The Real Trap Wives Of Memphis

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you did today was unacceptable and you of all people know that.”
    “I know and for that I’m sorry. But you have to understand that I am a man. A man who sometimes lets pride interfere with my judgment and today my pride couldn’t let you know how bad that I had fucked up. I know that this fuck up could have destroyed us as a unit. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you or us okay?”
    “Okay, I hear what you’re saying and I’m going to let it go this time. But there better not be a next time or else. Oh yeah, this is a warning. Next time I won’t be so nice. If I would have done this shit to you, you would have been bitching and complaining.”
    “Okay, Boss.”
    “It’s Mrs. Boss to you. You got that homie?”
    “Aye, aye, captain. I got you. I won’t hide anything else from you. Just promise me that you will just trust everything that I tell you. Trust that I will make the right decision when the time comes. I may not get to tell you right off the jump, but I will always keep you in the loop.”
    I stood up adjusting my sneakers. “Well speaking of keeping people in the loop, a code red has been issued so we need to get a move on,” I demanded.
    Jacori jumped from off of the bed, damn near flipping me over. “What! You didn’t think that should have been the first thing that you said to me when you came back home? You played me.”             
    “Look you need to chill out. Nobody played you. Nigga I pulled a you on you, that’s the only crime I’m guilty of. Davion blew up your phone but you didn’t answer.
    Jacori quickly hopped up and I went ahead and called Alisha again to check on her. After calling her two more times I hung up and dialed Makayla; she answered on the first ring. I let her know that Jacori and I would be heading her way.
    Jacori was still acting like an idiot. He should have been happy that I actually came back around him after the shit that he pulled. He was lucky that I even let him feel this silk-lined pussy again, too. It was his damn fault that he didn’t know about the code red; he was the one in his feelings ignoring important phone calls. Sometimes he got on my last fucking nerves. If it wasn’t a code red I would have kept it pushing without him. He was acting like I hid a life changing situation like he did. He brushed pass me one too many times with an attitude, so I had to address it.
    “Look, Jacori, you don’t have to act like somebody shit and pissed in your damn cereal this morning, ok?”
    “Look Legacy, right now is not the time to be fucking with me. We enjoyed a great moment earlier, but now I’m not in the mood. You should be worried about Kortez; not my attitude.”
    “I’m not fucking with you, Nigga. I’ll meet you at the trap because I promise that I’m not about to deal with anymore of your shit. I knew that I should have just left your ass like I planned. You better watch how you treat me or else.”
                  “What the fuck did you just say to me?” he asked, closing in on me. Jacori was now standing directly in front of me. If looks could kill, I may have died in that moment. I knew that I hit a nerve.
    “Or else! Shit I’m tired of this shit. You're the one who needs to be kissing my ass right now.  I’m not doing this with you. I refuse to be exhausted over any reason other than sex. Be the man I married and cut out the bitch-assness!”
    Before Jacori got the chance to piss me off again, I grabbed my keys and purse and headed out the door. It was time for us to go and it was best that we rode in separate cars. Quickly backing away from him, I turned around and left. I got into my car and sped off as fast as I could.

JACORI
     
    Shit went from sugar to sour within the last 24 hours. First I damn near got caught up with some heavy shit on me, and then my wife accidentally over hears my entire conversation. She played my ass like a fiddle. Legacy probably was sitting on her high horse

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