Marshall's P.O.V.
"So what do you got to say to me then, hub, Marshall, let's hear it!!" She's crossing her arms over her chest, back pressed firmly against the wall that both of my palms are slammed against, caging her in.
Jordyn taps her foot and she's got the nerve to look at me like I'm the one that owes a motherfucking apology to her.
And like she ain't the one that broke my goddamn heart into a million pieces with that shit she pulled months ago.
And see, I ain't even like talking like that. Using corny ass phrases like that boo-hoo, that bitch broke my fucking heart, but fuck it. It is what it is cause she did break it.
Now look at her, catching attitude just cause I had kissed some groupies on stage? Fucking for real?
Nah, I've got a score to settle with this girl.
"Oh imma tell you a whole lot, Jo," I say mockingly to her. "But first let me ask you something, baby."
She looks at me with fire in her eyes then, which I think it's funny as fuck how she's trying to look all tough while dressed in a little fluffy bathrobe with her hair all wet from the shower or maybe a bath that she took. Whatever it is she was doing before I knocked on her door.
"Stop calling me baby, Marshall!! You. Are. Fucking. Married." She states.
See how she's always all hung up on all the wrong things? No wonder Kim was able to get in her had how she did.
"Yeah, about to be divorced, actually," I shrug. "You really though I'd stay married to that slut after what she did? Should've never married her in the first place, but we'll get to that on a moment," I say evilly.
Watching her eyes widen.
"Marshall, you can't do that!!" Jordyn protests. "If you divorce her, Kim will..."
"What, take my daughter away from me?" I ask her sarcastically as she flinches. I get real close to her. "Tell me something, Jo. Why you ain't never let me know about that shit Kim been saying to you? Was you really that scared of her? What, you think that bitch is some type of a evil mastermind, like she could really do that shit to me and get away with it?"
"Marshall, I..." she is trying to say as she simultaneously tries to look away from me but I grab her chin, forcing her to stay where she's at.
"So, you just went and dumped me, just like Kim wanted you to, huh?" I ask her. "It ain't never occur to you to say shit to me about it first?"
"Marshall, I was just looking out for you and Hailie. I didn't want you to lose her..."
"Yeah. For sure. Either that or you really did wanna explore what else was out there, I don't even know no more. With the way you bitches lie so much."
"Marshall..."
"Nah. Don't Marshall me nothing. You know Kim's been talking to your aunt, right? Yeah, that bitch racist aunt of yours that's always hated your guts until you became rich and famous. Now she wanna be auntie to you again and you are eating it up. But then she went and sold all of your history out to Kim, that's how she knew which buttons to push with you. Feel stupid yet?"
"God," she tried to move away from me again, but I ain't done with her yet. "It doesn't change anything though, Marshall," she then mumbles.
"Nah? So how about this then? I fucking love you. In still in love with you, but you have got to be the most gullible bitch I've ever met, Jo. You let Kim fuck us over and then you fucked us over too. You fucked us, you did that shit," I say, pointing a funger in her face as she flinches again, looking on the verge of tears.
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