Misconduct 3

by Nicety

"Why do you keep constantly calling me like that, Brian? I was going to call you back." Apparently I was definitely feeling myself way too much that I forgot whom I was talking to.

  "Bitch, you were supposed to call me when that pussy stopped leaking. It’s been too damned long. Where the fuck you been?" He roared.

  "Ugh, I said I was going to call you. Look, I don’t think this is going to work out. I mean, we had a good run but let's just call this what it is. Ya know?"

  "Huh? You must be outta your body or something. You leave when the fuck I tell you its time for you to go. When I'm done with you bitch that's when I'll dismiss your ass."

  "Brian, I didn't want to have to tell you like this over the phone but you leave me no choice. My husband and I are back together. We've reconciled, so I can't see you anymore. I hope you understand."

  I smiled. Telling him that even though it was partially true was the first step in getting my life back. Since being sober, I had found a new lease on life. Not only was I feeling myself, but I was also feeling like a stronger woman. The weak person I was when I met him was gone. He could never control me again. I breathed and smiled some more.

  I was proud of myself as I slipped on my long pink silk robe tying it up before I trotted down the stairs to answer the wildly ringing doorbell. From the silhouette through the door curtains it looked as if a FedEx guy was waiting on the other side with a package. I had not ordered anything but maybe Chino did or they had the wrong damned house, which happened often. It nearly drove me insane.

  The closer I got to the door the more prevalent the package in the guy's hand became. I opened the door without reservation as the guy turned to me with bulging eyes at my attire. Even though my smile was pleasant, I shook my head letting him know that there was nothing in my robe for him. While Brian ranted and raved in my ear and I pretended to listen, I pointed to the house next door because without fail the guy had gotten the wrong house again. He thanked me and walked off but as I closed the door and focused back on the conversation, I only heard silence.

  "Bitch. Why does all my bitches have to be hard headed?" Brian's fist met with my left cheek, as he roared and forced his way through the door.

  "Oh, my gosh! Get out! Get out of my house, motherfucker!" I scooted back on the floor away from him trying to keep myself covered with my flimsy attire.

  He stood closely hovering over me near the door as he closed it looking around at the splendor of my living and dining rooms. Brian's large body hung over me like a dark cloud on a sunny day. But, this day was far from sunny and at that moment, I thought I was going to die. The look in his eye was never seen before, not even all those other times he knocked the shit out of me. No, this time he had a hunger for blood in them and they seemed like they were about overdue for a feeding.

  "So this is how you live huh? Ol’ boy doing nice for himself huh? My girl, got her a big time money making lawyer. Good for you girl."

  "How the fuck did you find me, Brian?" My body trembled but I could not take my eyes off of him for a second.

  "Com' on now, Starla. A year of fucking me and you don't know me better than that? You know I've got friends in high places, baby. Besides, my wife is a cop."

  "Your wife? I knew something was up with you since I've never been to your damn house. That's why I couldn't ever meet any of your friends. You lying bastard." I rose from the floor no longer afraid. "You were doing the exact same thing that I was doing only I didn't come home to a lie. My husband knew I was fucking someone else. Does your wife know how many bitches you're fucking?"

  "We have an open marriage. I do what I want and she does what I tell her. You've got a lot of nerve disappearing on me like that. I don't like to miss any of my property. You're my property, Starla, whether you like it or not," he growled walking slowly over to me.

  "No, I'm not your damn property. I own myself. What you need to do is take your ass back to your fucking wife and keep your hands to yourself." The courage I was feeling was nothing compared to the searing pain flowing through my arms as he grabbed each of them forcefully. "Stop it!"

  "I see you're another one that I’m going to have to bring back down to earth." His big soup cooling lips wrapped around my clavicle, sucking as hard as he could as if he was trying to put hickies on me. "You're mine. The sooner you realize that the better off you'll be."

  "Stop it, Brian! Get the hell off of me."

  He slapped me hard across my face, sending me sliding across the slick tiled floor over to the staircase. My shoes had flown off, while my robe was doing very little to cover my almost bare naked ass. Looking at me only aroused his manhood and anger even more. I looked around for something, anything that I could use to throw or beat his ass with but came up short. Everything I could use was mostly in the living room but getting around Brian would be a task in itself.

  He charged at me like a bull at a rodeo, pulling me by my feet positioning me directly up under him. I kicked my feet up into his stomach but I was really aiming for his cheap thrill dick. I failed miserably but that did not stop me from trying. My legs kicked wildly to keep him up off of me, while he reached his long arms around them ripping off the little clothes I did have on. I kicked his knees sending a jolt of pain through his legs, giving me the opportunity to crawl feverishly over to the living room while he bellowed in agony.

  "Come here you little slut. I'm gonna fuck you good. Bet you'll stay in line after this shit."

  "No, no, no!"

  I crawled frantically. He had grabbed a hold of my thighs, squeezing like he was desperately trying to get the last bit of ketchup out of the little packet. Brian reached his hand up as high as it would go, and when it came back down he slapped me still so that I would quit moving. He peeled my legs apart with one hand trying to keep me steady. His body weight crammed on top of me, while he used his other hand to undo his jeans.

  His head was pressed firmly on my stomach while I beat the shit out of it with my fists to distract him. It was not enough but he would have to kill me in order to get this pussy again. I would no longer willingly be his punching bag. His jeans undone, he wiggled them down a bit pulling out his junk before rising to slap me still again.

  “Does that make you feel like a man to hit women? Is that what you do to your wife to keep her in line?” I hawked up as much spit as I could launching it at his face. “You’re a fucking coward.”

  “Baby, you’re about to feel just how much of a coward I really am once I ram this dick in your tight little asshole,” his sinister chuckle put an ounce of fear in my heart.

  “Brian, don’t do this, please!” My begging seem to go unnoticed as he moved my thong damn near ripping it as he prepared to enter me. “Don’t, please.”

  “Shut the fuck up, bitch. Stupid whores have to learn big lessons. Never fuck with Big Daddy.”

  A lot shot rang loudly throughout the living room. Small particles of ceiling fell down besides Chino as he pointed the gun right for Brian’s head. Brian backed off of me immediately as I struggled to pull the remaining parts of my clothes around my naked slit and tits. Chino had a rage inside of him that was dying to shoot Brian right where he stood. I read his mind and his face. But, if I knew our neighbors the police would unquestionably be called in a matter of minutes after hearing the loud echo of the gunshot.

  “If you want to rape my wife in front of me, then you’re going to have to do it with a bullet in your head motherfucker,” Chino said, trembling slightly as he lowered his hand with the pistol in it.

  “Baby, he’s not worth it. You are so much better than him and you don’t need to ruin your life for this piece of trash.” I tried to calm him down as his face contorted into the most evil of expressions.

  “Hold on man. Your bitch was fucking me okay. She was fucking me.” Brian backed up putting his hands in the air as he stood.

  “Looks like to me you were trying to rape her. The woman said no.”

  “Yeah, but she wasn’t saying that a few weeks ago.” Brian smile
d.

  “Son of a bitch does it look like I’m playing with you, dude? Do you see me standing here with a fucking grin on my face?” Chino was heated.

  “Naw, bro. But, you can miss me with that bullshit though. Your girl wanted me,” Brian replied.

  “She’s not my girl. She’s my fucking wife. And, you’ve got some damn nerve showing up here to my motherfucking house partner. You must’ve wanted your balls shot off today.” Chino rose and pointed the gun aiming right at Brian’s dick.

  “Chino, baby listen to me. Fuck him, listen to me. Okay, he’s so not worth it baby. He’s so not worth it,” I pleaded with him to not lose his mind over this shit.

  “Yeah, Chino. I ain’t worth it dog,” Brian chuckled as he raised his hands in the air.”

  I wished like hell could have let him shoot the bastard right between the eyes. The son of a bitch did not deserve to live anymore but I did not want Chino to be the one to take his life. He did not deserve to fuck up his life on the account of me bringing this low life into our lives. It was true, Brian was as worthless as they came and he probably did not give a fuck about his own life as a matter of fact. But, Chino had so much to live for. I could not allow my baby to go down like that and even if he did shoot him, I would take the rap since in hindsight the shit was my fault anyway.

  “I suggest you leave my motherfucking house and never come back before I go to jail today. If I even so much as see your ass on the streets or anywhere near us I will put you so deep in the ground your ass will be sleeping in China. You got that?” Chino’s eyes were as dark as the night and his face as red as fire.

  “Yeah, I got it. No problem, young blood. But, she’ll be back though. She always comes back for this dick, partner. You still craving them primos, Starla?” Brian watched the gun as he moved over towards the door and left posthaste.

  “Get out! And, learn to keep your hands to yourself you sick sadistic coward,” I screamed at the top of my lungs before closing and locking the door securely. “Baby I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he even knew where I lived.”

  “Have you ever fucked him in this house, Starla?” Chino asked calmly.

  “What?” I tried to hug him but was halted by his hand. “I can’t believe you would even ask me something like that Chino. You know the answer to that question.”

  “You heard me. Have you?” His octave rose. “I swear, Starla, if you have ever had that asshole in my house I will—“

  “No! Never. I’ve never had him in this house and I didn’t even invite him here today. He just forced his way in here.”

  “Then why are you dressed up like a two dollar whore, Starla?”

  “Chino…because I was trying to seduce you when you came home this evening. This was all for you.” My hands opened releasing the contents within, revealing my ripped thong and tattered baby doll cami.

  Chapter 18

  Chino

  “I don’t have time for this shit today, Starla. I’m just so tired of going through shit with you.” My body was weary but my legs guided me over towards the couch plopping down on it hard, stretched out laying the gun down on the floor.

  “What do you mean? We have barely been able to see each other. You leave out early in the day and come back home and go straight to the bedroom without even speaking to me.”

  “I don’t speak to you because there’s nothing left to say, Starla. It’s over. It’s been over for a very long time now and unfortunately I’m the only one that’s just now seeing it.” I covered my eyes with one arm.

  She took a seat on the adjacent couch across the coffee table, remaining as quiet as a mouse. I could not see her but I could feel her eyes beating down on me trying to figure out the right words to say. In my heart, I wanted to reconcile with her. But, in the back of my mind, something was telling me that she would eventually resort back to her new life leaving me for a fool. It was just so hard for me to go back to trusting her again.

  “Chino, I know that I’ve hurt you. But, I want you to know that I can’t say that I’m sorry enough about the issue. I’m willing to do anything to make this right between us.” Her voice heightened like she was about to cry. “I don’t even care about your new chick, Ashley. I deserved that, I know.”

  “My what? Ashley is just a colleague, Starla. I’m not fucking her.”

  “I know. But, I do know you had oral sex with her. You were tempted enough to do that with her and it’s only a matter of time before you lose control and give into that temptation. I mean let’s face it, she’s beautiful and she’s successful and she’s everything that I am not,” She hankered. “But, I’m willing to change whatever you need me to change in order to make you happy again.”

  “I want you to change your way of thinking. That physical shit means nothing to me. All that I ever wanted was for you to act like my wife and love me. I wanted you to know that I had nothing to do with the death of our daughter.”

  “I know that now, baby. I really do. I was just mad because you didn’t tell me about the past illnesses in your family. And, I didn’t mean what I said about having kids with you.”

  “Yes, you did. I know you did, Starla. Don’t kick this shit off lying to me.”

  “Alright fine! I had a problem with it especially since our only child has died. But, you gotta understand where I’m coming from. Besides, I’ve been seeing a doctor who has been helping me get over it. I can assure you that I don’t think like that anymore.”

  “Really? You expect me to believe that you’ve been getting over it?”

  “I wouldn’t be sitting here if I was lying.”

  She had a point. It was the first real conversation we have had in a very long time that was civilized. I could always tell when she was lying so I had to admit that she sounded very sincere sitting there pleading her case. Deep inside all I wanted to do was grab her in my arms and hold her tight to let her know that everything would be okay. I should have been stroking her hair as she sucked me off to make it all better then put her waist on my face to seal the deal. But, it was going to take a hell of a lot more than this talk and a piece of ass to make everything better again.

  “Starla, it’s just hard for me to trust that you will never go off and do this again. When shit gets rough you don’t just turn into the bitch from hell and run off to find a better life.”

  “Yeah, I’ve already seen how well that ended up. I was stupid, beyond stupid. I would ever do that shit again. Ever! I know you have no reason to believe me right now but like I said I’m willing to do anything.” She moved towards the floor sitting on her knees leaning on the coffee table.

  “Tell me something.” I sat up leaning my elbows on my knees and interlocking my fingers. “Why did you have lunch with Ashley today? Why did you scheme to get her to the very restaurant where we had date night?”

  She sighed sending her eyes to the floor in shame. “I needed to be in a place where I wouldn’t act a fool and kick her ass. Did she tell you all of that?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Well did she tell you that she tried to fight me by the parking garage even though I played the bigger person and walked away in beginning? I brought her to a public place because I didn’t plan to fight her but she pulled the shit with me anyway. Talk about class.”

  “Hmm. Sorry you had to go through that. You should have never tried to speak with her in the first place though. I didn’t track down the dude you were fucking even though I could’ve and probably should’ve. But, it was never my place to talk to him. My issue was never with him it was with you. You were the one screwing around on me.” I shook my head.

  “Well, do you want to be with her? Is she going to replace me now since you can’t see yourself forgiving me?” Her eyes were watery even though no tears fell from them.

  Her heart was waiting on me to gut punch it and tell her that I was done with her. She was expecting me to say, that my heart had been cracked too many times and that it could not be repaired again. Ashley was not the woman for m
e. I felt it in my heart that she would be even more trouble than Starla was. Starla was not perfect but neither was I and I fell in love with her for a reason. Her smooth bronzed brown skin, her cheery disposition when we were happy, and her angelic face when she was sleeping were but a few things that I was not ready to let go. I just could not make it as easy for her this time around.

  “I never said that, Starla, but it’s not going to be that simple for me to jump back into this marriage. I can’t sit here and tell you that yes I forgive you and everything is okay. It just doesn’t work that way.”

  “I know baby. I know.” She crawled over sitting in front of me on the floor. “What do you want me to do? Anything?”

  “I want you to continue to get the help you need. I’m not going through this entire ordeal again. So you have to continue to get help. Then I will make my decision as to whether or not I will tear up the divorce papers.” I leaned back.

  “I’m already doing that and I will talk to the doctor for as long as I need to.” She crawled on top of my thighs mounting me then leaning in for a hug. “I’ve never stopped loving you, Chino. I’ve never stopped loving you.”

  “It sure didn’t feel like it.”

  Starla began kissing me very tenderly on my nose moving slowly down to my lips, pecking and watching to see if I would reject her. I could not bring myself to push her away. She smelled so sweet like licorice or some other type of candy. I wanted to eat her so badly, licking my lips every time she kissed me. Her pecks moved gradually down to my neck and on down to my chest as she ripped open my buttoned shirt in a horny rage. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me but for some reason I could not bring myself to delve too much into her. She was a heartbreaker and I could not allow my heart to be ripped to shreds again.

  “I’ve got something you can feel.” Starla licked my nipples as I moaned through my teeth and closed my eyes.

  “Uh huh. Don’t do that. You know that’s my spot.”

  “She could never know you like I know you baby,” she said as she continued to drive me crazy with her sensual tongue-lashings.