I thought I was it for you Kendrick... That's what you said... I heard Nic cry the first time I cheated on her.
"Fuck!" I shouted as I pulled my dick out. "Y'all gotta go," I spat. They all paused for a second and looked at each other. "Go! Bye!" I yelled, and they all hopped up and put their clothes on.
I took the condom off, and put my bottoms back on. I grabbed my shirt, and went into the bathroom to be away from the party that was taking place. Why was this shit happening right now? I wondered. I got up and quickly headed towards the door of the party.
"Aye Kendrick, where you going?" Sargent asked with a bitch in his lap.
"I got an errand," I said and turned to leave. I heard some footsteps behind me, and turned around to see Stacie.
"Can I come?" she asked.
"Nah shorty, I'll hit you later," I said and hurried to my car.
I drove to my old house and sat outside for a little bit. I was gonna go inside, but I decided against it. I needed to let her go.
Chapter Eleven: Nic
"So you and Quincy are the real deal?" Morgan asked as we sat in my office.
"Yeah, it looks like it," I sighed.
"Why did you say it like that?" she cocked her head.
"Because I can't seem to have sex with him," I frowned.
"Why? What the hell is wrong with you? From the pictures you showed me, he's fine as hell," she said and looked around as if Kendreeis would appear.
"Trust me, I know, but when I try, it doesn't feel right. When he touches me, it feels weird," I exhaled.
"Sounds like you still hung up on my brother-in-law," she chuckled.
"No I'm not! I haven't thought about him in forever," I lied.
"Really? Well maybe you guys should have some drinks and watch porn together, I'm sure that will work," she joked.
"You're too sure about that," I frowned.
"That's how I got pregnant again," she said, tapping her stomach.
"Really? Baby number three?" I smiled.
"Yes girl, Kaleeini and Kendall are already a handful." She shook her head and cheesed. Kendall was her second son, that was around Kendrin's age.
"Yeah, same with KJ and Kendrin," I nodded.
TAP! TAP!
"Come in," I called out.
"Mrs. King, these are for you." A young lady handed a manila envelope over and then exited.
"Thank you," I said as I ripped the package open. When I looked over the documents, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach.
"Nic, what is it?" Morgan asked.
"He's divorcing me," I whispered.
"Isn't that what you wanted?" she frowned.
"No! It's not what I wanted. I just wanted some space and time to think. I didn't want it to get this far," I started to cry.
"Well tell him that," she replied.
"I can't now, he doesn't want me anymore." I sniffled and shoved the papers into my purse. "Can you stay the rest of the day, I have to go," I said, as I rushed out of the salon.
"Yeah, of course," Morgan replied.
I drove straight to my mother’s house, since my son Kendrin was already there.
"Baby, what's wrong?" my mother, Mariah asked when she saw my face.
I made sure her boyfriend wasn't around, and then sat down. I pulled the envelope out of my purse, and handed it over to her. She looked over the papers, and her mouth stayed ajar the whole time.
"Nic, what the hell is going on?" she frowned.
Nope, I hadn't told my mother anything. Last thing she knew, Kendrick and I were in paradise. I told her everything from the beginning, and she just shook her head.
"Nic, this is a bunch of immature bullshit. You guys are going back and forth like you're in high school or something, and for what? Because you think he cheated? Didn't he tell you when he did every other time in the past? So why would he lie now?" she looked at me. I never thought about that and now I felt worse.
"I was just paranoid, Ma. He betrayed me before, and my mind just wouldn't let me believe he was good this time," I sobbed.
"I know baby, but once you forgive someone you have to move on. You can't penalize him for things that you've already forgiven him for." She shook her head.
"Well what should I do?" I sniffled.
"You need to maybe try to be honest with him about your feelings, and see if you guys can work it out," she replied rubbing my back.
"Do you think he will want to; I mean, he had this sent to me?" I said pointing to the papers.
"I would like to think so. From what you told me, it sounds like he's just responding to what you've given him," she replied, and I nodded.
"Okay," I said and stood up.
I went and got Kendrin from the back, and decided to stop by Kendrick's condo, before I had to get KJ from school. I walked up the steps with my baby on my hip, and knocked lightly on the door. I heard rustling, and I became nervous.
"Who is it?" Kendrick called out.
"Nic," I replied.
I heard whispering, and my heart started to beat fast. Finally, he opened the door, and I could tell he just threw something on; he had on sweats and no shirt.
"What's up?" he panted and then looked at Kendrin.
I barged in, and he tried to stop me from walking to the back. I walked by two of the bedrooms, and they were empty. I burst into the last one, and some bitch was laid in the bed on her phone. She jumped and covered her body with her eyes bucked. I walked back out, and handed Kendrin to his father.
"Nic what are you-"
Before he could finish, I rushed to the back and pounced on the bitch. I punched her ass nonstop, as she screamed for the Holy Trinity.
"You stupid bitch!" I shouted as she hollered.
I was so angry and I wasn't gonna stop. I punched and punched as she tried to push me off of her. Finally, Kendrick snatched me up and I squirmed wildly until he let me down. Kendrin was walking down the hall, so Kendrick scooped him up.
"Give me my baby you hoe ass nigga!" I yelled, as the girl groaned from the room.
I started to walk off with Kendrin on my hip but stopped. I walked back over to Kendrick and punched his ass in the nose. He hit his head on the wall, and blood came spurting out.
"Nic, baby," he said in a low tone, as he touched his nose.
I stormed out the house and took my ass to pick up my other baby. Fuck Kendrick, I was on to someone better any fucking way.
Chapter Eleven: Kendrick
After Nic burst into my house, fucked Stacie up, and punched me, she hadn't talked to me at all. When it was time to get the boys, she would take them to her mom’s for me to get.
My thing is, what the hell is she mad for? She has a damn boyfriend, but punches me in the fucking nose when I have a bitch at my crib. What kind of shit is that? She was really crazy.
Today, I was picking KJ up from school, and I wanted to talk to him for a little bit. I walked into his class, and his teacher rushed over to me.
"Kendrick got into a fight today," she panted.
"A fight?" I looked down at him.
"Yes, he and another little boy. He knocked the little boys tooth out. Although the tooth was already loose, it was still pretty violent," she nodded. What kind of five year old knocks teeth out? I thought.
"Come here man." I waved him over and he walked to me with his head down. "I will handle it, thank you," I said and she smiled. "Why are you fighting Kendrick?" I asked him once we got into the car.
"It wasn't my fault." He frowned and folded his arms.
"Okay, well what happened?" I quizzed as I cranked up the car.
"It was all over this shorty, aight," he huffed. "She liked me, and this nigga named Ronald likes her, so he tried to fight me. Ain't my fault I whooped his ass!" he shouted.
"Stop talking like that," I said and tried not to laugh.
"And what the hell do you know about shorties?" I frowned.
"I know they only good for one thing, and they cause problems," he nodded.
"Not all of them," I replied.
"Yeah huh, nobody marries shorties." He shook his head.
"I married your mama." I looked over at him since it was a red light.
"Noooo! You don't get it. Mommy is a woman, not a shorty," he said and pinched the bridge of his nose with his small fingers. I couldn't help but laugh.
"My bad for calling your mama a shorty, I got confused," I chuckled.
"We good," he smiled and patted my arm.
"So you’ve met her boyfriend?" I asked.
"Yeah. He's kind of corny," he shrugged. My boy! I thought.
"Why you say that?" I inquired.
"Cause he says things and wants me to laugh, but it ain't funny!" he frowned, and I chuckled.
"Does he come to the house?" I questioned.
"No, but he takes us places," he responded, and I got hot all over. I didn't like that he was taking them places like they were a fucking family. "I wish you and mommy would get married again," he said.
"We still are married. But don't worry, I'm gonna get your mama back, aight?" I smiled.
"Alright," he grinned. This little nigga was a handful.
After dropping KJ off to his grandmother's, I decided to go and have a drink. I needed to rest my nerves, and do some thinking. I was sitting at the bar, sipping scotch straight, when I felt a presence come near me. I looked over and it was that bitch, Carmen who accused me of rape.
"Yo, get the fuck out of here," I scoffed.
"Why Kendrick?" she chuckled as she ran her hand down my back.
I moved away, and she laughed as she sat next to me. My phone buzzed, and I saw I had some texts from the homies, Jamila, Stacie, and that short chick who I found out was named Morgan. I couldn't fuck with her since that was my brother’s wife name. Ugh.
"I'm sorry I had to do you like that," Carmen said. I stared straight ahead without looking at her. "You just pissed me off that night," she added and I went back into my phone.
"Whatever," I replied, still looking at my iPhone screen.
"I'll make a deal with you. If we can go do something right now, I will drop the charges," she said running her finger along the nape of my neck. Bitches were a trip.
"Well what about my reputation?" I frowned.
"I'll tell them I lied. Or that I was drunk and got confused about what happened. Whichever you want," she smirked.
"Why did you even do all this?" I quizzed.
"Ego. I just knew I was gonna get a taste of you, but you brushed me off like I didn't mean shit," she exhaled and then ordered a drink.
"Well I don't appreciate you lying on me because of your ego. I lost my family because of you," I scoffed.
"Really? I didn't know you were married," she lied.
"Yes you did. You acknowledged my ring at the party." I turned my lip up.
"Oh, I must've forgotten," she laughed wryly as she downed her drink.
"Yeah, whatever. Can you go, I'm disgusted by your presence right now," I spat.
"Fine. I tried to help you but you don't want it. Looks like you'll be going to jail for rape and running me my money, since you wanna be stingy with that dick nigga!" she said and tried to smack me upside the head.
I grabbed her by the wrist and threw her backwards. She fell onto the bar stool, and then got up and rushed out. Stupid bitch, I thought.
Chapter Twelve: Nic
Those stupid papers sat on my vanity and stared at me. I kept telling myself I was going to sign them, but I just couldn't bring the pen to the paper. I knew the right thing to do was to leave, especially after I caught him with some new slut, but I didn't want to. The fact of the matter is, I'm in love with Kendrick King and I can't seem to shake it. I thought once we stopped having sex, I would be okay, but it only made me hornier for him. I thought Quincy would help, but every time he did something I didn't like, it made me miss Kendrick. Why was I so dumb?
I got dressed to get my sons from Kendrick's parents. I wasn't in the mood to do much, so I was gonna go grocery shopping for snacks that KJ and Kendrin could stuff their faces with.
"Hey baby girl," Kendrick's father, Kairio hugged me.
"Hi," I replied shyly, as I inhaled his cologne. This whole family smelled good.
"You okay?" he asked as he looked down at me.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" I smiled, faking the funk.
"Just making sure. They're in the den," he replied and pointed, then walked to his office.
When I walked into the den, I saw Kendrick's mother, Camia playing with Kendrin, and KJ watching TV with Kendrick. I was not expecting to see him here. I backed out, and straightened my dress a little bit. I took a deep breath and strutted in, making sure to switch a little bit for Kendrick. I saw him watching out the corner of my eye, and a smile crept across my face.
"Say hi to mommy," Camia said to Kendrin as she kissed him.
"Let me talk to you for a minute." Kendrick got up, and damn near dragged me out of the den.
"What?" I said snatching my arm from him. He grabbed it back, and pulled me up to the bedroom.
"Why haven't you signed the papers?" he folded his sexy arms.
"I've been busy," I replied.
"Well, right before your next date with that bitch ass nigga, you should go ahead and take care of that," he spat.
I started pushing and hitting him with all my strength, as tears flowed out of my eyes. He was putting his hands up to block me, but I kept going in on him.
"I hate you! How dare you cheat on me and then try to divorce me!" I screamed as I rained blow after blow on him.
"Nic, stop!" he shouted and pinned me to the floor. "You're fucking crazy! What do want from me? I try to get you back and you don't want that. I try to let you go, and you don't want that either! What do you want me to do?" he pleaded.
"I want you to fight for me!" I cried.
"I have, baby; I’ve been doing that this whole time. But a man gets tired babe. I've been letting you toss me to the side this whole time, and I can't do that shit anymore. You're not the only one that's hurting, Nic," he replied, as he stroked my hair.
I couldn't respond because I was crying way too hard. He hugged me tightly in his strong arms, and it felt so good. I sniffled lightly, as he kissed my neck and rubbed my back. I pulled back, and cupped his face for a kiss. We sucked each other's lips, as we groped one another constantly. I pushed his basketball shorts and boxers down, as he yanked on my panties. My pussy was sopping wet, in anticipation of feeling him inside me. It'd been forever since he touched me in that way. He placed the head of his dick at my opening, and started to push it in.
"Go slow Kendrick," I whispered, as I winced in pain.
He made his way inside me, and my body was thanking me. He pulled the straps of my dress down, and sucked my nipples gently. He rotated his hips as he pumped into me slowly, right there on the floor. The pain and pleasure made a wonderful combo.
"Ahhh, Kendriickkk," I whimpered as he sped up a little.
"Fuck Nic. You so tight and wet," he grunted as he worked in and out of me.
He pushed my legs towards me, and sped up his thrusts. The sound of him plunging in and out of me, could probably be heard all around the house.
"Uhhhh, I'm cumming," I screamed.
"Ahhh," Kendrick moaned as we exploded together.
He dropped down onto me, and kissed me hungrily. Afterwards, we went and took a shower together, which led to another fuck session.
"So should we leave together?" he smiled.
"Umm, let me break things off with Quincy and then I will-"
"Why do I have to wait for that? Do that shit right now!" he shouted as he put his clothes on. I knew his parents were wondering why we were in this room so long.
"Because I want to do it face to face," I replied.
"Meet his ass somewhere! We don't need to be separate for that," he frowned.
"Kendrick, just wait until I tell him it's over," I pleaded.
He dropped down on the
bed, and put his face into his hands. I walked out to get my sons, and then headed home.
I felt horrible. I did just what Kendrick did to me...I cheated on my boyfriend. Shit. I hated that Kendrick predicted the fact that I would cheat on Quincy with him.
Chapter Twelve: Kendrick
One week later...
"You have something for me?" my lawyer asked as he closed the glass door to his office.
"I have something great for you," I chuckled.
"Alright, well let's have it," he grinned.
I pulled out my phone, and played the voice memo I recorded while at the bar with Carmen. Melvin, my lawyer, listened intently with his hands under his chin.
"This is great news Kendrick," he chuckled. "Excellent, actually," he patted his desk.
"So now what?" I smiled.
"Well, we still have to go to court, but this is good evidence to support you," he replied.
"Go to court for what? It's right there! The proof is right there in what I played for you," I frowned.
"I know Kendrick, but the jury has to listen to it and decide on whether or not it's even her," he said.
"It is her!" I shouted.
"Yes, you know that, and I know that. I'm 100% sure the jury is gonna agree that it’s her on that recording, but we have to go to trial and let them tell us that," he responded calmly.
I closed my eyes and dropped my head backwards. It seemed like I was having the worst fucking luck. Rape charges, divorce, what next, another coma?
"Kendrick relax, this is gonna work out. Go relax, and even celebrate. That's how sure I am that this is gonna blow right over," he nodded.
"Aight man, thanks," I replied defeated.
I was walking out of his office, when my phone buzzed. I looked down to see it was Stacie calling me.
"What's up?" I said.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked sounding like she was smiling.
"I'm gonna go take care of some work for a couple hours," I replied.
"And after that?"
"I'm not sure, what's up? Why are you asking me all these questions?' I quizzed as I got into my car.
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