Devin;
A week later;
Nubbie hasn't been talking to me. She has kept her silence since the picture incident. She only talked to Sobah. He tells me she is fine and that she hopes I am okay, but that she needs time and space. I understood all that but I was still her friend first out of anything of what this was. I sighed as I lean back into the couch and flipped the TV on.
"And now in the world of celebrities, a little Birdy told me that one of the former members of bangtan girls is getting married? Ooh I wonder who it is Timothy," the news anchor said.
"Well if it's Terra I will say second time is the charm," he joked.
I rolled my eyes. She always said she would marry her first love and yet she didn't. I was her second option. Out of all the men she dated I wasn't the one who made her heart skip. Yes we did get married, but it was PR. Her company was not a part of our decision but everything from the moment she said yes to the engagement to us getting married felt planned. The fans knowing about it, the camera filming the wedding to be broadcasted to thousands of people, the vows and her make up and all those fucking stylist and fake bridesmaids and groomsmen.
I hate every second of it now that I thought about it. I wanted something big but simple and family only. I didn't want my whole life in a spotlight. I guess that is why Nubbie was so adamant about being so careful because now our face was all over the news and people claiming we were homewreckers and that is why Terra left.
I loved her for so long that I forgot myself. I put this fence around our love and followed her so blindly into another man's arms. My whole body shattered into small piece that were then ground into dust as I saw her fucking the man in my house. I beat the shit out of him and yet the cops were called on ME. She accused me of domestic violence when I never even laid a hand on her not even when I got so angry and thought of slapping her I wasn't that guy.
She was a great actress she cried her fake heart out and said she had kicked me out of our home and asked for a divorce and that I broke in and found her and her lover in a intimate moment and threaten to kill her and him. And that I hit him and was going to hit her. None of it was true. I tried to explain myself but the more I spoke the more the cops just saw a black man harming an innocent Asian man and woman. I spend days in an jail cell with no bail until Nubbie found out and a broken heart.
I couldn't get a job and as everyone knew me as the "wife beater" I lost contracts, partnership deals, friends, and even family. Nubbie was there through it all. She never once question me about it or accused me. She just took me home and left me in Sobah's care.
Nubbie
I am at your door can you open up?
I started at the text message lit up my mind and heart. I looked at the mess around me, Sobah and mines dirty clothing that we hadn't picked up was decorating our living room. Empty cans of beer, wine, and other alcoholic beverages were scattered on the coffee table along side snacks and pizza. My thoughts of how I would clean all this up had repeated in my mind but was cut short when I heard a loud knock on the door followed with a "Devin open the door!" Yelled by Nubbie.
"Fuck, fuck," I whispered to myself as I scurried around to pick up mine and Sobah's clothing. I threw them in the laundry room and grabbed the trash can on my way back to the living room. I did a quick arm swipe of everything in the trash and ran to the bathroom to grab some air freshener to make it smell less like a raccoon died. I heard another knock but this time more aggressive. I finally open the door and Nubbie rushed inside.
"What are you wearing right now?" I laughed.
She had a red wig on with glasses, jeans, and a hoodie. She snatched the glasses off and looked at me pissed.
"I couldn't find anything to wear that my fans didn't recognize," she said as she sat some groceries down on my dinning table.
I smiled as she started to unload them while her face was fixated in a stressed looked. I walked up to her and kissed her cheeks then her neck making her instantly relax. "Did you miss me?" I asked as I kept kissing her.
Her breath was becoming heavy and shallow with desire. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I pulled her into a tight hug from behind. "Yes a lot actually, more than I can admit," she said as she turn her head towards me.
I kissed her lips softly and she smiled. She turn to fully face me as she pulled me in for more passionate kisses. I smiled as I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. "I missed you so much," I said in-between kissed.
She stuck her tongue in my mouth kissing me more hungrily. I grabbed her ass as I sat down on the bed with her. She smiled as she pulled from my lips and started to kiss and suck my neck. "Fuck, what are you doing girl?" I moaned.
"Marking what's mine," she said before continuing.
I knew what she was doing. She was going to leave a bunch of hickeys. I didn't mind as long as I could mark her too. I surprised her when I flipped us over so she was under me and I unzipped her hoodie. She was wearing a pink button up spaghetti strap shirt. I slowly unbutton them to expose her breast. "Devin," she moaned.
"Not yet, save that for when I am inside you," I whispered in her ear. Her face became red.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
I pointed to her heart and began sucking and licking her there. She moaned again. I wanted to leave my mark some were that I wanted it to be forever. When the reddish mark was there I smiled.
"Devin you know make up crew is going to kill you?" She laughed.
I laughed with her I was just so happy to be in this moment with her. I kissed her lips this time sweetly. "Devin let's get married," she said.
"What?" I asked shocked.
Ooooooh Baddies we got some hot and spicy up in here with Dubbie!!!! So what will Devin say? Do you think he is ready for that? He only been divorce for a year and week. ~TB
