more chance.” I beg.
“Leave Terry.” She whispers before walking past me and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
I stand in the same spot for a minute trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Even with the shower water running in the bathroom I can still hear Shanair’s muffled cries. I feel like shit right now, and as much as I want to barge in there and tell her not only how sorry I am, but also how much I love her, I know that right now is not the time. Basically, I’m stuck in a no-win situation, so I decide to follow her orders and leave. Making my way over to the closet, I reach in, grab one of my bags out, and start to fill it with some of my things. I only take enough stuff to last me a few days because I have plans on being home before the weekend is out. Back over at the bed, I place the shoe box inside before zipping it up and tossing it over my shoulder. Lastly, I pick up the hanger that has my outfit on it and head to the door. I toss one last look towards the bathroom and shake my head.
When I make it downstairs I see that the boys are sitting on the couch stuffing their faces with the chips and candy that I’d gotten for them earlier. Laying the outfit on the couch, I walk over to them and give them both a hug, before letting them know that I would call them in the morning. Apparently both boys sense that something is wrong, and immediately begin to ask me where I was going, and what happened between Shanair and I. Not wanting to tell them about any of the drama we had going on, I lie and tell them that I have to go out of town for a party. I let them know that I will be gone for the next couple of days, but I’ll call them as much as I can. When I finish speaking to the both of them, I kiss them on their foreheads and leave the house.
Outside I put my things into the truck before climbing inside. With the engine running, I just stare at the house. I can’t believe that once again I have been kicked out. It’s my own fault though for fucking with Brittany’s ass in the first place. I should have known better. I let out a frustrated sigh and lean my head back against the headrest. What the hell am I going to do? I figure I’ll check into a hotel for a few days with the hopes that Shanair will talk to me. Yeah right! I think to myself. Truthfully, I can’t even see that happening anytime soon. Even though I’ve only packed a few things, I honestly don’t even know when I’ll be able to come back home, and on some real shit that scares me.
Things aren’t like they were before. Shanair was so calm when she told me to leave. That was nothing like how I’m used to her being. Usually, she cries, yells and acts a fool when she finds out that I’ve cheated. I guess those days are long gone. My plan is to give her a few days to cool down before I reach out to her. Hopefully, I’ll be able to convince her that Brittany was just fucking with her because she wants me to herself. That way I can come back home, and we can be a family once again. I don’t know what I’ll do if she shuts me out like she did before. I can’t handle the thought of Shanair moving on. I know I’ve said that I’ve been in control of my anger, but I guarantee you I’ll lose it if she doesn’t take me back. We have way too much history for her to pull some leaving shit. Plus, she’s carrying my seed now, so that makes it even more official. I’m not allowing anybody to fuck up my household.
I still can’t believe Brittany’s sneaky ass. She’s always claiming that she knows her place, so why even do some dumb shit like that? Her retarded ass waited until I was good and sleep to fuck with my phone which she knows is off limits. Sending Shanair that picture was way out of line, and if her father wasn’t who he was I would go over to her house and give her ass a good slap in the mouth for being so fucking stupid, but of course, I know better.
Snatching my phone out of my pocket, I quickly
“Leave Terry.” She whispers before walking past me and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
I stand in the same spot for a minute trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Even with the shower water running in the bathroom I can still hear Shanair’s muffled cries. I feel like shit right now, and as much as I want to barge in there and tell her not only how sorry I am, but also how much I love her, I know that right now is not the time. Basically, I’m stuck in a no-win situation, so I decide to follow her orders and leave. Making my way over to the closet, I reach in, grab one of my bags out, and start to fill it with some of my things. I only take enough stuff to last me a few days because I have plans on being home before the weekend is out. Back over at the bed, I place the shoe box inside before zipping it up and tossing it over my shoulder. Lastly, I pick up the hanger that has my outfit on it and head to the door. I toss one last look towards the bathroom and shake my head.
When I make it downstairs I see that the boys are sitting on the couch stuffing their faces with the chips and candy that I’d gotten for them earlier. Laying the outfit on the couch, I walk over to them and give them both a hug, before letting them know that I would call them in the morning. Apparently both boys sense that something is wrong, and immediately begin to ask me where I was going, and what happened between Shanair and I. Not wanting to tell them about any of the drama we had going on, I lie and tell them that I have to go out of town for a party. I let them know that I will be gone for the next couple of days, but I’ll call them as much as I can. When I finish speaking to the both of them, I kiss them on their foreheads and leave the house.
Outside I put my things into the truck before climbing inside. With the engine running, I just stare at the house. I can’t believe that once again I have been kicked out. It’s my own fault though for fucking with Brittany’s ass in the first place. I should have known better. I let out a frustrated sigh and lean my head back against the headrest. What the hell am I going to do? I figure I’ll check into a hotel for a few days with the hopes that Shanair will talk to me. Yeah right! I think to myself. Truthfully, I can’t even see that happening anytime soon. Even though I’ve only packed a few things, I honestly don’t even know when I’ll be able to come back home, and on some real shit that scares me.
Things aren’t like they were before. Shanair was so calm when she told me to leave. That was nothing like how I’m used to her being. Usually, she cries, yells and acts a fool when she finds out that I’ve cheated. I guess those days are long gone. My plan is to give her a few days to cool down before I reach out to her. Hopefully, I’ll be able to convince her that Brittany was just fucking with her because she wants me to herself. That way I can come back home, and we can be a family once again. I don’t know what I’ll do if she shuts me out like she did before. I can’t handle the thought of Shanair moving on. I know I’ve said that I’ve been in control of my anger, but I guarantee you I’ll lose it if she doesn’t take me back. We have way too much history for her to pull some leaving shit. Plus, she’s carrying my seed now, so that makes it even more official. I’m not allowing anybody to fuck up my household.
I still can’t believe Brittany’s sneaky ass. She’s always claiming that she knows her place, so why even do some dumb shit like that? Her retarded ass waited until I was good and sleep to fuck with my phone which she knows is off limits. Sending Shanair that picture was way out of line, and if her father wasn’t who he was I would go over to her house and give her ass a good slap in the mouth for being so fucking stupid, but of course, I know better.
Snatching my phone out of my pocket, I quickly
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