You got me wrapped around your finger, but for how long?...
My books take place in order from.
1:Troubles don't last always
2:See you again
3:Family Matters.
It's been two years since Marquis passed away. Trent has been extremely helpful with the kids. He picks them up from school and daycare, cooks for all of us, and does his best to keep a smile on my face. Some nights it's extremely challenging for me to get out of bed, but I know I have to be strong for my kids. We've been taking Trevante to therapy; I'm still resisting, but I'll go eventually...
Trent took the kids to his mother's house so I could rest. I admire what he's attempting--"
I was abruptly pulled from my thoughts when I heard a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's Mia!" I opened the door and let her in. "Is Trent here?" She asked, giving me a stank look.
"No, he took the kids to his mom's place."
She pauses for a few seconds, looks around the room, and then places her purse on the sofa. "Homewrecker," she muttered under her breath.
"What the fuck--"
"I know what you're trying to do!" She smirked, cutting me off.
"What are you talking about?"
"See, I liked you at first, but I know you're just trying to get back with Trent!" She hissed.
"Are you serious?" I laughed. "I don't have time to deal with you!" Who does this b*tch think she is, seriously?
"Get used to seeing my face because I'm not going anywhere! "She crossed her arms and gave me a half-smirk as if what she said had struck a nerve.
"Let me tell you something." I gritted and moved in closer to her. "All I have to do is snap my finger and you'll be out of the picture in 2.5 seconds! Bitch, please don't tempt me!"
She rolled her eyes, gathered her belongings, and walked out the door. It was all good not too long ago, so I don't understand why this bitch has beef with me.
********************************************************************************************************* After she left, I showered, changed into something comfortable, and went home to get some more of my belongings.
I unlocked the door and used my foot to push it open. Kassie, you got this!" I started telling myself.
As soon as I entered our bedroom, memories of Marquis and I began to flood my mind.
While sorting through my clothes, I came across a box containing our old high school pictures. I sat on the edge of the bed and skimmed through them.
Seeing Marquis and Deon together in the same photo made me tear up all over again. Those were my boys! I can't believe they're no longer here...
When I heard a noise coming from the man cave, I quickly put the pictures back into the box and reached into my purse for a knife.
Someone appeared to be shuffling through something, from the sound of it. I moved slowly toward the door while making an effort to be as quiet as possible. The door handle started turning just as I was about to open it. My heart was pounding! I was terrified, yet ready to fight with whoever thought it was a good idea to break into my house!
