Desiree's POV
I was sitting on the couch watching a movie with Delilah when I got a text from some random ass number.
Unknown
Yo is this Desiree?
Yes, who is this?
Dw ab it js know ya nigga was all in ma bed last week
He was talkin bout how he loved me and wanted to be with me
Bitch get ya lyin ass on somewhere
Ian lyin
what was it, the 10th?
He told you he was out at the stu
he was there tf
no he was there to send you a pic then he came and had me on bent over
get tf off ma phone bitch, thats my man and you can do nun ab it
yea okay when you go back to LA witcha dirty ass daughter then he gon be back in ma bed
what the fuck ever bro you js bored
I threw my phone on the couch with a big sigh.
"Are you okay mami?" Delilah asked and I forced a smile.
"Yes baby now I think its time for your bath okay," We rose from the couch and walked to the bathroom.
Who the hell is this bitch on my phone saying that David was with her when he was supposed to be at the studio?
I had this situation in the back of my mind so when he finally came home I had to ask him.
"David," I said to him quietly as he grabbed water from the fridge.
"Hey baby whats up?" he smiled lovingly at me which was breaking my heart.
"you recognize this number?" I asked him and when he saw the number his face scrunched up.
"That was ma ex," He said with a huff, walking over to the couch.
Noted.
"Why is she texting my phone, while I'm trying to enjoy a movie with our daughter, saying that you were over there laid up on her when you were supposed to be at the Stu with Ethan and Darrien?"
"I don't that bitch crazy," He shrugged kissing his teeth.
My heart was breaking because this wasn't a new thing for him. He cheated once and whos to say he won't do it again.
He looked at the tears forming in my eyes and his seemed to grow angry.
"You think I cheated on you Desiree?" He yelled and I looked in the eyes of the person who once nurtured me and held me so tight when I was on the verdge of breaking.
"Yes! Because you have before! You're no fucking saint David!" I yelled back at him.
We got into screaming match that seemed to go on forever and when I finally went to look away I saw Delilah in the doorway of her bedroom.
"Oh baby," I sniffed back the tears and went to hug her. "I'm sorry we woke you up."
She didn't say much, just kissed my cheek before jumping down and going back to her room.
"You're so fucking dramatic Desiree," He sighed in a low tone.
"Oh I'm dramatic?" I scuffed with a laugh,"I stopped speaking to my parents for you! I never loved anybody else because I've only wanted to love you!"
I let the tears stream down my face as I spoke and when I was done I saw the level of regret on David's face.
"Desiree I-" He started but I couldn't speak to him.
"Get the hell out," I said quietly before escaping to my bedroom and shutting the door.
I heard the door slam and I began t 8th io cry on the bed.
Two hours later
As always Ethan was over dealing with post damage control and I cried to him.
"Why would he lie about where he was? If he was going to cheat he should have just said he didn't wanna be with me."
I kept crying and when I felt like I couldn't cry anymore he spoke up.
"My brother was at the stu with us that night Des," He was trying not to upset me and I looked at him puzzled.
"I have pics and stuff of us from that night," He pulled out his phone and showed me a video of them laughing and drinkking with the time stamp of 11 pm, 2 hours after he sent me the pic of him and the boys.
I swear I love David but i just realized something.
How am I supposed to be with him, love him, if I can't trust him. I wish I never came back to New York.
I sat there quiet, debating my options right now.
I could run back to him, apologizing for not believing him. I could pack up and run back home to LA without a word. Or, I could make all of it disappear and just forget all of the events happening.
Quickly I rules out the last option and the first.
The second one didn't seem right either but I knew it was the best bet if I tweaked it a little bit so I quickly rushed Ethan out and began packing.
I put away every thing from the drawers amd closet, every bedsheet was replaced and washed, all of the food sorted and I began cleaning.
It was taking forever to get done with all of this and I was working well into Daylight.
I took the tiniest break to text David and tell him that in a week we'll be back in LA and I am never returning.
When I was done I got back to work. I'm selling this goddamn apartment and never looking back.
Tonight was my final night in New York and god was it so hard to say goodbye yet so easy to leave.
I was laying next to Delilah as we ate pizza and watched a movie.
"Mami why do we have to leave Daddy?" She asked curious.
"Mami has work to do and Daddy is too busy to move with us baby," I lied blatantly.
I felt bad taking her away from her dad after she just met him but I can't stay here and I'm damn well not leaving my only baby here.
Thanks sugarhillzay for the idea and how much would evb hate me if I said the next chapter was the last one of this novel🌚
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All Too Well| DD Osama
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