begging a nigga to come back home like she usually does, I had to check and see if things were okay. Her ass could’ve left me for good for all I knew. Fuck around and got another nigga. I just wanted to make sure that waiting on a call wasn’t me being played for the okie doke. After seeing that everything was the way it should be, I left the house and headed back to the hotel. As I was driving I got a call from Brittany asking me to come over. Since I didn’t have anywhere else to be, I made my way to her apartment and that is where I’ve been staying since then.
It feels good being able to kick it with Brit without having to sneak around and lie to Shanair about where I was. It kind of makes me feel like I’m single again. Of course I continue to creep past the house every night just to be sure that I’m feeling single, and not actually single. Each time I drive by, the only light on upstairs is our bedroom light and I’m pretty sure that it’s because Kendrick is sleeping in the bed with Shanair. It’s something that he always does whenever we’re into it or I have to take trips out of town. I guess he likes to be up under his mommy. I don’t blame him, because when things are good between Shanair and I, I like to be up under her too.
I’m hoping that this shit blows over soon because I’m ready to take my ass home. I miss my girl and Kendrick like crazy. If Shanair doesn’t call me soon, I’m going to pop up on her ass, and this time it won’t be a drive by. Like I said, it’s fun fucking with Brit but I have to get my ass back home.
Chapter 10
Shanair
It’s a dreary Tuesday morning, and I’m out and about. Thick clouds blanket the sky and there isn’t a ray of sunshine in sight. The weather fits my mood perfectly, because for some reason I don’t feel well. My head seems like it’s floating, my stomach has been doing flip flops, and no matter what I do I haven’t been able to keep anything down. I swear it kind of feels like I’m coming down with the flu, minus the body aches. Whatever it is, I pray that it’s not what Kendrick had. Speaking of Kendrick, he’s a lot better now and even back at school. Thank God, because I don’t know how much more of the throwing up I could take. I’m not sure what kind of virus he had, but whatever it was, it needs to stay the hell away because it was too much to deal with.
Even with me being nauseous, tired, and feeling under the weather, nothing can keep me from my bi-weekly appointment. I pull to a stop and wait for the car in front of me to reverse out of the parking space before maneuvering my truck into the same spot. After killing the engine, I run my hands across my face and mentally prepare myself for what is about to transpire for the next few hours. It’s crazy that even after all this time, I still don’t know what to expect. With my visor pulled down, I fish in my purse and grab my eye drops. I was able to make an appointment to see about my eye two days ago. Come to find out I had a broken blood vessel from Terry’s nail. My doctor gave me some drops and gave me a follow up appointment in two weeks to check on the improvement.
When I’m finished putting the drops into my eye, I open my driver’s side door with my umbrella in hand. The rain isn’t pouring, but it’s coming down bad enough to soak you if you stand in it for too long. Carefully, I step out and extend the umbrella that I’m holding so that it covers my head. Since my appointment to get my braids touched up isn’t for a few more weeks, I’m trying to keep them as decent as possible until then.
After closing my door and hitting the locks with my key pad, I quickly make my way to the entrance of the building. As I walk, water splashes all over my tennis shoes. I curse under my breath when I feel the ankle of my socks get wet, because it wasn’t even drizzling when I left the house almost an hour ago. If it had been, I would have surely grabbed my rain boots and a
It feels good being able to kick it with Brit without having to sneak around and lie to Shanair about where I was. It kind of makes me feel like I’m single again. Of course I continue to creep past the house every night just to be sure that I’m feeling single, and not actually single. Each time I drive by, the only light on upstairs is our bedroom light and I’m pretty sure that it’s because Kendrick is sleeping in the bed with Shanair. It’s something that he always does whenever we’re into it or I have to take trips out of town. I guess he likes to be up under his mommy. I don’t blame him, because when things are good between Shanair and I, I like to be up under her too.
I’m hoping that this shit blows over soon because I’m ready to take my ass home. I miss my girl and Kendrick like crazy. If Shanair doesn’t call me soon, I’m going to pop up on her ass, and this time it won’t be a drive by. Like I said, it’s fun fucking with Brit but I have to get my ass back home.
Chapter 10
Shanair
It’s a dreary Tuesday morning, and I’m out and about. Thick clouds blanket the sky and there isn’t a ray of sunshine in sight. The weather fits my mood perfectly, because for some reason I don’t feel well. My head seems like it’s floating, my stomach has been doing flip flops, and no matter what I do I haven’t been able to keep anything down. I swear it kind of feels like I’m coming down with the flu, minus the body aches. Whatever it is, I pray that it’s not what Kendrick had. Speaking of Kendrick, he’s a lot better now and even back at school. Thank God, because I don’t know how much more of the throwing up I could take. I’m not sure what kind of virus he had, but whatever it was, it needs to stay the hell away because it was too much to deal with.
Even with me being nauseous, tired, and feeling under the weather, nothing can keep me from my bi-weekly appointment. I pull to a stop and wait for the car in front of me to reverse out of the parking space before maneuvering my truck into the same spot. After killing the engine, I run my hands across my face and mentally prepare myself for what is about to transpire for the next few hours. It’s crazy that even after all this time, I still don’t know what to expect. With my visor pulled down, I fish in my purse and grab my eye drops. I was able to make an appointment to see about my eye two days ago. Come to find out I had a broken blood vessel from Terry’s nail. My doctor gave me some drops and gave me a follow up appointment in two weeks to check on the improvement.
When I’m finished putting the drops into my eye, I open my driver’s side door with my umbrella in hand. The rain isn’t pouring, but it’s coming down bad enough to soak you if you stand in it for too long. Carefully, I step out and extend the umbrella that I’m holding so that it covers my head. Since my appointment to get my braids touched up isn’t for a few more weeks, I’m trying to keep them as decent as possible until then.
After closing my door and hitting the locks with my key pad, I quickly make my way to the entrance of the building. As I walk, water splashes all over my tennis shoes. I curse under my breath when I feel the ankle of my socks get wet, because it wasn’t even drizzling when I left the house almost an hour ago. If it had been, I would have surely grabbed my rain boots and a
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