“Don’t I know it.” My phone buzzed.
My baby: Jah, please don’t do this. I promise I will be there at 10. Just leave please
Me: I’m going to punish your ass for making me drive over here
“The den is my favorite place.” He was talking, but I wasn’t paying his any attention.
I was too busy looking at Tatiyonna in that little ass dress that I was going to peel off her ass. A baby crying drew my attention to the sofa. My head swiftly turned back to Tatiyonna. She was in this bitch playing step-mama.
“I just got the signal. I got to get out of here.”
“Look, man, let’s link up for lunch or dinner. I owe you a big apology for how I acted at the ribbon cutting. My wife got on my head about it.”
“It’s cool. I learned early in life how to handle men like you. Y’all have a good night.”
I headed back home and waited. I didn’t give fuck how she had to get away the next time I showed up, I wasn’t going to be nice. A quarter to ten, Tatiyonna was ringing the doorbell. Arguing usually wasn’t my thing, but I had hell in me.
“You really think I’m something to fuck with, don’t you?” I backed her up against the door.
“Jah, back up off me.” She tried to push me, but I didn’t move.
“You fucked me the other night, Tatiyonna. I didn’t ask for that shit. I was cleansed of you and what we had. I was eager to see you, and when I did, that was enough. Why the fuck you keep doing this shit to me? I’m battling with a nigga for what?”
“Jah…”
“Listen to me, Tatiyonna. After tonight, I’m done with you if you walk out the door and go back to that nigga. I had a heart attack when you left me the last time. I was sick as fuck withheart monitors and shit on. I’ve never in my life loved like this before. After this shit, leave me the fuck alone for good, man.”
“I didn’t make you have sex with me, Jah. You did that all on your own. I can’t help you can’t control yourself around me.”
I grabbed her neck, “Did I tell you to follow me to my car? No, the fuck I didn’t. But since you were there and you were looking good, you muthafuckin’ right I wanted to please you.”
I was done losing myself dealing with her. I’m done going back and forth when she was constantly showing me where she wanted to be.
“Thank you for not blowing my cover.”
“Fuck your cover, Tatiyonna. I did that shit for me.” I let her go and walked away.
She slipped off her shoes and I heard her feet padding the floor behind me.
“I just want to be the one to tell him.”
“Tell him what? That you’ve been fucking me for almost a year. You were pregnant with my baby, but aborted it. The flowers that get sent to the house are from me.”
“I want to tell him that I want a divorce and want to be with you.”
My heart wasn’t moved. Tatiyonna played games and I wasn’t in the mood. All I wanted to do was fuck her and send her back to that nigga so I could start my healing journey all over again.
“Man, get the fuck on with the lying. You had the opportunity to do that shit when I was just over there. I get it, our agreement was fucking only so come on,” I dropped my pants. “This all you want, right ‘cause that nigga can’t do it right.”
Tatiyonna stood there with tears in her eyes.
“Jah, this is not all I want.”
“What the fuck do you want then, Tatiyonna!” I yelled, making her jump.
She wiped her tears and walked away towards the door. A few moments later, I heard the door open and close. I grabbed my pants from my ankles, pulled them up, and ran out the door.
“Wait, baby!”
