know. “What, you a frequent piece of pussy for cuh?”
“Baby, please stop yelling at me. Everybody inside and outside the house can hear you.”
“And the whole gotdamn city of Compton knows that my wife was hiding in a nigga’s closet, the one I hate the most, with no clothes on, while he was fucking another bitch!” He paced the room. “I feel like knocking yo’ ass out like a nigga, cuh, just for disrespecting me. I swear to God!” He flinched at her. “How you now where he stayed at?”
“I asked around -”
“So now you in the city checking for cuh?” Cameron punched a hole in the wall, waking both of his sons.
“NO! NO! NO! Cameron, it wasn’t like that. I went there to talk, that was it! I would never -”
“You’d never what, Nique?” Cameron continued to cut Monique off, looking at her disgustedly. He was tired of hearing her continuous lies. “You’ll never lie, cheat, or hurt me, huh? ‘Cause you did all three and now you got a nigga looking like a fool in these streets. Fuck you, cuh, fuck you!” Cameron retorted angrily.
Monique threw the towel in. She couldn’t convince Cameron to believe the truth and it was heart-wrenching. She dropped to the bed, devastated to the maximum. As Cameron stared down at Monique, she looked up at him, exhausted, and said, “You’ve lied and cheated on me. I’m raising your illegitimate child, for Christ’s sake! And still after everything, I believed you, Cam, so why can’t you just trust and believe in me? Cherry lied on me.”
Before Cameron seriously hurt Monique, he stormed toward the bedroom, officially ready to send Li’l Boo to the morgue . “Don’t take ya ass no fucking where with my sons either, do you understand me?”
Monique sat on the bed rocking the babies in her arms in time with the nodding of her head and with tears rolling down her face. She tried pleading with him not to do anything that would jeopardize his freedom, but Cameron slammed the bedroom door without any further words.
I’m sending her ass back to her parent’s house and then I’m divorcing her ass, on Crip. Fuck being committed! These ho’s ain’t shit! Cameron left his mother’s house.
The second Cameron left, Cameron’s sister Tonya walked inside the bedroom without knocking on the door. Tonya had never cared too much for Monique to begin with because of her uppity, goody two shoes nature, but since she was interested in hearing Monique’s side of the story, she sat beside Monique on the bed and began questioning her. Cherry had the streets talking, and she hated that her brother was made to look like a fool by yet another woman with the same man: Li’l Boo.
“You okay, girl?” Tonya asked in a faked genuine tone.
Monique nodded her head yes, although it was clear that she was in bad shape. “I want to be alone,” Monique said to Tonya.
“You gon’ be alone alright if Li’l Boo’s dirty dick ass tells my brother y’all fucked,” Tonya replied.
Monique shot Tonya a look that could kill. “I didn’t screw him, Tonya.”
Tonya sucked her teeth. “Well why was you all in his closet with nothing on but your panties then, Monique?” Tonya rolled her eyes. “I heard everything, so there ain’t use in lying.”
Monique’s eyes grew wide in disbelief. “I wasn’t in his closet in my panties, Tonya. I was fully clothed, and the only reason I was in his closet in the first place was to avoid all of this. It’s all fucking lies.”
Tonya rolled her eyes to the back of her head, sucking her teeth. “So why were you at his house in the first place then? It just don’t make sense to me.” She paused, looking Monique up and down. “I thought maybe you fucked Li’l Boo to get back at my brother for cheating on you with that K.C. and having a baby -”
“Well I didn’t, Tonya,” Monique stated, putting emphasis on Tonya’s name. “Just get out. You can believe whatever you want; I don’t care anymore, alright!” Monique
“Baby, please stop yelling at me. Everybody inside and outside the house can hear you.”
“And the whole gotdamn city of Compton knows that my wife was hiding in a nigga’s closet, the one I hate the most, with no clothes on, while he was fucking another bitch!” He paced the room. “I feel like knocking yo’ ass out like a nigga, cuh, just for disrespecting me. I swear to God!” He flinched at her. “How you now where he stayed at?”
“I asked around -”
“So now you in the city checking for cuh?” Cameron punched a hole in the wall, waking both of his sons.
“NO! NO! NO! Cameron, it wasn’t like that. I went there to talk, that was it! I would never -”
“You’d never what, Nique?” Cameron continued to cut Monique off, looking at her disgustedly. He was tired of hearing her continuous lies. “You’ll never lie, cheat, or hurt me, huh? ‘Cause you did all three and now you got a nigga looking like a fool in these streets. Fuck you, cuh, fuck you!” Cameron retorted angrily.
Monique threw the towel in. She couldn’t convince Cameron to believe the truth and it was heart-wrenching. She dropped to the bed, devastated to the maximum. As Cameron stared down at Monique, she looked up at him, exhausted, and said, “You’ve lied and cheated on me. I’m raising your illegitimate child, for Christ’s sake! And still after everything, I believed you, Cam, so why can’t you just trust and believe in me? Cherry lied on me.”
Before Cameron seriously hurt Monique, he stormed toward the bedroom, officially ready to send Li’l Boo to the morgue . “Don’t take ya ass no fucking where with my sons either, do you understand me?”
Monique sat on the bed rocking the babies in her arms in time with the nodding of her head and with tears rolling down her face. She tried pleading with him not to do anything that would jeopardize his freedom, but Cameron slammed the bedroom door without any further words.
I’m sending her ass back to her parent’s house and then I’m divorcing her ass, on Crip. Fuck being committed! These ho’s ain’t shit! Cameron left his mother’s house.
The second Cameron left, Cameron’s sister Tonya walked inside the bedroom without knocking on the door. Tonya had never cared too much for Monique to begin with because of her uppity, goody two shoes nature, but since she was interested in hearing Monique’s side of the story, she sat beside Monique on the bed and began questioning her. Cherry had the streets talking, and she hated that her brother was made to look like a fool by yet another woman with the same man: Li’l Boo.
“You okay, girl?” Tonya asked in a faked genuine tone.
Monique nodded her head yes, although it was clear that she was in bad shape. “I want to be alone,” Monique said to Tonya.
“You gon’ be alone alright if Li’l Boo’s dirty dick ass tells my brother y’all fucked,” Tonya replied.
Monique shot Tonya a look that could kill. “I didn’t screw him, Tonya.”
Tonya sucked her teeth. “Well why was you all in his closet with nothing on but your panties then, Monique?” Tonya rolled her eyes. “I heard everything, so there ain’t use in lying.”
Monique’s eyes grew wide in disbelief. “I wasn’t in his closet in my panties, Tonya. I was fully clothed, and the only reason I was in his closet in the first place was to avoid all of this. It’s all fucking lies.”
Tonya rolled her eyes to the back of her head, sucking her teeth. “So why were you at his house in the first place then? It just don’t make sense to me.” She paused, looking Monique up and down. “I thought maybe you fucked Li’l Boo to get back at my brother for cheating on you with that K.C. and having a baby -”
“Well I didn’t, Tonya,” Monique stated, putting emphasis on Tonya’s name. “Just get out. You can believe whatever you want; I don’t care anymore, alright!” Monique
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