over his shoulders and penetrated deep and hard. “You blow my mind, you know that? Your pussy blows my fucking mind.”

  “Hearing that does something to me. Say it again” She demanded.

  “Your pussy blows my fucking mind”

  “Mmmm I want to feel you inside me doggy style” She moaned.

  Roughly Malik flipped her on all fours, shoved an arch in her back and lifted her ass. “Mmmm it’s so wet” He said, sliding his manhood deep inside her pudding. He pounded her hard and quick with every inch of his dick. “This is what you want right?”

  “Yes. Yes. Yesssssss” She screamed exotically.

  He chuckled. “Damn baby I know it’s good but I don’t want my baby girl to hear you”

  “I can’t help it” She moaned. “Shit. It’s just that damn good. I’m about to cum. I’m about cum.” She said trembling. “I’m cummmmiiinnnggg” She sang.

  Malik slowed down his thrusts. His eyes were slipping towards the back of his head. It was getting too good. She was so wet. He couldn’t take it. He was going to explode any minute. He stiffened and froze, and could no longer contain himself. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” He growled as the warm liquid oozed into the rubber. Collapsing on the side of her he sighed. “Damn, you’re incredible.” He breathed.

  After lying there for several minutes he emerged from the bed. “Come shower with me”

  “Only if you promise to wash me. I’m tired” She joked.

  “The way you just put it on me. I’ll do anything you want” He said pulling her from the bed. “Damn woman, you got some good stuff.”

  ****

  Silence and darkness cloaked her like a thick blanket. The darkness protected her. Convinced her that she was unstoppable. This was getting way to easy and even if she wanted to, she couldn’t stop herself. Hurt, had stimulated the mentally unstable thoughts manifesting in her wicked mind, prompting her to make her next move.

  For three hours she’d remained unobtrusive while sitting in the back seat of an unmarked rental watching, plotting, scheming, contemplating the perfect moment to go in. It was time: time for her to haunt him. Slowly she pushed open the driver door and slid out of the car then cautiously lurked across the grass like a thief in the night, careful not to be caught. Masked with black gloves, black tights, and black boots she blended extensively with the midnight hour.

  Tiptoeing up the first step she moved stiffly. Stopped. Listened. Waited. A pattern she practiced until she reached the porch. Hopefully he hadn’t changed the locks because she wouldn’t be able to use the spare key she’d found when she burglarized his home. Carefully she removed the thin piece of metal from her bra and slid it in the lock. It fit. She listened for the lock to click. When it clicked a strong force of adrenaline rushed through her. She knew it wouldn’t be long now. In a matter of seconds she’d be closer to him, and she’d drown herself in the fragrance of his skin, revel in his beauty, and be near him. She cracked the door open inch by inch slowly. Then paused and waited before squeezing through the tight opening.

  She silently listened for footsteps, sudden movements and any sign that signaled that she’d been caught. Realizing that no one in the house was aware of her presence, she smiled diabolically and tiptoed down the hall and didn’t stop moving until she was standing at the doorway of Malik’s bedroom. This was going to be risky. How was she going to twist the lock without alarming Malik? She couldn’t get sloppy now. But she wasn’t going to turn around she was to close. Dauntlessly she twisted the doorknob and eased the door open, praying that it didn’t squeal, it didn’t.

  She watched the two of them as the woman breathed steadily and Malik snored loudly. Her head nestled on his bare chest, his right arm blanketing her nude upper body, the sheets covering them from the waist down as they slept. She gloated over him. Reveled every inch of him lying naked with another woman, wishing that it were her being held by him. She needed him. She wanted him. Desired him. If only he would love her half as much as she loved him. But he didn’t. And never would. Why couldn’t you just love me?

  She’d rather see him dead than be with another woman. For each second she stood there glaring at the view in front of her, her flagitious way of thinking increased to the tenth power. She hated seeing him with someone else. He was supposed to be hers. So, she just stood there watching him like he was her prey imagining the desperation in his voice, his cry, and his scream for her to spare him his life.

  She warred with all the demented thoughts in her head. “We could have been good together,” She mouthed. She wanted to smother the woman with a pillow that had been tossed to the floor but she knew it would blow her cover. So she continued to watch them, longingly wishing that things didn’t have to be this way. She knew that moment that if she couldn’t have him she had to kill him. It was the only way she’d be able to move on with her life. He was going to pay for hurting her.

  Standing right in front of the doorway, with an empty condemn rapper underneath her boot she came up with a psychopathic plan. In her crazy little world she believed it would work. She’d torment him until he came back to her and if he didn’t she’d watch him die. Tonight wasn’t the right time. She had to give him time to realize that they were made for each other. He was worth the wait. With a little patience she’d wait for him to come back to her. And if he didn’t, she’d wait for the perfect moment to take his life. My love has no boundaries, she thought and moved back into the hallway.

  With a pen and pad in her hand she sat down on the ripped sofa in the living room and wrote.

  Malik my love has no boundaries; I won’t stop until you’ve realized that we belong together!

  Love Regina,

  PS.

  I’m surprised that you haven’t

  ran out of these with all the

  screwing around you do.

  She put the condemn wrapper along with the note on the coffee table, tiptoed across the room, slid out the front door and closed it quietly behind her. Next she discreetly flashed across the grass and hopped into the rental. She felt unstoppable because she’d gotten away with it again. “He’s going to realize that he can’t escape me and he’ll be with me. I know he will” She said with a confident smile and drove forward.

  chapter 22

  Brandi & Trae...San Antonio Texas

  Brandi had just gotten out of the shower. A plastic cap covered her hair and a towel that barely wrapped halfway around her oversized frame cling tightly against her bare skin as she stepped into her bedroom. When she heard the doorbell ring she slid on her cloth robe and headed downstairs.

  “I’m coming. I’m coming” She sang when the doorbell rang a second time. When she got to the door she looked through the peephole and pulled the door open. She didn’t know the light-skinned boney woman standing on her porch.

  “Hi, Are you Tremaine’s mother?” The woman asked.

  “Yes, I’m Tremaine’s mother…who are you?”

  “My name is Lenise. I’m Chelsea’s mom.” The woman extended her hand. “I don’t know whether or not you’re aware but I r
ecently found out that my daughter is pregnant by your son Tremaine”

  Brandi was speechless.

  “She’s six weeks.” The woman informed her.

  From that moment, it felt like someone had stabbed a knife into what was left of Brandi’s heart, and it wasn’t much to begin with. Tremaine was only a child himself. What in the world was he going to do with a baby?

  Brandi ushered the woman inside and they headed to the living room. “Please have a seat” She offered.

  “Thanks. You have a nice home” Lenise said glancing around the room before she sat down. She crossed her legs and set her purse beside her.

  “Thanks. Can I get you anything? Tea…water… coke… anything?”

  “I’m fine, thank you. Were you aware that they were sexually active?”

  “I suspected it” Brandi answered, and sat down on the other couch. “I found a condemn not too long ago but he told me that he was not active and if it ever happened he’d always use protection”

  “Apparently they weren’t always careful” Lenise said, with a stern tone.

  “Are maybe your daughter wasn’t careful with someone else”

  “What are you implying? That my daughter is trying to put this baby on your son? That she may be unsure who’s the father?” The woman snapped, bringing herself to a stand. “I came here thinking that you and I could talk woman to woman. I didn’t come here to hear your daddy’s maybe mama’s baby Laws”

  “I’m not saying that it’s not a possibility that Tremaine is the father. What I am saying is before I jump to conclusions, I need to be sure.” Brandi said getting up. “I’ve seen situations where a young girl claims that one guy is the father and the paternity test proves he’s not”

  The woman cocked her head to the side and pushed her fist into her hip. She was in dismay and couldn't believe what she was hearing. “I understand that you don’t want your son to become a parent at such a young age, neither do I want that for my daughter.” She said fishing around in her purse. She stepped closer to Brandi and handed her the ultrasound photo. “But the reality is, there is a living, breathing, human being growing inside of my daughter and it’s not going away.”