Sized Up

Chapter 10

Danyella

I smiled at the mess I made. I dressed myself professionally, I had a meeting with the press. I put my hair in a nice neat bun, and examined my toned body in the mirror. "Miss Danyella you have done it now"! I said to myself in the mirror, smiling then walking off. I grabbed my keys from the key holder and opened my door. There stood Janelle. I jumped a bit, startled by her presence; then I smiled.

"Hello Janelle, you look tired honey are you getting any rest"? I questioned sarcastically.

The anger written among her face could be spotted miles away. Before I knew it I was being charged. We battled for complete power, tussling on my living room floor. Soon press filled my front lawn capturing every moment. Janelle didn't budge, she acted as if nothing bothered her. We scratched, kicked and punched until we were to tired to fight any longer.

"I hope you rot in hell, you stupid bitch! You tried to ruin my family and you succeeded. I hop you enjoyed that second ass whoopen"! She said before she faded through the hick crowd of press.

"Ms. Davis, how did that feel...
"Ms. Davis will you and Rodkevious Mitchell..." Press began to swarm in with questions. "Get the fuck off my porch"! I screamed in embarrassment as I slammed the door behind my words.

That bitch has some nerve coming to my fucking house. She's that mad her man fucked me? I'll fuck him again. I hope she enjoys this baby that came along with it, she can play step momma to the piece of shit too, because I don't even want the damn baby. I just want Rod. I'll do anything to fuck him and that bitch up. She left him so he has no other bitch to come to but me.

I dusted myself off and went to the bathroom to clean my open wounds. This bitch was strong, she was so little but so strong. My eye was swollen shut, my nose was bleeding and she busted my lip. I had a scratch across my chest and my knuckle was bleeding. I'm to pretty to be beat upon, fucking hood-rat messed with the wrong bitch, trust me this is only the beginning.

Janelle

I stood at that bitches door waiting for her to open it. It only took one smart comment from her before I just whaled on her. I fucking hated her, and I know how worthless I'm going to look when video gets leaked that I beat up on the mistress. It doesn't make me look or feel any better but I had to do it. I feel like a bad mom to have had Italy in the car when I fought Danyella. I just let my anger take over my body.

The press followed my car as I backed out of Danyellas drive way.

"Ms. Mitchell how'd the fight make you feel...?" ..."was your baby in the car".. "Did Rodkevious make you fight her"?

Endless questions were being asked as the bum rushed my car. I just continued to drive. I went to my mothers. I grabbed Italy from the backseat and went in the house.

"What the hell happened to you? Is that blood? Janelle I know you didn't go do anything stupid! And especially not with Italy"! My mom babbled.

"Mom, I'm not in the mood"! I said. I placed Italy in her bouncer and went upstairs. I'm pissed beyond all means.
How could Rod do me like this?

Rodkevious

I dried my last tear, and dressed myself. I gotta go down to the station and deal with Jason. I opened the door and was swarmed with press.
"Mr. Mitchell how do you feel about your wife beating up your alleged mistress"...."is the baby really yours"?..."is Miami Heat going to drop your contract?"... They asked questions rapidly ass I merged through the annoying crowd.

I got in my car and drove done the block and then it hit me. Janelle fought Danyella? What the fuck?  I grabbed my phone and dialed her phone.

It rang once, and then straight to voicemail. I called repeatedly.. No answer. It didn't surprise me that Janelle was ignoring my phone calls but I just wanted to see if she was ok.

I pulled up to the station and braced myself for what was about to happen. I knocked on Jason's office door and waited for him to signal me in.

"It's open". He said.

I came in and sat in the chair infrint of his desk and looked down at my feet.

"What the fuck is up with you man"? He said cutting straight to the chase.

"Jason I know man, imam try and fix this..." I began

"You don't get it man do you? You know this shit affects me too? And not only that you got your wife out here fighting this bitch"! Jason said.

My heart rate increased. "What"? I asked confused. "You haven't seen"? He questioned.

"No man".

"This was put on TMZ this morning"! He informed me, showing me he video. Damn Janelle swole that bitch up.

I looked at the video, and when it finished I got my shit together and got ready to leave.

"Look Jason man I gotta go"! I said before storming out.

"Fix this shit Rod"! I heard him yell after behind me. Shit I wish I could fix this. But at this point that's not my concern. My concern is not the contract, it's getting my wife back and making sure she's straight.

Thanks for the patience guys... I'll be updating more often.