I slowly opened the door and peeked out. They were on the patio. She yelled as she hit him on his chest and face. His voice was raised, and he kept trying to hold on to her wrists unsuccessfully. “Stop, Tati. Fighting isn’t going to fix us.”
“We were good until she came back into the picture.” She yelled. “And now I have to help raise her bitch of a daughter.”
He grabbed her wrists, then. “Shut the fuck up, Tati. That’s my child. My blood. You can hate me, curse me, hit me, but you won’t ever disrespect my daughter.”
Hearing her call my baby a bitch brought the fierce Mama Bear in me, and I rushed to the patio. He glanced back and shouted, “I told you to stay in the room.”
Tatianna’s brown face reddened, and she snarled like a rabid beast clawing his hands to get to me. Grey held her tight. “Not going to let you hurt her when I asked her to come.”
“You pissed because I’m talking about your bastard child. Huh?”
I yelled, “She’s innocent in all of this. Don’t say a damn thing about my baby.”
“Why can’t you just leave him the fuck alone?” She screamed. “I watched him struggle for years to get over you, and you come back here to fuck with his mind when we know you're not leaving Carter.”
With balled fists ready to attack if needed, I defended, “I’m not fucking with his mind, and I’m sorry you’re hurt in all this. Take it from me. You don’t want a marriage with a man whose whole heart doesn’t belong to you. You’ll just hurt worse trying to figure out how you ended up alone anyway.”
She viciously snapped, “Grey doesn’t even fucking want you. He told me he hates you for keeping his baby a secret all these years. Told me he can’t stand the ground you walk on and doesn’t want to have anything to do with you ever. So, if you’re here, he just wants to fuck you and fuck over you. He’ll never love you again.”
Grey and I locked eyes, and Tatianna snatched away from him to punch me in the nose on her way out the door. Blood gushed, and blinding pain knocked me on my ass, and I landed on my tailbone hard. I howled, and when Grey tried to help me up, I pushed his hands away. “Leave me alone. You’re just like everyone else. Lying to my face while doing and saying whatever the fuck you want behind my back.”
Grey stood up angrily. “I’m fucking tired of this shit. You kept my baby from me for seven years, and I’m still trying to be here for you. We don’t ever have to talk except if it’s about Elle. Pick yourself up and get the fuck out of my house.”
I covered my head and wailed. Unable to move or get up. This fucking hurts.
