Broken Vows

by C McCullough

  His face becomes sour. “First of all, you will not put your hands on my wife. And who the fuck are you to tell me my marital status? I never met you a day in my life, so how in the hell would I play you?” This fool is really playing with my emotions. I turn to Zion, who lowered his head to the ground, as if he didn’t want no part of it. “Why is this fool acting like he doesn’t know me?” I’m about to go in on that ass. “WHAT! You got amnesia now? You playing dumb?”

  “Yes, he has amnesia, and I don’t think he’s playing dumb. Hello, I’m Bethany, the doctor on call, and you are?”

  “Shay his niece.” I shook her hand. “Is this permanent?”

  “Nice to meet you. I really don’t know. We’re surprise he’s still breathing. He should be dead. For him to still know who he is and his wife, I would say this is only temporarily.”

  “Where’s my wife dammit! I thought I told you to call her!” Franklin shouted like a little five-year-old.

  “Here I am hubby. The queen has arrived.” She whisks pass me and Zion, who has a stank look on his face. “Baby, what happened to you?”

  “I don’t know sweetheart, the doctors are telling me I got drugged.” The Dr. coughed, calling bullshit.

  “She’s not his wife. She’s the ex. I’m the one he wants to be with.” I confessed. Dr. Bethany mouth dropped.

  “Excuse me?” The Dr. wanted me to repeat it. Lola evilly turn to me.

  “You heard me bitch! You’re the ex-wife, I’m the one he really wants to be with. You’re just taking advantage of him because he has amnesia. You are a sick bitch!”

  “You’re not his wife?” Bethany asked Lola.

  “Honey, I’m 100% his wife. She was his side hoe, and she’s married. Who is my husband asking for? Lola Wesley! His wife. Now if you could please escort this piece of trash out of my husband’s room, I’ll be delighted, and I will not press charges against you and this hospital for allowing her to come onto a secured floor. She is not a relative.”

  Bethany is confused as hell. “You’re not his niece. In which I sure hope not?”

  Lola speaks for me. “No, she’s not. Why don’t you stop asking questions and do what I say? Remove this hoe.”

  “I’m sorry mam, but it looks like your gonna have to leave.”

  I wasn’t leaving quietly; I did everything in my power to get his attention to remember me. “Franklin, she’s out to ruin you! She’s going to the new papers and magazines with receipts to ruin your career. She has photos of you and two women fucking. Which we need to have a talk about.”

  “Get this bitch outta here now!” Lola screams.

  Franklin expression changed. I think I saw him smile. Could he be faking his amnesia? But why? The officer comes in and lift me up to take me outside. I know what to do, to make him wake up from his big delusion. “Franklin I’m pregnant!” He turns his head my way as the door closes. I can hear Lola say, “bye bitch”

  I got in my car with no intentions of driving home yet. I stopped at Ned’s Bar, for some tea with Ned. My favorite seat at the bar was empty. He must know I was coming.

  “Look who walked through the mothafucken door, mothafucken Shay Rosso!” He announces. “Bitch, what happened to your eye? The Husband finally found out and Ike yo’ ass huh?”

  I took a deep breath and sat at the bar. “Oh, he found out alright, but this didn’t come from him.”

  He waved his towel in the air, that he keeps around his neck. “Bitch spill the tea! I wanna know everything, from the touchs, sucking, licking, punches and cries. Don’t leave anything out… Here.” He mixes a drink for me.

  “I wish I could. But I can’t drink this.” I rub my stomach.

  His mouth drops open. “What the whaaaa!” He closes the bar down and lured me to the table me and Franklin sat at months ago. I told him everything.

  “Oooh bitch! What you need to do is write a story about your drama. That shit would sell! I would buy that mothafucka! Do you think his ass is faking amnesia, so he doesn’t have to face you?”

  “I dunno. I really don’t know.”

  “Are you fo’ sho’ this baby is your Husband’s?”

  “I am almost positive. Me and Franklin haven’t had sex in three months. I can’t be that far along and not showing. I made an OBYGN appointment this morning for Monday.”

  “Girl, that’s crazy! Mateo was intentionally knocking that ass up! He made sure yo’ ass don’t go nowhere!” Ned laughed, amused by my life. “Are you gonna stay with him?”

  “Who?”

  “Your husband girl!”

  I scratch the back of my natural curly hair for answers, but nothing. “I dunno either. I still love Mateo. I love Franklin too. Now that I’m pregnant with Mateo’s baby, I’m sure the only answer would be to stay with him. Franklin wouldn’t want me now.”

  “We don’t know yet. I’m team Franklin!” He reaches over the table to rub my stomach. “You hear me baby? We’re team Franklin. That’ll be fucked up if the baby had both DNA’s. How would that work? He or she would have two Daddy’s? Then you won’t have to feel guilty for fucking them both. Bitch, you can have all the cake!” Ned can always make me laugh. My laugh was louder then then the music in the bar.

  “Impossible. I’m sure this is Mateo sperm growing inside of me.”

  “Girl, you make that shit sound sexy. His sperm is growing inside of me.”

  I couldn’t stop laughing at his ass. “Ned, please stop!”

  “You know what you should consider?” He asked, I’m almost scared to answer. “What?” He thought about it and said “You should let Mateo and Lola fuck each other, then you all can live happily ever after in Franklins ranch fucking each other. What a life” Ned daydreamed about it.

  “Uh, hell no.” The thought of Lola fucking my husband angered me. Just because I seek sex with Franklin does not mean Mateo is not good in bed. Mateo is great in bed. After he cheated on me, it was hard for me to enjoy it like I use too. Back then he was all mine, he still is now but his dick is tainted it when he slept all those women. Yesterday when he pinned me up to the kitchen counter and his thick dick pressed against my pelvic, it turned me on. I thought we was gonna take me to the room and bend me over, but instead his ass pulls out a pregnant stick. Last night I slept in the bed with my baby boy and held him all night. I know Mateo is gonna put me on dick time out, I just don’t know for how long. I know it won’t be long since Mateo has a problem with jacking off., he refuses to pleasure himself. Franklin on the other hand don’t mind jacking off. He’s quick to pull out the lotion to get off. I’ll give Mateo until New Year’s he’ll be begging for it. The plus side of being pregnant, is that He loves my pussy even more. He told me its super warm and it throbs his dick. I’m turning myself on just thinking about it.

  “Who’s running the bar?!” A crowd of angry drunks stood at the bar, ready to burn this place down if they don’t get a drink.

  “Damn these thirsty ass vamps! Let me go do my job. Hang in there, things are gonna get better.” Ned kisses me on the cheek and left. I did the same and headed home.

  chapter nineteen – franklin

  I’ve been home at the ranch for six weeks now and things just don’t seem right to me. Lola has been at my beck and call, catering my every need without me asking. She never liked to suck my dick but now every time we make love, she ends up on her knees ready to please. I’m not saying I don’t enjoy it because I do. That shit is just out of the ordinary for me.

  Tomorrow I speak at city hall for the “No Kids Go Hungry” live segment. Lola has been amazing helping with my speech and how to handle aggressive reporters, that may want to know about my incident. Today we decided to get out the house and get brunch at the café on Monroe, uptown. We had a seat on the back balcony outside. The waitress took our order and gave us our drinks.

  “It’s beautiful today.” Lola said admiring her surroundings and the clear blue sky.

  “Yea it is.” I admired what was in front of me, which was her. Dam
n, she’s so beautiful. “I can’ wait to get you back home and put you to sleep again.” I told her. Her brown skin blushed a little bit as I compliment her beauty.

  “You keep this up and we’ll never leave the house.” She said while caressing my hands.

  “Well I’m glad you two worked it out, that way you can leave your chaotic life out of ours?” A man with a deep northern Italian accent echoed at our table. When I glanced up, he has long shoulder length hair and tan that needs touch up. Shay, the woman who came to my hospital room is attached to his arm, with her belly protruding. “They say you lost your memory. Let’s hope it doesn’t come back, for your own sake.” This fool thought he was intimidating me.

  “Mateo, come on let’s go.” Shay pulled on his arm.

  “I think you need to listen to your wife.” I wasn’t gonna get punk around. Lola stared at me as if I said something wrong. In the meantime, Shay and her pet took off to a table in a distance. I found myself starring a little too hard at her sexy stride, when she walked away. Lola snaps her finger to get my attention.

  “Franklin!” I turn to Lola. “Are you okay?”

  “Yea, I’m okay, why you ask?”

  She looks their way then at me. “How did you know that was her husband?”

  “Uh, anyone can see that their married. The wedding rings are a dead giveaway baby. What’s wrong? Why are you so uptight?”

  She massaged her own shoulders. “Yea, I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow is a really bothering me. I mean, are you really ready to go public?”

  “Who am I?” I asked. She should know that I am a beast with reporters. “Your Franklin Wesley. I know.”

  “Okay, baby act like it. I got this!” Our food came and Lola barely ate anything. Her attention was more on Shay and her husband table then our own. “I’m half done, and you barely ate you sandwich and soup.”

  “I’m not hungry. I have a lot on my mind. Can we go now?”

  “Yea.” I didn’t argue back.

  When we made it home, I made love to my wife and took a shower, while she prepared the paperwork for tomorrow in her work room. After my shower I planned to join her. I crept open the door since I heard her talking to someone on the phone, I didn’t want to interrupt her.

  “I changed my mind; I don’t want to do this. It has gone too far. You can keep doing this to her, but I can’t keep doing this to my husband Mateo.”

  What the fuck! She stops talking to check out the creaking sound on our old hardwood floors. I eased off the creaking wood to keep her from seeing what it was. “Everything is different now between me and Franklin. Everything is good with you and the whore so we can stop this now before anyone else gets hurt… Mateo please don’t do this!”

  I enter her office she quickly hung he phone up. “Who are you talking to baby?” I pretend I didn’t know. This bitch got me twisted. She’s in for a rude awakening tomorrow, her and Mateo’s ass.

  “I was making sure Zion had all the security set up for tomorrow. That’s all.”

  “Mm huh. Well I’m kind of tired. I’mma hit the sack.”

  “You sure. I was about to come upstairs and-

  She got on her knees to suck me, but I didn’t want her nasty ass lips on my dick ever again. “Nah, baby I’m tired. I’ll see you when you get upstairs, okay.”

  “Okay.”

  The next morning, I dialed Mrs. Wesley #2 contact in my cell. She answers on the 4th ring. “You have some nerve to be calling me! What the fuck do you want, I’m at work?”

  “You need to watch ACS News at 10am. Trust me you’ll wanna watch it.” I told her.

  “Oh, so you remember me now?” I missed her sarcasm.

  “You’ll understand why I had to do what I had to after you watch the news. Where is your husband?”

  “At work. You know he does work.”

  “Yea, I doubt that. Turn your phone on the news in an hour or go to Starbucks and watch it. Can you do that for me?”

  “Yea, Franklin. I can do that. Now bye.”

  chapter twenty – shay

  I took a break from work and headed to the Starbucks across the street. The tv’s were already on ACS News and Franklin was ten minutes into his speech about No Child Goes Hungry.

  “I could not have done any of this without you! The people!” Franklin said, pointing to the cheering crowd.

  “Is it true that our Mayor is a drug addict?” A familiar voice called out, but the camera never turned to him. Lola expression changed from smiling to worried.

  “Yea, people from channel 7 news would like to know that too?” A reporter agreed.

  “I do not have an addiction with drugs. However, I do have an addiction with deceiving, manipulating, cheating women. Take my wife for example. She paid two strange women to drug me and try kill me because I don’t want to stay married to her. She has spent over 3.6 million dollars of your tax money with her estrange cheater, a teacher by the name of Mateo Rosso. They have been spending countless weeks and weekends together and flying to Italy, Germany and many other countries together. I have the receipts. This has been going on for four years!”

  What the fuck! There is no way this is true.

  Several officers stood behind Lola and in the crowd was Mateo and officers standing behind him.

  “They have been investigating my ex-wife as of December 2, 2018 for some time now and I was not aware of it until six weeks ago, when I was in the hospital.”

  “Lola Marie Wesley, you are under arrest and anything you say can be held against you in the court of law.” The officers took down Lola with handcuffs. She lowered her head in tears, constantly telling Franklin how sorry she is. The other two officers read Mateo’s his rights and cuffed him.

  “What about my son?! This is bullshit!” Mateo cried out, fighting the officers with all he got, with the cuffs on. One officer stung him with a stun gun.

  The rest of Franklin’s speech faded in the background. It feels like I’m living in a movie. This cant be happening. Walking out the Starbucks took all what little strength I had. Every step seemed heavy and heavier and I’m only six months pregnant. I felt dizzy.

  “Mam are you ok?” An older white man catches my fall before I could hit the floor.

  I woke up in a familiar room with him watching over me. “Franklin how did I get here?”

  “I was calling you and the guy that saved you, answered the phone and told me where you were.”

  “It feels like I have a hangover, but I know I didn’t drink anything.”

  “It’s a lot to handle. I know.”

  “Please tell me that isn’t true. Please tell me you fabricated all of it, to get to me.”

  He chuckles. “I can’t because it’s the truth. Their facing felony charges. That’s 10 to 40 years in jail even with this being their first offense. There’s no bail neither.”

  I’m embarrassed and hurt to think that Mateo was still capable of cheating on me. He lied again. “Supposedly he was sleeping around with her, the same time he was with the other women. They were planning on making me step down by bringing up my old closed files when I was a teenager. Shit, that could have had me really fucked up. If it wasn’t for the two girls who drugged me turning themselves in and ratting on Lola, I wouldn’t had known. I know this is not how you wanted to find out.”

  “You think? What am I gonna tell Junior? He’s gonna ask about his Dad everyday Franklin.” I sob just thinking about what my baby response will be.

  “I don’t know, but you don’t have to do it alone. I’m always here for you Shay.”

  “Gosh, I should have just stayed gone when he cheated on me the first time.” I was ashamed. Ashamed for loving him and believing he had changed.

  “Come here.” He took me in his arms “We’ll get through this.

  “The amnesia thing, what was that about?” I asked.

  “That morning the detectives came to my room and told me everything. They told what I needed to do, so I did it. It was only to get closer to L
ola.”

  “You know, its funny how things work themselves out. I wanna cry, scream and go to the precinct and fuck his as up but I feel relieved. I think I wanted him to fuck up, just so I could leave him for good. Then when I got pregnant, I felt like it was God telling me we weren’t meant to be.”

  He released me. “Your pregnant with his baby?”

  I close my eyes and smile. “No. I thought so, until I went for my appointment. We conceived the day after the last time me and you had sex. This child is your baby. Ned was team Franklin, he got it.”

  Franklin wiped the sweat that drizzled down his nose away and kissed me. “That’s the best news I heard this year. When you told me, you were pregnant at the hospital, I wanted to run after you and hug you. I did not want to playhouse with Lola’s ass.” Franklin looked up at the ceiling as if he was thanking the man above for bringing us back together. “What time is it? I have to pick Junior up from school.”

  “Its 2:00pm. I’ll take you to your car.”

  “Okay.”

  2 YEARS LATER

  “Come on Junior, lets go sweetie. Tell Auntie Sophia and Uncle Dino bye.” The house that use to be mine and Mateo, was now Sophia’s and her newly husband Dino. Me, Junior, Franklin and our 2-year baby girl name Issa Wesley moved into our new home for a new start four months ago. Franklin is out of town for a mayor convention in Washington DC. We’re on our way to the airport to meet him there. He had to leave before us because Junior had his graduation from 1st grade. I had Issa on my hip heading out the door.

  “Hello Shay.” Mateo is standing at the door, looking like he walked through the desert to get here.

  “Mateo...” I nod. He looks at Issa then at me. It was obvious she wasn’t his baby; she was diffidently a black man’s baby. “Junior, come on baby!”

  “Here I come Mommy.” Junior ran and stood next to me. He didn’t even notice his Dad, with all the facial hair and long hair.