Truthfully speaking, I hadn’t been feeling too well lately, but I’d been carrying on like I had. Everything I smelled that was greasy gave me a queasy feeling. I was tired all the fuckin’ time, and all I wanted was a good pickle, some Hot Cheetos, and a tub of ice cream.
“Nothin’ is wrong, Belle Air. I just don’t like the way it smells.” I shrugged and walked off to find Hunz.
He could only be in one of two places—the theater room or man cave. I checked his man cave first. When I opened the door,I overheard a piece of a conversation I shouldn’t have. Alexis was trying her best to whisper, but she came in loud and clear for me.
“Hunz, if that bitch come across that border and tell Journei what the fuck I be on when I’m over there, make sure my headstone saysDedicated Wife and Friend. Galleria playing with fire. I know my wife. She not gon’ walk away the way she did with Trina.”
“You bold as hell tellin’ me you doggin’ the fuck out my bestie. Understand this, I’m gon’ tell her, but I’m gon’ give you a chance to do it yourself. Two days. After that, I’m tellin’ her and riding shotgun for her to divorce yo’ ass.”
I’d heard enough. I just fucked on Christian a month ago, so for now, I wasn’t gon’ make a fuss. One thing was for certain though; my secret gon’ break her heart. Alexis never earned my trust back, so that earful didn’t surprise me. I acted as if I didn’t hear a damn thing and came down smiling.
“Bestieeee!” I sang as I ran to jump on him.
“Wassup, best? You gettin’ heavy, damn. The fuck you been eating?”
“Boy, shut up. Why y’all down here? I thought we was playin’ games and shit?” I questioned.
“We are. Let’s go. I invited Gills, but he ain’t never hit me back. I’m gon’ see if he fuckin’ with us or not. But c’mon so I can spank that ass in spades right quick.”
Hearing Hunz mention Christian had me uneasy. However, I didn’t let it show. The second Hunz said his name, Alexis’s head shot my way. That lil’ girl better leave me alone before I hurt her lil’ feelings.
I nodded and followed him. The night went well, with Christian declining the invitation like I knew he would. Hunz mentioned me, and Christian wasn’t fuckin’ with me no more. They smashed on wings and tacos while I ate bowls of fruit saladwith whipped cream and cinnamon. It was where my taste buds were at with it.
That taco I tried to eat beforehand came right up. Alexis was by my side the whole time, tryna comfort me. I really didn’t want to be near her or have her touchin’ me, but I allowed it. She asked normal questions, but if the bitch saw me puking my guts out, all she had to do was stand there and shut up.
We ended up staying over bestie’s crib, enjoyin’ the festivities, ’til damn near two in the morning. I couldn’t tell how many glasses of wine I drank. My baby didn’t want to get in trouble for having a glass, so I had one plus some with her.
By the time my hoe ass wife and I got home, I was ready to fuck. The whole ride home, she had her hand in my sweats, playin’ in my pussy, which made me cum twice. Normally, I’d be on her ass with my face between her legs, givin’ a show to the nearest neighbor. But since she had other bitches doin’ my job, she could lay the fuck down and let me ride that pretty little face of hers.
That next morning, I had breakfast cooked and waiting for me by the side of my bed. She was feeling guilty ’cause she didn’t do that type of shit. I got out the bed still naked as hell and headed to the bathroom to do my regular routine.
Ten minutes later, I was ready to chow the fuck down. I ate everything on that plate except for the bacon, which was my favorite. I didn’t want it that morning though.
I took my dishes downstairs and saw my wife counting money. She knew not to bring that shit there. If she ever got caught up or somebody was after her, they’d come there to take what the fuck she had.
“You keep tryin’ me like I wo—” My rant was cut short when what I just ate decided to come back up.
I couldn’t make it to the bathroom in time, so I vomited right in the kitchen sink. The smell of it was triggering me more. Alexis stopped counting and rushed to me. She turned the water on and pulled my hair back.
“It had to be them eggs. I read the expiration date on everything except that. My bad, baby.”
I nodded and washed my mouth out. I was aggravated that fast and wanted to get away from her. Without saying anything, I went back upstairs to my bed. My body went from feeling fine to weak and drained. It was almost eleven in the morning, so I figured a quick nap might help. I lay down and took my ass back to sleep.
When I woke up, I felt a little better than I did prior to my nap. Gettin’ out the bed, I made my way to the bathroom. It was after one in the afternoon, according to the clock sitting on the sink. I got myself together after emptying my weak ass bladder.
I walked into our closet and found somethin’ to wear for the day. Maybe some fresh air and sunshine would rejuvenate me. And some soup from Panera could add to it. Alexis walked in as I was puttin’ my sandals on. It was hot as fuck outside, and the bare minimum was what I wore.
“You look good, boo. Where you goin’?” she asked after complimenting me.
“To Panera for a broccoli cheddar soup. Maybe some fresh air will help how I’m feeling.”
“Wait on me. I’ll go with you.”
I nodded and continued with what I was doin’. We did a lot of shit together, so her tagging along didn’t bother me. Our marriage had become dysfunctional as hell, but neither of us were willing to let it go.
We made it to Panera Bread as the lunch rush was calming down. It wasn’t too crowded, but there were more people than the usual. My soup smelled so damn good. I needed my stomach to act right for that. On the first bite, I was in heaven.
I finished the whole bowl, thinking I was good when nausea gut punched me. I ran to their bathroom with Alexis on my heels. I barely made it to the toilet before my mouth was full of vomit. I had to have a virus or somethin’ ’cause everything I ate was comin’ up.
