“Cane!” I screamed into the phone. “You aren’t listening to me! I’m not going back there.”
“So where do you think you’re going with your pregnant ass?”
“I’m going to get my own place and find my own man!”
“You got 16 minutes now.”
“I’m not going back there. I don’t know why you’re counting down! You need to leave me the fuck alone. I’m tired of you and your wife. Maybe if you fucked her more often, you’d be tired of me too!
You’re Fucking me every chance you get, that’s why you don’t have anything left for her.” In the middle of my rant, a car pulled up. Not beside me, not on the street, but directly in front of me.
“What’s up, Snow?” Cane asked as he jumped out of the car. “What’s your problem. You got me walking out of courtrooms and shit.”
“I’ve been telling you about my problem for the last twenty minutes!” I yelled.
“Tell me again.” He said as he stepped closer to me. I almost believed he wanted to hear what I had to say, but then he hit the pressure point in my neck, and I passed out.
I woke up in the trunk of his car. “Cane!” I screamed. I knew he couldn’t hear me the moment the base rattled against my back. The music was too loud. This nigga had the nerve to be playing 911 by Wyclef. At the top of his lungs, he sang “Someone please call 911.”
This nigga was fucking crazy, but then again, I was too because I was exactly where I wanted to be, with him. I even started singing along.
“Y’all don’t know anything about this,” I said as I rubbed my belly.
Chapter 28
Snow
The way Cane carried me bridal style, you wouldn’t have thought he just had me locked in a fucking trunk. The way I was letting him, you wouldn’t have known I just ran away either. He carried me to my bedroom, walking right past Diamond, Sage, and his mother.
“What’s up with you?” He asked as he sat me on the bed.
“You mean aside from the fact that you got me living here with your wife?”
“Yes, Snow beside that.”
“Cane! I don’t want to live here!”
“And I don’t want you to kill my kids! But where the fuck were you today, Snow?”
I sucked my teeth. “What about what your wife wants?”
“Fuck her! This is about me and you.”
“And her!” I yelled. “Me, you, and her. She’s your wife and their stepmother!”
“What if it was just us?”
“It’s not.”
“It can’t be.”
“It can Snow. I’ll leave her for you.”
“Is it because she can’t have kids? Or because this pussy is still new to you?”
“Na, it’s more than that. You give me peace when she adds to the storm.”
“Don’t compare us!”
