She takes a few steps toward me before bending to pick up the paper off the floor. With it now in my face, she points to Brittany’s back and says, “That bitch is naked under that cover.”
She’s right, and if I want to get out of this, I have to think quickly.
“She very well may be, but I didn’t do it.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “As you can see, I’m sleeping.”
“That you are.” Shanair agrees. “But it appears as though you’re naked as well.”
“Look, baby, I’m about to tell you the truth. She was calling and threating me saying that if I didn’t come over to see her, she was going to reinstate the domestic violence charges and get me sent back to jail.” I told her giving her the half-truth. “So I went over to her house to check on her and the baby. When I got there, she offered me something to eat. I accepted the plate. I don’t know what was in it, but the next thing I know I woke up without my shirt on in her bed.” I explained, lying like a muthafucka. I knew I was reaching, but I would do damn near anything to get her to believe me.
Shanair burst out laughing. It wasn’t one of those funny laughs either. It was more of a pity laugh. A laugh that meant, ‘This nigga must be outta his damn mind.’
“So you’re saying that you think this bitch drugged you?” She inquired with a smirk on her face. “Is that what you’re trying to tell me right now?
“Like I said, I honestly don’t know what she did. All I know is that I passed out soon after eating her food.”
“Uh huh, read that message,” Shanair orders, as she pushes the paper further toward my face.
I look away and stare at her for a second.
“I don’t care what it—”
“Read it, Terry!” She screams.
“Come on baby really, you think I would let her send some shit like that to you?” I ask once I’ve read the text.
“You were passed out, remember?” Shanair reminds me. Her face is now void of emotion. The tears that were in her eyes are now gone.
“You gotta believe me, baby. I did not fuck that girl.”
“That’s what you always say, Terry.”
Feeling as if I’m losing my case, I say, “You gotta beli—”
“I want you out of here,” Shanair cuts me off.
“What?” I ask confused. I know she didn’t say what I think she said.
“You heard me correctly.” I watch her as she walks back over to the door and opens it. “I want you out of here.”
“Come on Nair—”
“Save it!” She barks, cutting me off once again.
“What the fuck!” I yell out in frustration.
This causes Shanair to jump and fear flashes across her face as she backs slowly against the wall. It’s a look that I know all too well. She thinks that I’m going to put my hands on her which I’m not. I promised her when I came home that I would try a lot harder to work on my anger, and I’ve been doing that.
“I’m sorry baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I tell her sincerely, hating that she could be so afraid of me.
“Just leave Terry.”
“What do I have to do to make this right?” I ask hoping that she’ll just give me a chance.
“Nothing…you can’t do anything.” Shanair looks me dead in the eyes. I can tell she’s fed up. “I can’t do this shit no more.”
“Baby—”
“I can’t play these games with you Terry. I’ve tried and tried to stick by you, but you just keep fucking up.” She lifts her hand and brings it down across her face, and I know that it’s her way of trying to remain calm. “Nothing I do is good enough to please you. You always have to stray, and I know now that that will never change. I’m a good woman, and I deserve a good man.”
“I know you do baby. I know I fuck up sometimes, but I love you and I want this to work.” I tell her honestly. I need for her to understand my love for her. “I can be the man your talking about, just give me another chance.”
“I’m done with the chances. How much do you think a bitch can take?”
“Just one
She’s right, and if I want to get out of this, I have to think quickly.
“She very well may be, but I didn’t do it.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “As you can see, I’m sleeping.”
“That you are.” Shanair agrees. “But it appears as though you’re naked as well.”
“Look, baby, I’m about to tell you the truth. She was calling and threating me saying that if I didn’t come over to see her, she was going to reinstate the domestic violence charges and get me sent back to jail.” I told her giving her the half-truth. “So I went over to her house to check on her and the baby. When I got there, she offered me something to eat. I accepted the plate. I don’t know what was in it, but the next thing I know I woke up without my shirt on in her bed.” I explained, lying like a muthafucka. I knew I was reaching, but I would do damn near anything to get her to believe me.
Shanair burst out laughing. It wasn’t one of those funny laughs either. It was more of a pity laugh. A laugh that meant, ‘This nigga must be outta his damn mind.’
“So you’re saying that you think this bitch drugged you?” She inquired with a smirk on her face. “Is that what you’re trying to tell me right now?
“Like I said, I honestly don’t know what she did. All I know is that I passed out soon after eating her food.”
“Uh huh, read that message,” Shanair orders, as she pushes the paper further toward my face.
I look away and stare at her for a second.
“I don’t care what it—”
“Read it, Terry!” She screams.
“Come on baby really, you think I would let her send some shit like that to you?” I ask once I’ve read the text.
“You were passed out, remember?” Shanair reminds me. Her face is now void of emotion. The tears that were in her eyes are now gone.
“You gotta believe me, baby. I did not fuck that girl.”
“That’s what you always say, Terry.”
Feeling as if I’m losing my case, I say, “You gotta beli—”
“I want you out of here,” Shanair cuts me off.
“What?” I ask confused. I know she didn’t say what I think she said.
“You heard me correctly.” I watch her as she walks back over to the door and opens it. “I want you out of here.”
“Come on Nair—”
“Save it!” She barks, cutting me off once again.
“What the fuck!” I yell out in frustration.
This causes Shanair to jump and fear flashes across her face as she backs slowly against the wall. It’s a look that I know all too well. She thinks that I’m going to put my hands on her which I’m not. I promised her when I came home that I would try a lot harder to work on my anger, and I’ve been doing that.
“I’m sorry baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I tell her sincerely, hating that she could be so afraid of me.
“Just leave Terry.”
“What do I have to do to make this right?” I ask hoping that she’ll just give me a chance.
“Nothing…you can’t do anything.” Shanair looks me dead in the eyes. I can tell she’s fed up. “I can’t do this shit no more.”
“Baby—”
“I can’t play these games with you Terry. I’ve tried and tried to stick by you, but you just keep fucking up.” She lifts her hand and brings it down across her face, and I know that it’s her way of trying to remain calm. “Nothing I do is good enough to please you. You always have to stray, and I know now that that will never change. I’m a good woman, and I deserve a good man.”
“I know you do baby. I know I fuck up sometimes, but I love you and I want this to work.” I tell her honestly. I need for her to understand my love for her. “I can be the man your talking about, just give me another chance.”
“I’m done with the chances. How much do you think a bitch can take?”
“Just one
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