BETRAYAL

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

To leave or to be left

Ah, Papi! Mmmm.” Angelic’s legs were wrapped around Mike’s waist as he drilled into her with all he had. She was wetter than ever and he felt like they were floating on a cloud. Actually, it was more like the ocean. He could feel the warm water on his back.

“Damn Angi, I love this pussy!”He told her.

“MIKE WAKE YO ASS UP!” He heard a distant voice yell. The water felt more real now, and then POP! He was on his back, hitting the hard floor.

He opened his eyes, looking up at Natasha with a knife in her hand. She was fuming!

Wait, why am I on the floor, and why is she holding a knife?

He looked around the destroyed bedroom.

Okay, she has lost her mind.

 For one, she popped their waterbed, so that explains why the water felt so real to him, and two she destroyed her wedding dress! That shit cost Mike almost $25,000! He was pissed, and confused. Just last night, she was riding him in his car, but now she was riding him in the way he didn’t like.

The dress was cut up and laid next to Mike neatly. She dropped the knife, and walked out the room. He sat there until he heard another male’s voice.

Who the fuck?

Mike blew a sigh of relief as he saw it was just Jerrod. He made his way down the steps, and didn’t see Natasha. She was acting crazy as hell this morning, and he didn’t feel like dealing with her.

Hopefully she goes somewhere today. I’ll probably just call Angelic’s sexy latina ass.

“Wassup bruh?” Mike said to Jerrod, and he smirked shaking his head.

“You lucky she let you live, man. The fuck was you thinkin’?” he said, and Mike shook his head in confusion.

“What you talkin-“

“Go head, Mike. Tell Jerrod bout the bitch you brought up in here! Tell ‘em bout Angi and how much you love her pussy!” Natasha came out the living room with two suitcases yelling. Mike looked at his boy Jerrod.

I know he ain’t snitch on me!

“Jerrod!” Mike said, throwing his hands up. He scrunched his face up immediately, and came closer to Mike.

“Nigga, I ain’t no snitch! You know that shit. You told on ya damn self! I’m just pickin’ lil mama up, cause Mika at work.” He said, grabbing the suitcases.

“Come on baby girl.” He said to Natasha. If he didn’t know him the way he did, then he’d be suspicious, but he knew Jerrod only loved his step-sister. He didn’t see how though, he couldn’t stand the bitch.

Natasha tried to walk past Mike, but he grabbed her arm forcefully. Jerrod didn’t notice. He was already out the door, loading the suitcases into his car.

Natasha pulled back, with tears forming in her eyes. Mike tried to grab at her again but she swatted his arm.

“No! I’m done Mike. You always try to brush shit under the rug like I’m stupid or something. I was here before all the money got involved. I was here before the hoes, but you couldn’t respect me for that. And to let her into my home, Mike?!” she yelled, shaking her head.

Mike stood back trying to figure out how he slipped up. How did she know?

“Next time you wanna bring a bitch in your girl’s house, for one, turn off the security cameras you installed, and two, tell the bitch to wrap her nasty ass hair. Whoever you brought up in here was shredding like a damn dog. Now, take this, and when I come back, you better be gone.” Natasha said, handing him the engagement ring, but he wouldn’t take it.