Me: Twice. That’s how many times you’ve left me, and how many times I’ve woken up to an empty bed. It’s clear that youractions don’t match a damn thing that comes out yo’ mouth. I love you, but I won’t be here when you get back. As you once said, distance could do us both some good.
I threw the phone on the bed and grabbed my suitcase. Mrs. Gills kept long hours, but I was the queen of sneaking.
Opening the bedroom door, I listened for movement. The house was quiet with ticking sounds echoing throughout the house.
I crept downstairs, where every light was off, leaving me to feel my way around. When I opened that garage door, the alarm was goin’ off without a doubt. I took in a deep breath, tightened my grip on my suitcase, and made a run for it.
The alarm blasted through the house along with snitching on what door was opened. The keys to each automobile were hanging along the wall behind it.
I had no time to be picky. I grabbed the closest one and hopped in, throwing my bags to the passenger’s side. I couldn’t get the car started good before I saw lights being turned on inside the house.
Hittin’ the button for the garage door to be let up, my heart was beating out of my chest. That was my only chance, and I needed it to work. Mrs. Gills was running toward me when I threw the car in drive and sped off.
I couldn’t allow her sweet words to distract what needed to be done on my end. I wasn’t her grandson’s priority or her responsibility. I couldn’t stay there, period.
I didn’t ease up off the gas until I was at least a few miles away. My heart was still beating at a rapid pace, and my thoughts followed suit. I needed a second, so I pulled over.
My wife made her text seem simple, but that meetup would be anything but. I knew Alexis, and when she was mad, there was no tellin’ what side of her I got. I experienced the verbal abuse, but I’d seen others endure the physical.
“Get it together, Journei. It’s almost over,” I spoke out loud.
I shook off the jitters I developed and got back on the road. It was then or never. I was tired. Tired of being played with by people I devoted my love to. Those papers would end things between us officially.
Gettin’ back to Sunset Cove took no longer than thirty minutes. It was weird to be back in the place that was once my sanctum. Memories immediately flooded my head. The pain was fresh again.
I pulled into the driveway to see Alexis hadn’t made it there yet. I parked and made my way to the door. Keys weren’t necessary for the door if my fingerprint matched.
My thumb was placed against the scanner, and I was granted access. A smile appeared, and I had to catch myself. That house was no longer my home, regardless of her not changing the codes.
I was greeted by a path of rose petals and candles that trailed from the front door to the kitchen. I didn’t bother to close the door, because that wasn’t the type of time I had to give.
Slow jams were being played, and a sweet smell was flowing throughout the house.One conversation my ass.
Following the roses, I didn’t know what to expect at the end of that damn trail. Alexis was one who could romance me right out of my drawers. Her tongue was that damn good. My pussy jumped from a quick memory.
I stopped at the kitchen doorway to take a deep breath. What she asked, I would’ve given. She truly had me and managed to unravel me from that finger I was so comfortably wrapped around.
Turning the corner, I instantly became enraged. It wasn’t the bitch I wanted to see at the moment, but she was a bitch I planned on running across eventually. I flicked the light on and eyed her.
Galleria was laying across the table I bought in a black lingerie set. The set was cute and looked damn good on her too; however, that threat was about to have her gutted.
“I’ve been waiting on you,mamí.”
“Nah. You were waitin’ on my wife, not me. Wrong bitch,” I said, startling her.
She sat up, letting my face register before her scowl matched mine. A smirk settled on my face, and the smoke she had for me was coming through her ears. Hopping down off the table, she fixed her mouth to reply, but I cut her off.
“Look at you ready to buss it open for my wife when she on her way home to me. How second place feel? I never had the pleasure of coming in such.”
“You’re beneath me, bitch.”
My steps toward Galleria were slow but calculated. “That’s all you got for me? Well, let me show you what a bitch from the bottom can do.”
I was close enough to throw a punch and it connect. She threatened my son, which was the wrong thing to do. I never thought I would be a mother, but now that I was, she was goin’ to have to mind her tongue talkin’ bout mine.
Feelin’ her face under my fist gave me the motivation I needed. I doubled up and delivered two body shots that made her bend over in pain.
Grippin’ her hair, I dragged her to the middle of the floor, tagging whatever part of her face I could. I was on her ass granting her an ass whooping from hell. The tables turned when the bitch hit me in the stomach.
