I burst out laughing. "Girl, I don't know. I'm thinking the same thing. More importantly, does his wife know?"
Jacey shook her head. "She probably doesn't. I don't know why I can see your parents still going at it. They're too close. Is your mother dating anyone?"
I shook my head. "Nope. She's been single for a while now."
Jacey snapped her fingers together. "So, she and your dad might still have something going on then. Hell, he cheated on her with other women. Who's to say he's not cheating on his wife now with his ex-wife?"
I had no words. What if what Jacey said was true? My father was a cheater. He didn't care about hurting women.
"Girl, I don't know." I snickered.
"Has your mama gone to see him at the hospital?"
I shrugged since I didn't know. Neither of them said anything to me about it.
"If they're still fucking on each other, I'd be laughing until I can't no more. That would really be something." Jacey cackled.
I gulped the rest of the wine. "Girl, tell me about it."
That was something I didn't want to think about. My mother had been happy for a while, but she never let me know the reason as to why. Could my father be the reason she still smiled as if she had a man in her life?
"Do you think I should ask either of them?"
Jacey shook her head with a smirk. "Girl, no. Let this play out."
I giggled. "Sure thing." I was glad I had her to talk to about the problems I faced. "How are you?"
Jacey gave me a small smile. "I'm good. Still trying to stack my money, so I can get the hell out of here."
"You know, if you ever want to leave without having as much as you need. I'm here for you," I reminded my friend.
She reached her hand out for me to take it, and I did. "Thanks, sis. That's why I truly appreciate you."
I squeezed her hand in mine. Hopefully, Jacey pulled herself out of this situation and fast.
I hada lot on my mind since my father was in the hospital. Also, Jacey had a lot going on with her. My heart went out to my friend. I wished there was something I could do. She didn’t want to accept the help, and I hated that. The only thing I could do was pray that everything worked out for her in the end. She shouldn’t stay and accept what that man did to her. Then, my mind was on my father and mother, wondering if they were seeing each other behind Brenda’s back. That would be some shit, but I could see it happening. I didn’t know how to feel about that.
I was at work, trying not to get myself wasted, but I had too many emotions swirling around inside of me. It had me anxious in a way I had never been before. Tonight was a slow night, and I hated it. None of my favorite customers were in the bar. I barely talked to any of the bartenders. I couldn’t wait until it was closing time.
The energy in the bar shifted as a feeling hit me hard in the stomach. I turned my head to the entrance of the bar and saw my mystery man strolling in with his everyday scowl. No manhad ever affected me the way he had, and I wondered why. I had never been the type to chase behind a man to get them to talk to me, but I wanted this mystery man.
I felt crazy for watching him, but I couldn’t help it. He got his usually drink and vibed by himself with his cell phone in his hand.
Since a bartender worked the bar, I went to talk to him. Since we met, it hadn’t been pleasant. There was no telling how this one conversation would go, but I’d give it my all.
“Hey! How are you?” I asked, putting my arms behind my back and staring down at him.
For a minute I thought he’d ignore me. My heart throbbed in my chest when he pierced his eyes on me. I gulped but stayed put.
He scoffed. “You again.”
The only thing I could do was smile at him. “Yes, it’s me. I promise I won’t take up too much of your time.”
He grunted. I could see that he wasn’t feeling me, but I wouldn’t give up. I wanted him since I first laid eyes on him. He was just a hard ass person to get to know. I knew when to back off, but right now wasn’t that time.
“People come to the bar and socialize and have a good time. You’re all alone. Are you waiting for someone? A girlfriend maybe?”
He only stared at me. I tried hard not to let it frustrate me, but it was.
