by Angie Hayes
“Shawn what is going on with you?” I asked as I took a seat on the sofa. While sitting I checked my surroundings.
I took to notice that they had a nice place that was decorated perfectly. As Shawn went to the kitchen, I continue to scope the scenery out until my eyes landed on a family picture that was above the mantle. I got up to get a closer look. When I did, I saw that his fiancée was beautiful. They looked like the perfect family in this photo. Instantly, I became a little insecure thinking that he couldn’t possibly want me when he had her. Then I quickly reminded myself that if that were true, I wouldn’t be here.
“Thanks for coming. I brought this bottle out so we can finish it while I burn your ears off about my drama again.” Shawn told me as he came back into the living room. He sat the bottle of vodka, a jar of cranberry juice and two glasses down on the coffee table.
“You know it’s nothing. I’m always here to be an ear for you. So what’s up?” I asked as I took a seat and poured myself a drink.
This was going to be the perfect setup for me to put this good ass pussy on Shawn. Ain’t no sex like drunk sex. I sat there for the next hour listening to how his fiancée’s cousin had slipped into a coma after going into early labor, and how Alicia turned down his offer to be by her side when she left to go visit her. Then he decided to go anyway to support her only to find out that her baby daddy was there instead. After he was done, I wanted to whoop that bitch’s ass myself!
Maybe it was the alcohol that had me thinking like that considering that I was on my fourth cup, but nevertheless the bitch was dead ass wrong. I started assuring him that I was there for him and that he didn’t need that headache anymore in his life. By the time I was through talking, Shawn was well intoxicated and had his head leaned back on the sofa. I put my glass down, got down on my knees in front of him and unzipped his pants.
“What are you doing?” he asked slurring his words.
“I’m about to make you feel real good and forget about the bullshit you been going through,” I said as I pulled out his thick pole and started sucking on it slowly.
I knew my head game skills were lethal. I was taught how to suck dick at the age of fourteen from the captain of the football team at my high school. I also watched a lot of porn, so I knew what I was doing. Shawn didn’t fight me off once he felt the warmth of my mouth.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.” He slurred again, but didn’t stop me.
I felt him getting harder and pulsating in my mouth as I continued to suck on the head and jack him off at the same time with the palm of my hand. Shawn started moving his hips pumping in and out of my mouth and grabbing the back of my head. I had on a skirt with no panties just for this occasion, so while I worked him I started to play with my pussy. I made sure to time his rhythm right because soon as I felt him stiffing up, I knew he was about to cum, so I quickly jumped up and slid down on his dick.
“Oh shit! This pussy feel so tight!” Shawn yelled as he grabbed my hips and started bouncing my ass up and down.
“That’s right baby get this pussy, it’s yours whenever you want it.” I spoke as I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold for balance as he fucked me hard.
With the way the alcohol had me feeling and the sex with Shawn, I was in pure ecstasy! I leaned my head back and I bounced up and down on his dick as I was riding him.
“Fuck, I’m about to cum Alicia baby!” Shawn yelled out.
I know I should be pissed that he just called out this bitch name while I’m the one fucking him, but I wasn’t. Seconds later, we both exploded together at the same time. I collapsed on his chest trying to catch my breath. After laying there for about five minutes, I heard snoring. I looked up to see him asleep with his mouth wide open. I laughed as I got up and headed to the bathroom to clean myself up.
When I came out, I saw that Shawn was still knocked out. I took my phone and made my way into the bedroom which I assumed belonged to Shawn and his fiancée, and started taking pictures. I then went back to where Shawn was and snapped a picture of him as well. The last piece to my plan was when I grabbed his phone off the table, located Alicia’s number, and put into my phone. Once I was done, I left Shawn a note saying I had a good time and left. One my way home, I couldn’t help but smile as I realized I had just snagged my man.
CHAPTER 23
KEITH
“So what are you saying Doc?”
“I’m just simply suggesting that just in case, you need to think about other alternatives.” The doctor said.
“Alternatives like what?” I asked afraid of what he might say next.
“Well it’s been three weeks now and your wife isn’t responding to anything. Her vitals are still unresponsive as well as her brain activities, and if it wasn’t for the respirator she wouldn’t be able to breathe on her own.”
“But I thought you said that you have seen cases like this and the patient has awaken?”
“I have, but the patients were also showing progress along the way. Your wife isn’t.” he explained.
“So what’s the worst case scenario?” I asked.
“Worst case is you wife is stuck in a vegetable state. I’m going to leave you some time alone to think because I know this is difficult for you to digest all at once. Whatever you decide just let me know. In the meantime we’ll continue to do our part and hope your wife keeps fighting.” The doctor said to me and left the room.
I stood there looking down at my wife lying motionless in the bed. It felt like I was in a bad dream waiting to be woke up.
“Uh…Mr. Spencer, I’m sorry to disturb you, but can I talk to you for a minute?” I heard a voice from behind me say.
I turned around and saw the nurse that was caring for the baby standing in the room.
“Sure is everything ok?” I asked with concern.
“Actually everything is more than ok. Your son seems to be progressing well and it looks like he will be coming off of the ventilator to breath on his own. Once that happens, he should be ready to go home in about a month or so once he gains a few more pounds,” She told me smiling.
The news actually brought a smile upon my face as well, something I haven’t done in a while.
“That’s great news,” I said to her.
“Mr. Spencer I don’t want to over step my boundaries here, but I have been a pediatric nurse going on twenty years. I also have raised three kids on my own while doing so. Now I know things are extremely tough for you with your wife being in this state, and I honestly pray every day that she opens her eyes, but your son needs you as well. I see babies like this all the time who pull through when they feel the love of a parent.” She explained sympathetically.
“So you trying to say I don’t love him?” I asked her in a defensive tone.
“Of course not, but I do know that you don’t go visit him. Sure you ask about his well-being daily, but you never go down to the NICU and sit with him or bond with him. He doesn’t even have a name. We call him baby boy Spencer down there. All I’m saying is your son is a fighter and I think your wife would love to hear how well he is doing. Whenever you’re ready to see him, he’ll be waiting.” She said with a smile.
I couldn’t help but let everything she had just said to me marinate.
“Oh before I go, here are your DNA test results. I put a little rush on them for you since I figured this is what was keeping you from the nursery. Like I said I been around here long enough to notice things.” She said as she handed me the envelope and walked out of the room.
My hands started shaking as I held the envelope. I knew whatever was in it held the future of my life. I took a deep breath and finally pulled the papers out. I had to look over the results three times to make sure I read them clearly. I then took the papers and tore them up into little pieces and threw them into the trash can in the room. I walked over to Keisha’s bedside and gave her a long kiss on her lips. I finally left the room and headed down to the nursery where I could see my son, sign his birth certificate
and name him. At that point nothing else mattered.
CHAPTER 24
TROY
After my blow up with Alicia, I made sure Keith was good and left two days later. I avoided Alicia at the house and even my daughter. When it was time for me to go, I told Keith to keep me updated on any changes and gave my baby girl a kiss goodbye. That was a week ago, and here I am sitting in my living room drinking on a glass of Henn and smoking a blunt. The more drunk and high I got, the more I kept thinking about the shit Alicia said to me when we were in Cali.
The bitch still wasn’t taking responsibility for her part in what happened with my wife. She still was trying to play the victim like she always does since I have known her. All the love that I had for her was slowly dissipating. I took another drink and picked up my phone to go through my contacts to see who I could take this frustration out on by tearing up some pussy. I stopped on this chick name Veronica who I use to fuck with from time to time. Before I could call her up my phone started ringing; it was Joy, Cassandra sister.
“What’s up?” I said as I answered the phone.
“What’s up is your kids have been asking for you, and you haven’t been around!” She yelled into the phone.
I had to take a breather for a moment before I snapped on her ass too.
“First off, I had to go out of town real quick. My homeboy wife went into labor early and slipped into a coma,” I told her as I took a pull from my blunt to calm my nerves.
“I’m sorry to hear that Troy, but you do realize that you still have kids here. They already lost their momma and now it feels like their daddy ain’t here either. If it’s gone be like this, then I think it’s best if I just take full custody of the kids.” She said.
She mentioned this to me earlier when Cassandra first passed away, but I assured her that although I appreciated her help, there was no way I was giving up my rights to my kids. They were the closet treasures I have left with Cassandra not being here, and I wasn’t about to let them go.
“Look I already told you that I wasn’t letting you take my kids. Matter of fact I’ll be coming for them this weekend, and they are coming back home permanently.” I said to her as I blew smoke from my black.
“You crazy as hell if you think I’m gonna let them come back there and live with you and see you self-destruct!” She barked into the phone.
I laughed at her comment.
“Last time I checked they momma was six feet deep, so how the fuck you gone stop me?” I asked challenging her.
“You are still a selfish ass bastard! If Cassandra would have listened to me she would still be here! I might not be able to stop you, but I will take your ass to court if I have too!” She threatened.
“Just have my kids ready when I get there.” I said and hung up the phone.
I sat there for the next twenty minutes finishing my blunt and drink. After I was high as a kite and drunk, I went back into my phone and called up freak ass Veronica to see if she was available to take this dick I had to give. Just as I thought, she told me she was down for whatever. I gave her the address and told her to come through. Right now my mind was on digging deep in some pussy; I’ll handle Alicia and Cassandra’s sister later.
CHAPTER 25
ALICIA
My emotions are all over the place. Keith just told me what the doctor had informed him about Keisha, but on the flip side he also told me how he finally went and saw the baby. He named him after him. His name was Keith Cornelius Spencer Jr. whom he called KJ. He also let me know that he was doing well and had started feeding from the bottle. I was overjoyed to hear that little KJ was coming along fine; if only Keisha would wake up. Since my aunt and uncle decided to continue to stay in California to help Keith out, I knew it was time I go back home to face the music with Shawn. He still wasn’t answering any of my calls or returning my messages, so I decided to just stop trying to contact him and give him some breathing room until I got back home.
I didn’t want to leave Keisha, but I had to take care of my household and I knew she would want me to do that. I also know that if it’s any change with her, Keith would let me know and I’ll be on the first thing smoking back out here. I was upstairs in the guest room packing up me and Zaria things when my phone beeped indicating I had a text message. I picked up the phone noticing that it was a message from a strange number I didn’t recognize. When I opened the text my heart stopped as I saw what was displayed across my screen.
It was a pic collage of the inside of my place. There were photos of my bedroom, living room, as well as one of Shawn sprawled out on the couch with his pants down and his dick hanging out. The phone beeped again from the same number with another message coming through that read: Your man has great hospitality. I enjoyed him very much. Oh yeah p.s. your decorating skills are on point. My hands were literally shaking as I stared at the phone. I wanted to scream out loud but nothing came out.
Not only did this muthafucka fuck another bitch, he had the audacity to have this hoe in our place! My head started spinning and the room got very hot. I sat down on the bed and just stared straight ahead at the wall. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t. For some reason this all seemed like Deja-vu to me. Having being betrayed by someone I love, so close to home.
My first instinct was to call Shawn and go off, but since he wasn’t answering my calls I had something better for his ass. I gathered myself and continued packing, only this time faster. My plane is scheduled to leave this afternoon and I have three hours to finish packing and get to the airport. I’m tired of niggas and bitches taking advantage of me and my feelings. I’m done crying! I just have to wrap my mind around the fact that I will not only be a single mom, but also a single woman because I was done with Shawn and Troy’s ass. Both they asses are about to feel my wrath!
CHAPTER 26
SHAWN
I woke up with a banging headache and the sun beaming in from the living room window. I tried sitting up but felt a restraint around my ankles. I looked down to see my pants and under ware pulled down.
“What the fuck?” I said out loud wondering how the hell my clothes were halfway off.
I looked around the room and noticed that there was an empty bottle of vodka and two glasses on the coffee table. Beside them was a note.
“Oh shit!” I yelled as I read the note that Dana left.
I started vaguely remembering the night. I remember texting Dana and asking her to come over. Before she got here, I started drinking. Then I remembered Dana getting here and us sitting on the couch talking and drinking some more. After that everything else is a blur. From the note she left and the condition I woke up in, I knew we had fucked.
I dragged myself from the couch and into the bathroom to shower. I adjusted the water to the hottest temperature it could get and scrubbed my skin as if I was trying to wash my sins away. I know I fucked up big time with this, and if Alicia ever found out she’ll definitely leave me for good. I spent the next fifteen minutes in the shower scrubbing my body all over until the water became cold and then I got out.
After I was done, I put on some basketball shorts and a t-shirt and headed to the kitchen to get me some Tylenol and a bottle of water to nurse my headache. I proceeded to the living room and begin cleaning up so that I don’t leave a trace of Dana ever being here. I picked up my phone off of the table and noticed that I didn’t have any recent messages from Alicia, but I did have a text from Dana.
DANA: Hey handsome hope you dreamed about me last night, because I damn sure dreamed about you and the way you taste.
Ah man I really fucked up big time with this one! I know Alicia actions had me feeling like she betrayed me, but I never had any intentions on cheating on her! Not only did I cross that line, I did it with Dana. After I was finish straightening up I grabbed my phone and decided to call Alicia. I called her three times back to back and her phone kept going straight to voicemail. I decided to call Keith to see how everything was and if Alicia was around.
“Hello?�
�� Keith answered as I was about to hang up the phone.
“Hey man how you holding up?” I asked him.
I haven’t spoken to him since the day I almost beat Troy ass in his kitchen.
“I’m here” he responded.
“How are Keisha and the baby?”
“He’s doing good, eating on his own and off of the ventilator. Keisha is still the same.” He replied in a short and dry tone.
I could tell from his tone that he either didn’t feel like talking or just didn’t want to talk to me. Either way I couldn’t blame him for the way I had been coming at him lately.
“Well that’s good to hear about your son and I know Keisha will pull through, she’s a fighter.” I said trying to show my concern.
“Yeah.” He responded back again showing no interest in talking to me.
“Hey is Alicia around? I’ve been trying to call her, but her phone keeps going to the voicemail.” There is a brief silence before I heard a sigh.
“She’s not here man, she left yesterday afternoon on her way home.” he informed me.
“Left yesterday?” I wondered out loud.
I looked over at the clock and remembered that the time zones were different. The fact that she didn’t even let me know she was on her way back struck a nerve; but then again I was ignoring her calls.
“Look man, I gotta go. I need to get my kids situated before I head back out the hospital.” Keith said and hung up the phone before I could respond.
I lay back down on the couch, thinking about everything that had been going on within the last seven months of my life. Nothing was going how I imagined it would be. I continued thinking about things when I heard the front door opening. I jumped up and saw Alicia standing there with her bags, no Zaria, and an expression that said somebody was about to get fucked up.
CHAPTER 27
KEITH
KJ has been home for a week now and he already has me on my toes, along with Jasmine and Destiny of course. Keisha’s folks were still here doing the best they can to help me, but with Keisha still in a coma, it’s starting to take a toll on them. I would often walk in on her mother in the kitchen crying, or her dad at Keisha’s bedside begging her to wake up when he’s at the hospital. I tried my best to be strong for them and the kids, but it’s beginning to become hard for me to do. I got up to bath and feed KJ and spend some time with the girls before I head to see Keisha.