Side Chick Life 2, page 6
“Will you lay with me?” he whispered again.
“Lay with you? Oh Ox, I don’t know if this is a good idea.” I tried to push away from him but he refused to let me go. “This is all too much, too soon.”
“Aye, when are you going to let go and allow someone to show you how beautiful you really are? When will you allow a real king to take care of you the way a real queen should?” He pressed his body so close that I thought our bodies would mesh and become one. “Stop taking the easy route cause I’m not gonna let you outta this one.”
I closed my eyes took a deep breath and before I could respond to his question properly he had taken me by the hand and was leading me up the stairs. All types of emotions were running through my veins but the one I identified the most with was fear. It was the not knowing what would happen next that I wondered most about. How would I react once we got in a bed together? Would I be able to contain myself and refrain from accepting his advances? His swag was so irresistible. I just knew in my inebriated state that I wouldn’t be able to say no to him especially when my body wanted to say yes.
We made it to his loft size bedroom and headed over to his oversized larger than life bed. He escorted me over to it as I gazed down on the wide black comforter and black satin pillows. Ox extended his hand for me to lay on the bed first. Reluctantly I did as I was instructed not even attempting to remove one article of clothing. He smiled as he climbed in the bed after me. His body lay on top of mine allowing our breaths to mingle and mix.
I thought I would hyperventilate from pure shock of how I allowed myself into this position. But once his lips faintly touched mine, my body froze but my mind was in heaven. I awaited his fingers to remove my clothes and take my body the way only he could. In its place, Ox lied next to me pulling and holding me close to him, completely clothed from head to toe spooning me like he never wanted to let me go. And, I enjoyed every minute of it until my eyes closed drifting me off to another dreamland.
…I'm living, for the love
Each and every day, oh yes I do
I'm gonna say it one more time
Said, I'm living, for the love
Each and every day, ohhhh
Lord, Lord knows I am right, right now
Said that, I'm livin' for the love…
Violet
It had been weeks since I’ve heard from Vega. Here we go again. I couldn’t believe this shit. I had no idea where this man lived so I couldn’t go to his apartment and he had the security so tight at the hospital that I couldn’t get through with just my face anymore. I needed to get more creative in order to see this man. I hadn’t done anything but give myself to him in every way imaginable and now he was performing the disappearing act and I couldn’t understand why. It was bullshit. It seemed like every time I gave a man my all, he dogged me. This shit was not going to happen to me again.
My foot hit the pedal like a brick as I drove down the street weaving in and out of traffic. My adrenaline was rushing refusing to calm down for shit. I was heated. Vega had taken my virginity and played me just like all the other guys that had fucked me. Yeah okay, so what I played the virgin role even though I wasn’t really a virgin.
I had just kept my pussy on lock from certain niggas after the five niggas that had played me, lying to get the pussy, when I was a teenager. So when I got to college I vowed not to give another man my pussy until he proved that he had earned it. I thought Vega was that one. But I guess I was wrong. He was just another typical nigga.
The tires on my car screeched as I pulled up in front of Cookie’s house exiting and slamming the car door. Marching up to the door, I didn't even bother ringing the doorbell to announce my presence. I was too heated to think about being polite and respectable. Besides, that house had been mine too so if Cookie didn't like my dropping by unannounced then she would just have to get over it. My eyebrows curled over angrily as I used my spare key to barge right through the door.
"Agh. Violet, don't you knock anymore? I've told you about coming over here without calling first. This is my house now and you need to understand that," Cookie snapped as she frantically scurried to pull her dress down and affix her bra back over her large droopy tits.
"Ewe. What the fuck did I just walk in on?" I tried to shield my eyes but I couldn't deny that I had just seen the head of the guy she was fighting over in the yard a few weeks back, in between her legs having dinner. "God y'all really need to stop this shit. Y'all are too old to be fucking."
"Aye, what the fuck I do in my house is my business. I don't need you coming in here talking about what I should and shouldn't be doing." Cookie sat up on the couch reaching for her pack of Newports to blaze one up. "Why the fuck are you here barging in on me in my shit anyway?"
"Ugh. I need your help," I panted folding my arms.
"My help with what little girl? I ain't got no damn money if that's what you're here asking for." Cookie sucked on her cancer stick.
"Not from you." I rolled my eyes pointing to the man desperately pulling his clothes together on his body. "You."
"Me? How am I supposed to help you?" Confusion read on Bobby's face as he stuck his arm in the last hole of his shirt. "Hell in the two years I've been kicking it with your momma, you barely said two words to me. Why should I help you now?"
"Because I know where your wife works. And, judging by the placement of that wedding band on the correct finger, you're old ass is still married. Need her to take everything or what?" I sneered.
"How the fuck you know..." He paused turning to Cookie bewildered. "How the fuck she know about my wife's business, Cookie? You've been running off at the damn mouth again."
"Ah shit man, no I haven't. Don't underestimate this little bitch. Her game is wrapped tight," Cookie assured him as he turned back to me.
"So are you going to help me or not?" My lips curled over.
"What the hell you need, shit?"
Grinning from ear to ear, I took out my phone and snatched his to get his number and send him all the information I had to give him. It wasn't much but in his profession he should have known how to get the rest of it. I tossed his phone back to him when I was done and told him how discreet I need this shit to be.
"Know that if you fail me, it won't be good for you." I eyed him.
"Cookie, you gon' let your smart mouth daughter talk to me that way here?" Bobby griped turning to her.
Cookie waved her hand pulling a half drunk beer from the side of the couch off the floor, turning it up taking it to the back of her throat. Bobby's eyes widened in disbelief as his hand punched the couch pillow hard. He frowned something ugly at me before snatching his keys from the coffee table and storming out the house. I laughed so hard at his frustration that tears burst from eyes.
"The hell is so funny? I done told you about coming up in here trying to run shit in my house, Violet. The next time you do that shit you won't be welcomed in my house no more." Cookie finished her unknown brand beer.
"Whatever. I needed help and I needed to make shit happen."
"Violet, all you keep doing is chasing up behind men who don't want your ass. Leave these men alone and for the love of God, stop trying to fall in love all the damn time." Her laughter was more disturbing than any sound I had ever heard.
"Just like you don't want me worrying about you, don't worry about me and my shit. I've got my shit on lock. I'm good." I headed back to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of chilled cheap grocery store pink Moscato.
"Let me tell you something Ms. Know-It-All, you keep chasing niggas with that love shit and you're gonna find yourself alone with no nigga. You feel where I'm coming from?" She said as I entered back into the room. "If you don't play it cool with men they tend to get turned off and turn away. It's one thing to be a side bitch but you can't be the side bitch to the side bitch. If he’s fucking other females, there's a reason why he hasn't made you number one. Because number one already exists and you are nothing more than the dessert after the main course or the snack before the meal."
"I'm not a side bitch, at least I don't think. That's why I've got your guy on the case so I can be sure," I replied.
"You done fucked that last man's life up and now you're about to do a another. They all always end up the exact same way, Violet. You're a cold bitch, I swear. It amazes me how you can go about your life without a care knowing what you did. You've always been that way, even when you were a little girl." Cookie shook her head at me. "Nothing lives inside of your heart but pure evil, Violet."
"Don't pretend to fucking know me and my business, okay? I only told you about Adrial just in case he came over here fucking with you. Maybe I should've let him gut your ass."
I daydreamed about Vega and I walking down the isle as I headed towards the back of the house to my old bedroom. Cookie remained silent after my remark since I shot her an eye letting her know that she was fucking with me on the wrong day. My nerves were busted and my feelings were a bit hurt trying to figure out why the fuck
Vega was playing me. I had had enough of men using me for a toilet and flushing the remains down the drain so they could feel better about themselves with other women. I deserved happiness too, got dammit. And, I was going to get it one way or the other.
“All I’m saying is, you need to worry about getting that paper instead of catching feelings. Cause niggas ain’t shit, ain’t never gonna be shit, and never was shit. So you taking yourself through the motions for what?” Cookie coughed through her cigarette puffing.
Friday
August 31st, 2012
Vega
“Baby, can you pick me up some pickle juice on the way home? I’ve just got a craving for pickle juice,” Angel whined through my cell.
“Yeah, yeah I got you.”
I hung up the phone all in my feelings. It had been a week since the sonogram visit and I hadn’t wrapped my head around the fact that I canceled the amniocentesis test. I should have held my ground and went through with it to find out but the risks kept playing over and over in my head. I had lost one baby in my career, there was no way I was going to purposely be responsible for the lost of this one in the event of complications.
Even with the faint possibility that the baby could be my brother’s, as a doctor I had a moral obligation to want to save that baby’s life and do everything in the best interest for him or her. Angel was beginning to get on my last nerve though and here she was ringing my phone off the hook again.
“Yeah, Angel,” I puffed feeling annoyed.
“Can you also bring in some Krispy Kremes? I’m just mental for those,” she giggled as I sighed silently to myself.
“Yeah—“
“Hey baby. I also wanted to let you know that I appreciate everything that you have done for me. You have been the greatest man so far and I just thought you needed to know that you are a blessing to me.” Her heartfelt words felt like darts, no daggers, to my heart.
“Thanks,” I replied coldly. “Is that all?”
“No. We haven’t fully discussed what I did and I want us to be able to do it so I can explain myself and we can work through this properly as man and wife. I want you to know that none of this was because I didn’t love you.” More daggers from the lips of the woman I once adored.
“Angel, can we not talk about this right now? I’ve got patients I need to see.”
“Okay, okay but I just wanted to tell you one more thing.”
“What’s that?” I leaned back in my chair exhaling a heavy sigh and rocking it a bit.
“I—“ she began.
My office door flew open in that instant forcing me to tune out anything Angel might have mustered up the courage to say. Violet stood in navy blue scrubs looking just like one of the hospital staff. She had her hair pulled back in a tight bun and she wore thin oval shaped glasses. If I hadn’t have already known every inch of her, I wouldn’t have known it was her myself.
“What the hell?” I gasped rising from my seat.
“What the fuck did I do for you to treat me this way, Vega? I’ve been nothing but good to you haven’t I? Why are you ignoring me? You won’t answer my calls or texts anymore. What happened to us baby?” Violet came storming in crying, begging, and pleading her case.
“Aye, how the fuck you get past security?” I asked the question but in the back of my mind I already knew the answer, standing to get her back out of the door but it was too late. “You’ve gotta go. Don’t come up here to my place of business with this shit girl. Do you know how this makes me look?”
“Do you know how you’re making me look, Vega? I look like a got damn fool is what I look like.” Her tears spilled onto my arms as I tried to gently push her out the door forgetting that Angel was still on my phone. “Aye, let me call you right back.”
“Who is that Vega? Is that her? Is that that girl you were fucking with?” Angel sounded like a ragging bull ready to charge. “She knows where you work?”
“Angel, man, let me call you right back,” I hollered. “I’ve got this.”
“You’d better have it.” Angel hung up before I could remind her of her own indiscretions as well.
Violet pushed and shoved her way into my office closing the door behind her. She pressed so hard trying to kiss me on my lips, amazing me with the level of strength she actually had. Finally, I shoved her down to the couch and straightened my clothes before anyone came in finding us in a compromising position. I was panting heavier than a dog on a hot summer’s day trying to figure out what the fuck was wrong with this damn girl.
“Violet, what the fuck are you doing here? I was going to call you when the time was right. You can’t just come barging in at my work like this.”
“No, Vega that’s bullshit. You weren’t going to call me or shit. I’ve been trying to get in contact with you and you’ve been straight ignoring me. You fuck me and take my virginity then you just bounce like I ain’t shit? What the fuck?” Violet was huffing and puffing hysterically like she was ready to jump up on me and shit.
It was then that I realized I had fucked up. Taking her virginity was the last thing I should have been doing and if I had waited until I got to know her better to sleep with her, I probably would have found that out by now. Out of all the shit we talked about she neglected to spill that one thing until the last minute. It was something that continued to fuck my head up but the deed was already done. To be honest, as much as she turned me on and sucked a mean dick, I wasn’t sure if I wouldn’t have gone through with it anyway even if I had known before I fucked her.
“Stop this shit alright? I didn’t mean to make you go crazy on me. I just needed some time to myself to sort my home life out,” I calmed my voice hoping she would do the same as I sat down beside her.
“Fuck that, Vega. You’re seeing somebody else. I know it. I know you’re fucking somebody else because that’s what involved men do.” She wiped her tears. “They fuck you then leave you for dead.”
“Why are you tripping out about this? We’re friends I thought, right?” I placed my hand on her back rubbing gently enough to soothe her bellowing. “Come on now. I care about you. I told you that. But if we’re gonna try and build on this thing, you’ve got to trust me and give me some time.”
“So why haven’t you fucking returned my calls then, huh? What did I do to you?” A single tear escaped her eye just then.
“Because I’ve been busy here at the hospital and it’s hard for me to be disturbed. I have patients coming in at any given minute and when I finally get a rest then I’m in here sleeping,” I assured her. “Okay, so calm down and stop panicking so damn much. You’re gonna worry yourself sick. Then I’ll have to prescribe you something. Valium maybe.”
After minutes of freaking out, she finally cracked a smile. I had never seen any woman that crazy and deranged over me. It turned me on a little. I couldn’t deny that I was feeling myself knowing that someone was truly into me as a person rather than in it for the free ride. I actually didn’t know why Angel called herself being nice to me again. Maybe it was Jay’s death and the fact that she basically didn’t have much of a pot to piss in, but whatever it was I wasn’t ready to feed off into her advances just yet.
Meanwhile, I had a woman right next to me who was willing to move hell or high water just to see me and I was playing her. I had no choice. In actuality, I didn’t want to let her go. That was the selfish part of me. She gave me a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long while and I wasn’t prepared to give that up just yet not even with her storming in here like a crazy person.
“Listen, go home and take nice hot bath and when I get off work tonight I’m going to call you.” I stood helping her to feet.
“You sure?”
“Yes, now I don’t know how late it will be because I’ve got a lot going on here. But just be looking for my call. Alright?” With my hand, I rubbed the tears from her soaked cheeks.
“Okay baby. I’m sorry about all of this. You just scared the shit out of me. You know?” She panted, standing to collect herself before heading towards the door.
“Yeah, yeah you scared the shit out of me too.” Giving her a playful swat on that plumped ass, I opened the door to escort her out. “Now go on and wait for my call.”
She smiled and tried to kiss me but I leaned back giving her the eye that this was neither the time nor the place for that. I shook my head no and she understood. Touching my chest one last time, she walked out of the office. I shut the door taking a huge deep breath then sighing of relief. That shit could have ended badly if my superior had walked in and heard all the ruckus. Deep down inside I knew I was wrong for not telling her that I was married. But I was in too deep now. I couldn’t turn back.
Mika
I stared at him. He was just as loving and caring as I imagined he could be. It was beautiful. David tickled Keylan playfully on his chin. They looked like the perfect pair. Separating them would be like pulling gum off of a shoe. My palms grew sweaty with the thoughts on my mind. I had been quiet the entire visit and yet when I looked at my phone texting Ox that everything was still okay, I realized I had only been there with David for thirty minutes.
“Lay with you? Oh Ox, I don’t know if this is a good idea.” I tried to push away from him but he refused to let me go. “This is all too much, too soon.”
“Aye, when are you going to let go and allow someone to show you how beautiful you really are? When will you allow a real king to take care of you the way a real queen should?” He pressed his body so close that I thought our bodies would mesh and become one. “Stop taking the easy route cause I’m not gonna let you outta this one.”
I closed my eyes took a deep breath and before I could respond to his question properly he had taken me by the hand and was leading me up the stairs. All types of emotions were running through my veins but the one I identified the most with was fear. It was the not knowing what would happen next that I wondered most about. How would I react once we got in a bed together? Would I be able to contain myself and refrain from accepting his advances? His swag was so irresistible. I just knew in my inebriated state that I wouldn’t be able to say no to him especially when my body wanted to say yes.
We made it to his loft size bedroom and headed over to his oversized larger than life bed. He escorted me over to it as I gazed down on the wide black comforter and black satin pillows. Ox extended his hand for me to lay on the bed first. Reluctantly I did as I was instructed not even attempting to remove one article of clothing. He smiled as he climbed in the bed after me. His body lay on top of mine allowing our breaths to mingle and mix.
I thought I would hyperventilate from pure shock of how I allowed myself into this position. But once his lips faintly touched mine, my body froze but my mind was in heaven. I awaited his fingers to remove my clothes and take my body the way only he could. In its place, Ox lied next to me pulling and holding me close to him, completely clothed from head to toe spooning me like he never wanted to let me go. And, I enjoyed every minute of it until my eyes closed drifting me off to another dreamland.
…I'm living, for the love
Each and every day, oh yes I do
I'm gonna say it one more time
Said, I'm living, for the love
Each and every day, ohhhh
Lord, Lord knows I am right, right now
Said that, I'm livin' for the love…
Violet
It had been weeks since I’ve heard from Vega. Here we go again. I couldn’t believe this shit. I had no idea where this man lived so I couldn’t go to his apartment and he had the security so tight at the hospital that I couldn’t get through with just my face anymore. I needed to get more creative in order to see this man. I hadn’t done anything but give myself to him in every way imaginable and now he was performing the disappearing act and I couldn’t understand why. It was bullshit. It seemed like every time I gave a man my all, he dogged me. This shit was not going to happen to me again.
My foot hit the pedal like a brick as I drove down the street weaving in and out of traffic. My adrenaline was rushing refusing to calm down for shit. I was heated. Vega had taken my virginity and played me just like all the other guys that had fucked me. Yeah okay, so what I played the virgin role even though I wasn’t really a virgin.
I had just kept my pussy on lock from certain niggas after the five niggas that had played me, lying to get the pussy, when I was a teenager. So when I got to college I vowed not to give another man my pussy until he proved that he had earned it. I thought Vega was that one. But I guess I was wrong. He was just another typical nigga.
The tires on my car screeched as I pulled up in front of Cookie’s house exiting and slamming the car door. Marching up to the door, I didn't even bother ringing the doorbell to announce my presence. I was too heated to think about being polite and respectable. Besides, that house had been mine too so if Cookie didn't like my dropping by unannounced then she would just have to get over it. My eyebrows curled over angrily as I used my spare key to barge right through the door.
"Agh. Violet, don't you knock anymore? I've told you about coming over here without calling first. This is my house now and you need to understand that," Cookie snapped as she frantically scurried to pull her dress down and affix her bra back over her large droopy tits.
"Ewe. What the fuck did I just walk in on?" I tried to shield my eyes but I couldn't deny that I had just seen the head of the guy she was fighting over in the yard a few weeks back, in between her legs having dinner. "God y'all really need to stop this shit. Y'all are too old to be fucking."
"Aye, what the fuck I do in my house is my business. I don't need you coming in here talking about what I should and shouldn't be doing." Cookie sat up on the couch reaching for her pack of Newports to blaze one up. "Why the fuck are you here barging in on me in my shit anyway?"
"Ugh. I need your help," I panted folding my arms.
"My help with what little girl? I ain't got no damn money if that's what you're here asking for." Cookie sucked on her cancer stick.
"Not from you." I rolled my eyes pointing to the man desperately pulling his clothes together on his body. "You."
"Me? How am I supposed to help you?" Confusion read on Bobby's face as he stuck his arm in the last hole of his shirt. "Hell in the two years I've been kicking it with your momma, you barely said two words to me. Why should I help you now?"
"Because I know where your wife works. And, judging by the placement of that wedding band on the correct finger, you're old ass is still married. Need her to take everything or what?" I sneered.
"How the fuck you know..." He paused turning to Cookie bewildered. "How the fuck she know about my wife's business, Cookie? You've been running off at the damn mouth again."
"Ah shit man, no I haven't. Don't underestimate this little bitch. Her game is wrapped tight," Cookie assured him as he turned back to me.
"So are you going to help me or not?" My lips curled over.
"What the hell you need, shit?"
Grinning from ear to ear, I took out my phone and snatched his to get his number and send him all the information I had to give him. It wasn't much but in his profession he should have known how to get the rest of it. I tossed his phone back to him when I was done and told him how discreet I need this shit to be.
"Know that if you fail me, it won't be good for you." I eyed him.
"Cookie, you gon' let your smart mouth daughter talk to me that way here?" Bobby griped turning to her.
Cookie waved her hand pulling a half drunk beer from the side of the couch off the floor, turning it up taking it to the back of her throat. Bobby's eyes widened in disbelief as his hand punched the couch pillow hard. He frowned something ugly at me before snatching his keys from the coffee table and storming out the house. I laughed so hard at his frustration that tears burst from eyes.
"The hell is so funny? I done told you about coming up in here trying to run shit in my house, Violet. The next time you do that shit you won't be welcomed in my house no more." Cookie finished her unknown brand beer.
"Whatever. I needed help and I needed to make shit happen."
"Violet, all you keep doing is chasing up behind men who don't want your ass. Leave these men alone and for the love of God, stop trying to fall in love all the damn time." Her laughter was more disturbing than any sound I had ever heard.
"Just like you don't want me worrying about you, don't worry about me and my shit. I've got my shit on lock. I'm good." I headed back to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of chilled cheap grocery store pink Moscato.
"Let me tell you something Ms. Know-It-All, you keep chasing niggas with that love shit and you're gonna find yourself alone with no nigga. You feel where I'm coming from?" She said as I entered back into the room. "If you don't play it cool with men they tend to get turned off and turn away. It's one thing to be a side bitch but you can't be the side bitch to the side bitch. If he’s fucking other females, there's a reason why he hasn't made you number one. Because number one already exists and you are nothing more than the dessert after the main course or the snack before the meal."
"I'm not a side bitch, at least I don't think. That's why I've got your guy on the case so I can be sure," I replied.
"You done fucked that last man's life up and now you're about to do a another. They all always end up the exact same way, Violet. You're a cold bitch, I swear. It amazes me how you can go about your life without a care knowing what you did. You've always been that way, even when you were a little girl." Cookie shook her head at me. "Nothing lives inside of your heart but pure evil, Violet."
"Don't pretend to fucking know me and my business, okay? I only told you about Adrial just in case he came over here fucking with you. Maybe I should've let him gut your ass."
I daydreamed about Vega and I walking down the isle as I headed towards the back of the house to my old bedroom. Cookie remained silent after my remark since I shot her an eye letting her know that she was fucking with me on the wrong day. My nerves were busted and my feelings were a bit hurt trying to figure out why the fuck
Vega was playing me. I had had enough of men using me for a toilet and flushing the remains down the drain so they could feel better about themselves with other women. I deserved happiness too, got dammit. And, I was going to get it one way or the other.
“All I’m saying is, you need to worry about getting that paper instead of catching feelings. Cause niggas ain’t shit, ain’t never gonna be shit, and never was shit. So you taking yourself through the motions for what?” Cookie coughed through her cigarette puffing.
Friday
August 31st, 2012
Vega
“Baby, can you pick me up some pickle juice on the way home? I’ve just got a craving for pickle juice,” Angel whined through my cell.
“Yeah, yeah I got you.”
I hung up the phone all in my feelings. It had been a week since the sonogram visit and I hadn’t wrapped my head around the fact that I canceled the amniocentesis test. I should have held my ground and went through with it to find out but the risks kept playing over and over in my head. I had lost one baby in my career, there was no way I was going to purposely be responsible for the lost of this one in the event of complications.
Even with the faint possibility that the baby could be my brother’s, as a doctor I had a moral obligation to want to save that baby’s life and do everything in the best interest for him or her. Angel was beginning to get on my last nerve though and here she was ringing my phone off the hook again.
“Yeah, Angel,” I puffed feeling annoyed.
“Can you also bring in some Krispy Kremes? I’m just mental for those,” she giggled as I sighed silently to myself.
“Yeah—“
“Hey baby. I also wanted to let you know that I appreciate everything that you have done for me. You have been the greatest man so far and I just thought you needed to know that you are a blessing to me.” Her heartfelt words felt like darts, no daggers, to my heart.
“Thanks,” I replied coldly. “Is that all?”
“No. We haven’t fully discussed what I did and I want us to be able to do it so I can explain myself and we can work through this properly as man and wife. I want you to know that none of this was because I didn’t love you.” More daggers from the lips of the woman I once adored.
“Angel, can we not talk about this right now? I’ve got patients I need to see.”
“Okay, okay but I just wanted to tell you one more thing.”
“What’s that?” I leaned back in my chair exhaling a heavy sigh and rocking it a bit.
“I—“ she began.
My office door flew open in that instant forcing me to tune out anything Angel might have mustered up the courage to say. Violet stood in navy blue scrubs looking just like one of the hospital staff. She had her hair pulled back in a tight bun and she wore thin oval shaped glasses. If I hadn’t have already known every inch of her, I wouldn’t have known it was her myself.
“What the hell?” I gasped rising from my seat.
“What the fuck did I do for you to treat me this way, Vega? I’ve been nothing but good to you haven’t I? Why are you ignoring me? You won’t answer my calls or texts anymore. What happened to us baby?” Violet came storming in crying, begging, and pleading her case.
“Aye, how the fuck you get past security?” I asked the question but in the back of my mind I already knew the answer, standing to get her back out of the door but it was too late. “You’ve gotta go. Don’t come up here to my place of business with this shit girl. Do you know how this makes me look?”
“Do you know how you’re making me look, Vega? I look like a got damn fool is what I look like.” Her tears spilled onto my arms as I tried to gently push her out the door forgetting that Angel was still on my phone. “Aye, let me call you right back.”
“Who is that Vega? Is that her? Is that that girl you were fucking with?” Angel sounded like a ragging bull ready to charge. “She knows where you work?”
“Angel, man, let me call you right back,” I hollered. “I’ve got this.”
“You’d better have it.” Angel hung up before I could remind her of her own indiscretions as well.
Violet pushed and shoved her way into my office closing the door behind her. She pressed so hard trying to kiss me on my lips, amazing me with the level of strength she actually had. Finally, I shoved her down to the couch and straightened my clothes before anyone came in finding us in a compromising position. I was panting heavier than a dog on a hot summer’s day trying to figure out what the fuck was wrong with this damn girl.
“Violet, what the fuck are you doing here? I was going to call you when the time was right. You can’t just come barging in at my work like this.”
“No, Vega that’s bullshit. You weren’t going to call me or shit. I’ve been trying to get in contact with you and you’ve been straight ignoring me. You fuck me and take my virginity then you just bounce like I ain’t shit? What the fuck?” Violet was huffing and puffing hysterically like she was ready to jump up on me and shit.
It was then that I realized I had fucked up. Taking her virginity was the last thing I should have been doing and if I had waited until I got to know her better to sleep with her, I probably would have found that out by now. Out of all the shit we talked about she neglected to spill that one thing until the last minute. It was something that continued to fuck my head up but the deed was already done. To be honest, as much as she turned me on and sucked a mean dick, I wasn’t sure if I wouldn’t have gone through with it anyway even if I had known before I fucked her.
“Stop this shit alright? I didn’t mean to make you go crazy on me. I just needed some time to myself to sort my home life out,” I calmed my voice hoping she would do the same as I sat down beside her.
“Fuck that, Vega. You’re seeing somebody else. I know it. I know you’re fucking somebody else because that’s what involved men do.” She wiped her tears. “They fuck you then leave you for dead.”
“Why are you tripping out about this? We’re friends I thought, right?” I placed my hand on her back rubbing gently enough to soothe her bellowing. “Come on now. I care about you. I told you that. But if we’re gonna try and build on this thing, you’ve got to trust me and give me some time.”
“So why haven’t you fucking returned my calls then, huh? What did I do to you?” A single tear escaped her eye just then.
“Because I’ve been busy here at the hospital and it’s hard for me to be disturbed. I have patients coming in at any given minute and when I finally get a rest then I’m in here sleeping,” I assured her. “Okay, so calm down and stop panicking so damn much. You’re gonna worry yourself sick. Then I’ll have to prescribe you something. Valium maybe.”
After minutes of freaking out, she finally cracked a smile. I had never seen any woman that crazy and deranged over me. It turned me on a little. I couldn’t deny that I was feeling myself knowing that someone was truly into me as a person rather than in it for the free ride. I actually didn’t know why Angel called herself being nice to me again. Maybe it was Jay’s death and the fact that she basically didn’t have much of a pot to piss in, but whatever it was I wasn’t ready to feed off into her advances just yet.
Meanwhile, I had a woman right next to me who was willing to move hell or high water just to see me and I was playing her. I had no choice. In actuality, I didn’t want to let her go. That was the selfish part of me. She gave me a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long while and I wasn’t prepared to give that up just yet not even with her storming in here like a crazy person.
“Listen, go home and take nice hot bath and when I get off work tonight I’m going to call you.” I stood helping her to feet.
“You sure?”
“Yes, now I don’t know how late it will be because I’ve got a lot going on here. But just be looking for my call. Alright?” With my hand, I rubbed the tears from her soaked cheeks.
“Okay baby. I’m sorry about all of this. You just scared the shit out of me. You know?” She panted, standing to collect herself before heading towards the door.
“Yeah, yeah you scared the shit out of me too.” Giving her a playful swat on that plumped ass, I opened the door to escort her out. “Now go on and wait for my call.”
She smiled and tried to kiss me but I leaned back giving her the eye that this was neither the time nor the place for that. I shook my head no and she understood. Touching my chest one last time, she walked out of the office. I shut the door taking a huge deep breath then sighing of relief. That shit could have ended badly if my superior had walked in and heard all the ruckus. Deep down inside I knew I was wrong for not telling her that I was married. But I was in too deep now. I couldn’t turn back.
Mika
I stared at him. He was just as loving and caring as I imagined he could be. It was beautiful. David tickled Keylan playfully on his chin. They looked like the perfect pair. Separating them would be like pulling gum off of a shoe. My palms grew sweaty with the thoughts on my mind. I had been quiet the entire visit and yet when I looked at my phone texting Ox that everything was still okay, I realized I had only been there with David for thirty minutes.
