“Ava!” Justin called out at the same time as Shane. “Ava, baby, please!”
“I don’t have shit to say to either one of y’all. Fuck both you punk ass niggas!” I spat as Dawn and I left, slamming Shane’s door behind us.
As we walked back to Dawn’s car, a few of Shane’s neighbors were standing out on their front porches being nosey, but I didn’t care. My feelings were hurt. Justin had fucked up for the last time. As for Shane, I couldn’t even think clearly to know what to do about his ass. All I knew for sure was that our friendship was over as well.
JUSTIN
When I left home last night, I was more than three hundred and eighty degrees hot with Ava’s ass. To say that I was frustrated and I needed to release some stress would be an understatement. I ended up spending the night at Shane’s and just as I needed, he delivered all the pleasure and then some that Ava was too much of a prude to give. We fucked, and he sucked my dick from the back so good making sure to lick every inch of my ass at the same time, that I was in complete bliss.
The both of us were so caught up in pleasing one another that time got away, and before I knew it, we had fucked damn near all night long. By the time we were done, we both passed out from exhaustion. We didn’t wake up until we heard someone knocking on Shane’s front door while ringing his bell.
“I wonder who in the fuck knockin’ on my door like they done lost their damn mind,” Shane spat, getting out of bed then going to see who it was.
As I laid in bed, never in a million and one years did I ever expect for it to be my wife and her sister. I had absolutely no clue how she figured out that I was at Shane’s house, but she had, and she was pissed. When I heard both Ava and Dawn’s voices,I leaped out of Shane’s bed and rushed to put on my clothes as I headed to the front of the house.
One thing led to another, and before I knew it, Dawn was beating Shane’s ass and Ava was swinging on me with some kind of rope. She ended up getting in a few good licks too. I had welts across my arms, face, and somehow, she had busted my lip. I tried to calm her down so that I could talk to her, but with Dawn there as her hype man, I was screwed. When Shane threatened to call the police, Dawn finally got off him and then she and Ava left. I wanted to run out of the house after her, but when I got to the door, some of Shane’s neighbors were out front, and I was already embarrassed enough.
“What the fuck just happened? I told you that you needed to be more careful! Now look what you done did!” Shane bellowed, tending to the cuts on his arm at the kitchen sink. “My best friend probably hates my guts, and it’s all your fault!”
“My fault! Motherfucka, it’s both of our faults! You just as wrong as I am. You over here worried about losing a friend and shit when I’m the one losing my wife.”
“As if you really give a fuck about that. You said yourself that Ava doesn’t completely satisfy you. Stop lying to yourself and everyone else around you. If you really loved her and didn’t want to lose her, you wouldn’t be over here in my bed fucking on me! You’re just mad that the cat has been let out the bag about you being bi-sexual.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. I have way more at risk than you!” I argued.
“How you figure that shit? I just possibly lost the only best friend that I ever had?—”
“If you were so concerned about losing your best friend why in the fuck were you fucking and sucking on me?” I countered. “I’m out! I gotta go try to calm Ava down.”
“You sure that’s a good idea?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” I asked.
“She had her guard dog in tow. You must want that ass beat again. If you think Dawn ain’t gon’ be waitin’ on your ass when you get home, you dumber than I thought. Your best bet is to wait it out for a while.”
“Unlike you, I ain’t scared of Dawn’s ass.”
“I ain’t scared of her either! I had no clue she was going to Mayweather my ass like that. Had I known and been prepared, she would’ve gotten her ass kicked.”
“Yeah, right! From where I was standing, you were howling and crying like a little bitch.”
“Nigga, fuck you!” Shane fussed.
“I’m just saying. How the fuck did she even know that I was over here?”
“How the hell do I know?”
“I’m just saying. How was she able to figure that out unless you been in the streets talkin’?”
“In the streets talking to who though, dummy? Ava is my best friend! Why on earth would I tell anyone that I’m fucking her husband, stupid!”
“Nigga, watch your mouth with all that name calling.”
“Nigga, fuck you! You can get your shit and get tah steppin’! Yo ass was howling and crying out also! I told yo ass to be more careful! But nah, you thought this shit was a joke. Take yo ass on home so you can get another beat down. I’m over this shit. I mean really! Look at my face!” Shane all but cried as he looked at his face in the full-length, body mirror in the hallway leading from the kitchen to his bedroom. “Look at all these fuckin’ welts on my body! Ugh! This is all your fuckin’ fault!”
Going into his bedroom, I grabbed my things and got ready to leave. I wasn’t about to go back and forth with Shane about who was right and wrong or who had more to lose. I had bigger issues to be concerned with, and that was trying to convince Avathat it wasn’t what she thought. The last thing that I needed was for her and her sister to go parading around town telling people they caught me and Shane together.
“I’ll holla!” I spat as I walked out of Shane’s front door before he could answer then headed to my car.
