How Deep Is Your Love 3

by Jade Royal

“Charm,” Jason interrupted. She looked over at her best friend. “Fight.” He said. Charm sighed, before rubbing her eyes.

  “Okay, I’ll come,” she said, lowly. Denzel leaned in to kiss her but she jumped, as if she thought he was going to hit her or something. Denzel backed away immediately.

  “Sorry,” she rushed out. “I-I didn’t mean to.”

  “I know you didn’t. But if that’s your body’s natural response to me, then I-” Charm took his hand then rose to her tippy toes to kiss him softly. Denzel sighed at the taste of her lips and hugged her tightly as they kissed feverishly.

  “Let’s go,” she said, softly. They left the gallery then, holding hands all the way back to his place. In his head, he was still trying to conjure up a way he didn’t have to sleep with his ex. But anything he could give to Gabrielle to satisfy her, was something that would still drive a wedge between him and Charm.

  “Oh no,” Denzel groaned, when he pulled up to his loft. He let his head fall back against the headrest in his car to gather himself. Charm looked at what he saw and sucked her teeth. Gabby was waiting outside the building with a grin on her face. Charm and Denzel got out of the car slowly, and walked up to her.

  “I figured you’d be home soon. Your mother is gone, right?” Gabby asked.

  “Yeah,” Denzel mumbled.

  “Made your decision?”

  “How are you even going to prove this was Charm?” Denzel asked. “You could have gotta beat up by anyone, cause of your slick ass mouth!”

  “Well, you are my ex, right? And naturally, Charm doesn’t want me in the picture anymore. And with her history of violence. For example, trying to kill her husband; it’s easily believable she would beat anyone down to make sure she gets what she wants. I went to the hospital, so they have record that I was treated for my wounds, and I took pictures, and they rook pictures. Wanna keep questioning me?” Denzel felt like punching a brick wall.

  “So, what’s it going to be?” She asked.

  “You’re making me do this, Gabby. I hope you know that I will never, ever, consider taking you back into my life. So this is purely for your satisfaction and nothing else.” Gabby giggled and shrugged.

  “That’s all that matters, right? My satisfaction.”

  “I’m gonna get a cab to Jason’s,” Charm mumbled.

  “Oh, no,” Gabby said. “I have a couple rules. Rule number one, you have to stay. What fun is it if you don’t get to hear him pleasing me? Rule number two, Denzel, you’d better make me come. If I don’t, the deal is off.”

  “This is fucking ridiculous,” Denzel said, shifting his weight on his feet. He was getting angry again.

  “Well, I-”

  “Shut the fuck up,” he snapped at Gabby. He was tired of hearing her damn mouth. He punched in the code to the building and opened the door. All three of them went up to his loft quietly. Once inside, Gabby turned to touch him but he backed off. When she tried to speak again, he cut her off.

  “Go to the fucking room,” he ordered. She huffed, but then smirked at Charm, and went off to the bedroom. Charm was on the verge of tears and that was further pissing him off.

  “I’m sorry,” he said to her. “I’m sorry that our bond is being broken by this, but I promise you, Charm, that I am not sexually interested in her. I promise that this is for your protection only. I will never want Gabrielle in my life in replace of you.” Charm nodded, as her tears splashed from her eyes.

  “Don’t kiss her,” she whispered. “At least save that for me.”

  “I won’t,” he said. He kissed Charm deeply, savoring the moment he had with her. Gabrielle came out of the room to see what was taking him so long, and lo and behold, he was tongue kissing Charm like his life depended on it. She cleared her throat loudly, but still they took their sweet time separating. Jealousy swirled through Gabby, because she couldn’t recall a time where Denzel ever kissed her like that.

  “I’m waiting!” She snapped. Denzel broke off from Charm and looked into her eyes.

  “I love you,” he said. Charm smiled.

  “I love you too,” she whispered. He kissed her on the forehead before turning towards Gabby. Any softness he had in his eyes vanished the moment he looked at her. He marched towards her, then grabbed her by the wrist, and brought her back to the bedroom.

  “Strip,” he ordered her, as he began taking off his clothes.

  “Wait, you’re supposed to be-”

  “Shut your mouth, and take your fucking clothes off,” he said intently. He leaned against the wall, naked, with his arms crossed, waiting for her to undress. He wasn’t going to give her the treatment he gave Charm. He wasn’t going to take her clothes off and kiss along her body as if he fucking cared about her. Seeing he wasn’t going to budge, she took her clothes off. Denzel waited for his dick to rise, but it didn’t. He looked down at his member and wagged it, but he stayed limp.

  “Hope you know how to fuck a limp dick,” he said to her.

  “Cut it out and get it hard!” She snapped.

  “How the fuck am I supposed to do that, when I’m not attracted to you? You really expected me to have a hard on, when you’re forcing me into this?” Gabby marched up to him then dropped to her knees. She stuffed him in her mouth and began sucking. Denzel rolled his eyes as she sucked him limp dick. Nothing about her mouth satisfied him. And it pissed her off when she realized that. She popped him out of her mouth and stood.

  “So, all of a sudden, I don’t attract you? You know what-” She went to the door and opened it. “CHARM!” She called out. “Get your ass in here!”

  Charm was sitting in the living room, silently throwing a fit. She was trying to heed Jason’s words and fight for her place in Denzel’s life. The sex with Gabby had to happen. And it was because Denzel just wanted to protect her. She had to somehow get over that and not hold it against Denzel. That was the hard part. When Gabby was calling her name, she prepared herself for the fuckery and walked to the bedroom. Gabby was standing at the door, naked, with a frown on her face.

  “Get in here!” She snapped. Charm entered the room. Denzel was leaning against the wall, naked as well.

  “Get him hard,” Gabby ordered her. Charm looked at Denzel’s limp penis. She smirked.

  “Wait? You’re blackmailing me and you’re gonna use me to get him hard so you can blackmail me?” Charm giggled. “Are you serious right now?” Even though the sex was going to happen, there was a relief in Charm’s heart, because she realized Denzel only wanted her. Even with a naked woman in front of him, one who was his woman for ten years, he couldn’t get it up for her. That was the ultimate compliment to Charm.

  “I am running out of patience,” Gabby screamed. “Get him up!” Just to let it sink in much more, Charm didn’t do anything crazy. She simply unbuckled her overalls and let them fall down her body. She pulled down her bandeau top, revealing her swollen breasts. Denzel’s eyes zoned into her immediately. Gabby was fuming. All Charm did was show her breasts and her panties, and Denzel was slowly rising. He couldn’t stop looking at her. He was basically drooling. Gabrielle wanted to slap the look off his face, but she needed him hard.

  “GET OUT!” Gabby screamed at Charm. Denzel growled in anger, before going into his drawer and pulling out a condom. He strapped himself up as he watched Charm leave the room.

  “No condom,” Gabby stated. But Denzel ignored her. He didn’t wear condoms with Charm. There was no way he wasn’t protecting himself with Gabby. Grabbing her by the back of the neck, he pushed her down onto the bed, face first, then pulled her hips in the air.

  “I said no con-” Denzel shut her up by slamming into her. She was wet, but not as wet as Charm would get. And that was like waterfalls. With Gabby, it was barely a fucking puddle. But he didn’t stop. Still inside her, he reached back into his drawer and grabbed a tube of lube. He squirted some on his length, before pushing back inside her. Her tight walls clutched him, but he didn’t think he was going to come.

  Gabby’s
anger began to slither away, and her mind began to rejoice, as Denzel stroked her evenly. His length was everything she remembered and it still hit all her spots.

  “Slow down,” she begged, trying to make it last. But there was no slowly down. He had a scowl on his face and he was fucking her with long deep strokes, because he knew that’s what would get her off. He held her tight around her waist so she couldn’t go anywhere. She wrapped her arms around his wrists to hold on for dear life as he blew her damn back out.

  Denzel couldn’t really feel her coming, because of the condom, but he knew what she looked like and what she did when she did come. And in that moment, she was doing all the things he recognized. Her eyes were rolling, her bottom lip was tucking into her mouth, and her body was bucking. He pounded her harder, getting all the frustration out of his body. She lifted her head and screamed passionately, as he got another orgasm out of her. He didn’t want to look at her, so he kept her in this position, so the only thing he was focused on was her back. And when her body trembled and shook, he knew he got her off multiple times. Immediately, he pulled out of her.

  “Wait, come back,” she moaned.

  “Nope. You got off more than once. Get ya shit and leave.”

  “But that only lasted like ten minutes!”

  “Well you didn’t say I had to fuck you for hours. You said I better make you come. Which I did. Now you need to leave.”

  “I am not gonna leave-” Denzel grabbed up her clothes, when a pill bottle dropped out of her purse. He took it up and read the label. He could barely get through the whole thing before she was lunging at him, and snatching it out of his hands.

  “What is that for?” He asked.

  “That’s my business,” she snapped. Now she wasn’t giving him a whole bunch of mouth. She put her clothes on in less than a minute.

  “You’ll thank me later for keeping your little bitch out of jail. And when she goes back to her husband, don’t worry. I’ll still take you back.” She turned sharply and left the bedroom. He didn’t bother with clothes. He just leaned against his dresser with his arms crossed.

  Charm was shocked, when only about 15 minutes later, Gabby was storming out of the Denzel room.

  “His dick was better than I remember. Made me come faster than a muthafucker. Count your fucking blessings. And maybe I’ll be back for another round.” Charm rolled her eyes.

  “Just get out,” She said, weakly. Gabby sucked her teeth and left without another word. Charm didn’t hear Denzel moving around so she went to the bedroom. He was standing there stoically, the condom still on his softened penis and a frown on his face.

  “You know a little bit about medicine, right? I remember you saying your father was a doctor.” Denzel asked Charm. Charm didn’t understand why that topic was coming up.

  “Um, yeah. That’s right,” Charm answered.

  “Do you know what Valproic acid is?” He questioned. Charm thought.

  “No, I don’t know. My dad just told me about medical terms and procedures, not actual medication.” Charm whipped out her phone and googled it.

  “Valproic acid is the generic name for the brand name drug Depakote. It’s used to treat seizures and bipolar disorder.” Denzel rubbed his face.

  “What?” Charm asked.

  “A bottle of those pills dropped out of Gabby’s purse just now. That’s how she left so easily. Like she was hiding it from me, and didn’t want me to ask any questions about it. So she got dressed and left pretty quickly.”

  “You didn’t know she took those meds?” Charm asked. Denzel shook his head.

  “It had her name on it, that’s for sure. So it’s not like she’s using drugs for the hell of it.”

  “Has she ever had seizures?” Denzel shook his head again.

  “What’s crazy is that in high school, and in college, I always saw her pop pills occasionally. She claimed it was always a headache. Once we graduated, she popped pills sometimes, but I didn’t question her, because I just thought she was susceptible to headaches. Then again, we never lived together, so I couldn’t really be a judge on how often she took them or what the name of the medication was. But now, it’s the first time I’ve ever seen a name.”

  “So this wouldn’t be recent then. If she hadn’t had seizures, then-”

  “Then that means she has bipolar disorder,” Denzel finished for Charm.

  “Why do you have that look on your face?” Charm asked. He looked deeply concerned.

  “Because everything she’s been doing, everything she’s done… It all makes sense now.”

  “She still should be held accountable for her actions towards you, and to me, for that matter,” Charm said.

  “Should she?” Denzel asked. “I am nowhere close to forgiving her for anything she’s done. But that’s like being mad at a person with an intellectual disability who just so happens to hit you, or spit at you, or threaten you. They just can’t control themselves. I wonder how much control Gabby had.” Charm didn’t have an answer for him. But he wasn’t expecting an answer, because he knew there wasn’t any.

  “I’m gonna go shower. I feel disgusting,” he mumbled. “Sorry you had to hear anything that went on in here.”

  “I’m actually happy that you know how to fuck so well and the sex didn’t last forever. I would have died.”

  “I promise, Charm, that after this, the only person I’ll ever be intimate with is you. If you’ll still bless me with your body.”

  “What if she comes back asking for more or she’ll go to the cops?” Charm asked.

  “Now we have a level playing field. She’s got something on us, and we have something on her. I don’t think she wants her disorder exposed, and if we have to use it against her, we will.” Charm nodded and smiled at him.

  “We can get through this,” she said. “I wanna fight and get through this.”

  “Me too,” he sighed. “Me too.” Even though he wanted to touch her, he couldn’t. He felt like Gabby’s essence was all over him and he just wanted to be rid of it.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “Terrell, I have some good news,” Doctor Murphy said, coming into Terrell’s room. Terrell winced and sat up.

  “Yes?” He asked.

  “You’re ready to be discharged.” Terrell nearly grabbed up the doctor in a huge hug. Destiny stood and clapped in excitement.

  “I’ve been waiting for this, forever,” Terrell said. “Thanks, doc.”

  “There are still some heavy concerns,” he warned. “But we feel like with adequate care at home you should be fine.”

  “Adequate care?” Terrell questioned.

  “Yes. Your ADL’s, activities of daily living; you aren’t well enough to get through those things without help. I assume that your lady friend here will be of much help.” The doctor looked at Destiny.

  “ADL’s?” She questioned. “I gotta take care of him still? After all the time he’s been here?”

  “Well, yes. We prevented his blood from clotting and his lung from collapsing again. But we didn’t heal him completely. That will take a matter of months. So he will need help at home.”

  “Doc, I’m pregnant. I can’t be lifting and carrying no grown ass man around the house. I barely have the energy to do things for myself because his damn baby is drawing everything out of me.” The doctor’s facial expression dropped.

  “This changes things,” he said.

  “Wait, wait. Changes things how?” Terrell asked.

  “If you don’t have proper care, Terrell, we can’t send you home.”

  “No, doc, I need to get out of here!”

  “What we can do is get you into one of our outpatient facilities. It’ll be the same place you go to for your physical therapies, but instead, you’ll stay there where you can have assisted living benefits.” Terrell shook his head hard.

  “No. I want to be in my own house. My own bed!”

  “Well if there is no one to assist you, Terrell, you’re chances of returning back her
e with a clot or a collapsed lung is very high. Your wife is your only next of kin, but upon her request, she’s only approving your medication. Not your care afterwards.”

  “She’s still my wife though. She has to do this!”

  “She actually doesn’t,” Doctor Murphy said. “In fact, she could have you signed over to the facility no problem, but she’s giving up that option.”

  “So what the hell am I gonna do?” Terrell asked.

  “Maybe you can convince Charm to assist you until you can assist yourself. Or hire a nurse. But either way, this has to be decided upon today. Your discharge papers are being worked on, and you will be moved to a facility.” Terrell felt like he was going to have a panic attack. He just wanted to be in the comfort of his own home. He looked at Destiny and cut his eyes. He should have known she’d be no fucking help. The only person he could rely on right now was Charm. And he was going to have to beg out of his ass to get her to help him. He just hoped she had a slither of care for him still. Because if she did, she would submit to helping him if he begged.

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  “Ooo, milkshakes!” Charm squealed, looking through the window on the passenger side of the car. She and Denzel had just come from the gun range, letting off much needed steam. They were riding past a burger spot when Charm spotted the milkshake sign. She turned and looked at Denzel with puppy dog eyes as she pushed out her bottom lip. Denzel rolled his eyes at her, but a smile did come to his face. That was more than either of them had been smiling. A couple days had gone by since he had sex with Gabrielle, and Charm had barely smiled at him and most times, she was just thinking deeply. On his part, he was basically doing the same. No matter how he tried to think differently; since Charm told him he’d hurt her by his words, Denzel couldn’t feel better about himself. He didn’t know why he would even tell her they weren’t really together. It was almost insane. Even if she was still married to that jerk, he treated her like his woman, and he definitely wouldn’t want her sleeping with anyone else either. And now that he had slept with Gabby, he felt dirty. Like he’d done something so impure. So things were different between them, and all Denzel wanted to do was go back to normal.