Bad Professor {COMPLETED}

20

Chapter Twenty: Animal In A Cage

Manhattan, New York
February 13th
Onika T. Maraj:

"I think that's all Mrs. Maraj," Janelle reached her hand out for mine to shake.

Placing my hand in hers, I corrected her, "Ms."

She looked surprised but I knew she wouldn't ask me any questions.

She handed me everything I needed for my new home and I walked out behind her, locking the double doors.

I had decided I was leaving Giovanni. He didn't know anything about the house and he didn't even know that I was leaving. I'd serve his ass divorce papers tomorrow morning.

I couldn't keep walking around on eggshells because he felt a way. Him and Asia were the last straw for me. It was just an ultimate betrayal. I still didn't know who he was with on my birthday, and I didn't care. I just wanted to be away from him. His attempts to bring us closer were only pushing me further away from him. It was better if we both just gave this shit up.

When I got back to his house, he was there, like I thought he would be. To make sure he wasn't suspicious, I was letting him keep everything. I wasn't even taking personal items like soaps and lotions. He could have all that shit. He could give it to the next bitch.

The only thing I'd be taking when I left this house for the last time would be my purse.

"Hey babe," He wrapped his arms around me.

I stayed the way I was. "Hey."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

To me, we had nothing to talk about. We both knew it was over between us so I didn't understand why he kept trying.

He could go love on his mistress all he wanted. I couldn't care less.

"Where'd you go?" He asked, letting me go.

I rolled my eyes. "Leave me alone Giovanni, stop questioning me. If you think I'm still fucking her, ask."

"You must be because I didn't say nothing about that."

"But I know that's what you're thinking. You're so intimidated by her and I don't even see her anymore."

"I'm not intimidated by shit. You act like I don't have a right to feel the way I do about somebody else fucking my wife."

"I never said you didn't have that right, but if you're gonna hold the shit over me every chance you get, there's no point. You don't see me asking you about your bitches every day."

"I'm not messing with nobody but you."

I rolled my eyes. "We aren't kids. You shouldn't be messing with nobody. You're a married man."

"You're a married woman and you fucked a 19-year-old, continuously."

"Maybe it was good," I shrugged my shoulders and walked away from him.