To be Loved

Tiana

Tiana James
12:34 am

"What the fuck do you want? If this isn't about signing the goddamn divorce papers then I have nothing to say to you." I say sitting up in our- my bed.

"Listen, baby, it was a mistake. You know I love only you. She means nothing to me." He begs over the phone.

"Lionel, I don't think 3 babies was a mistake. Calling the mother of your children a nothing is fucked up and I hope she leaves yo ass. Don't you have a newborn to take care of?" I say and hang up the phone.

About 3 months ago I was surprising my husband on one of his business trips. Our marriage hasn't been at its best in over a year and I wanted to be spontaneous and show him that I still loved him and I wanted this marriage to work.

Anyway I went to his hotel room and seen a pregnant woman walk out hand and hand with him. At first I thought I was trippin' but I wasn't and I started blacking on his ass. The only reason I stopped was because the bitch water broke and I almost fell in it. I spat on him and walked away from them.

Everyday since he's been calling and showing up to our house. I told him go back to his bitch. I later found out she had 2 kids that looked just like him. That truly broke my heart. Even though, I wasn't exactly ready for children, it doesn't mean I wanted someone else to have his.

I try and go back to sleep but I can't. I get out of bed and walk downstairs to the kitchen for some ice cream. I grab the tube of ice cream and head back upstairs. I scroll through Netflix and click something.

                                       🚊❣️
           
                                                                     You up?

Is this a booty call?

                      No I just need someone to talk to

My phone starts to ring and I answer.

When the phone connects I see his gorgeous face in the camera. He's darkskin with waves and amazing lips that I often thought about on me. Almond shaped dark brown eyes.

"What's up? Why you up?" He asks, licking his lips.

He playing with fire today.

"My dumbass ex been blowing my phone up as usual." I say, shoving more ice cream in my mouth, "why you up?"

"'Cause I'm grown." He sasses.

"Okay, sir. I just wanted to know."

"Nah, I can't sleep. Just thinking about my Pop's. I don't know what to do, man. It's only been a month but it feels like yesterday. And now my mom..."

"Don't even think of saying that. Your mother has to beat it. She will beat this." I interrupt.

"I don't know, man. My father just died. He was the love of her life. And now out of nowhere she got cancer. What do she got left to fight for? To live for?"

"You. She has you. Her son. Her only child. I may not be a mother, but I do know this. Plus I've met your mother, she absolutely adores you and she'll fight for you."

"You really think so?" He says, looking into the camera.

"Like I said. I know."

***

"Now, why would you spit in that girl face?" Cynthia asks.

I'm at the nail salon and one of the clients was talking about her babydaddy's new girlfriend.