To be Loved

Tiana

Tiana Micheals
2:30 pm

"Aye, listen. I'm sorry for that bullshit yesterday. It's just ol' boy was disrespecting you and I couldn't take the bullshit. Plus it didn't seem like he was leaving so I took matters into my own hands. I don't apologize for punching him just that you had to see it." Thomas says, looking into the phone, his eyes red and low.

I'm laying on my bed with only panties on. I wonder if I should let him see my tits. I'm extremely horny right now. I'm not thinking straight. Maybe I'll take out my rose toy. That'll do the job.

"It's all good, Thomas. I appreciate that I mattered that much." I say, groping my titties.

The nipples are hard. I'm tryna soothe them and his voice and the looks he's giving me aren't helping.

"Of course you matter that much. No nigga should be talking to you or any woman like that."

"Say, what was all that at the club?" He asks, scrunching his face.

"What you mean?" I ask, squeezing my thighs together.

"Your friend. She said something about fucking?"

"Ohhhh, yeah."

"You not gon' elaborate?" He asks licking his lips.

"No, I- it's embarrassing." I say, squeezing my thighs together, harder.

"Nothing you can say would be embarrassing." He says holding eye contact.

"Okay, well I've been extremely horny as of late and I want to explore being single and all that comes with it. All I've ever known is Lionel. I want something new, you know?"

"Yeah, but where do I come in this?"

"Well, we were talking about prospects and you came up but I said we shouldn't because fucking you comes with feelings that I'm not ready for. I'm about to get out of a 15 year relationship, 10 year marriage. I just want to be by myself for a while. I'm not ready. And you're not ready. So just friends until then."

"Why you don't think I'm ready for you?" He asks, propping me up.

"You gotta a lot going on, Thomas. I mean your father just passed and now your mother's sick. You don't need to be worried about me and my crazy ex."

"I'm a grown ass man. I make my own decisions. I decide if I'm ready for a relationship not you."

"I was just thinking about you, that's all." I say sitting up, forgetting about my naked chest.

"'Pericate you looking out. You got sexy ass titties." He says biting his lip.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot." I say, putting my face in the camera.

"Don't ever apologize for that. You ain't got no clothes on?"

"No." I say truthfully.

"Yo' you with playing fire. Why you on FaceTime and youn got no fucking clothes on?"

"Cause I'm grown. And in my house. Why not?"

***

"Ma! I'm home!" I yell, entering the house.

"My baby's back!" My mom yells, hugging me.

"Woowww! She never hugs me like that." My younger brother says, looking up from his phone.

"Boy, I always see you." Mom says.

"Exactly, you should appreciate it more." He says, going into the kitchen.

"That boy be too butt hurt. Where's daddy?" I ask, setting my purse down.

"You always asking about him. What about me?"

Like mother like son

"Ma, you know I love you." I say kissing her face.

"He's in his office." She says, walking in the kitchen.

I make my way to his office and knock.

"Come in." I hear my father's voice say.

"Hey, daddy." I say walking in and kissing his cheek.

"Tiana, baby, how you been?" My dad asks, kissing my forehead.

"Better actually."

"That nigga still bothering you? I'd kill his ass if you want?" He asks, getting his gun.

"No, daddy, don't do that." I laugh, sitting on his couch.

"I'm serious. I bust a cap in his ass and nobody'll know."

"I believe it, dad. I wanna handle this the civil way and get him out of my life legally."

"He sign them papers, yet."

"No, but I'm going on trip with Kayla, Jerry and the kids and I'm gonna have my lawyer set the court date and I know the judge'll grant us a divorce. I'm ready to free of him. I gave him 15 years of my life, and I won't give him anymore!"

"That's right!"

***

I'm in a nice relaxing bath with low music and candles with the lights off. I grab my rose toy and just then my phone rings.

"What?!" I answer, annoyed.

"Tiana, baby, I'm sorry about yesterday. Please forgive me. I need you." He begs.

"Lionel, why you on my phone?! Like you have a whole family. I think I hear yo' baby crying tend to that." I'm about to hang up when he says.

"I'll sign them."

"Really?!" I practically yell, sloshing water on the floor.

"Yeah, on one condition."

"What?" I ask, not really caring what he'll ask. I'm getting this divorce one way or another.

"Don't be with anybody else. Let's work this out. We've been together for 15 years. I love you and you love me. There's no reason for us not to work this out."

"Lionel, I could think of 3." And I hang up.

I block his number for the 60th time. Somehow he still gets through. He probably got somebody to hack my shit.

He's sick like that.

After this divorce, I'm getting a restraining order. He's always popping up and harassing me. Maybe I should let my father buss cap in his ass.

Or maybe get Thomas sexy ass to beat him for me. Speaking of him, I need to get off. I grab my rose toy and get to work before my disruption.