Derek
I pulled up to Anthony's house more mad then I was when I left home. All I could think about was him making love to my wife. Him having what belonged to me. Somebody was up in the house because the lights were on. I jumped out my car and walked to the front porch, I could hear a woman moaning. Loud. The first thought that came to my head was Shante.
I pounded my fist on the door. "Open the fuckin door." All I could hear was the woman moaning. My anger started to build up even more. I swear if she's in here fuckin him I'm beatin everybody ass. I walked around to the side of the house and seen that the back door was open. I stepped inside making sure to stay quite so they couldn't hear me. I walked down a long hallway until I was in the dining room.
"Oh fuck yea nigga. Right there. Fuck Daddy I'm about to cum." She moaned. The kitchen was dark all I could see was her silhouette sitting on the kitchen counter. She had her back turned toward me and both her legs up on the counter. "Fuck. I love you." She screamed loudly. That's all I could bare to hear anymore, I can across the kitchen floor and grabbed her by her hair pulling her down to the floor.
"You gonna disrespect me like this Shante?" I still had a handful of her hair tightly wrapped around my hand.
The man stood up from behind the counter completely naked. "Derek what the fuck are you doing in my house?" He yelled at me walking close to me. "Get the fuck off her." He said pushing me into the counter.
I looked down at the women after I let her hair go and seen Kristen crying on the floor. "What the fuck are doing here Kristen?" I said backing up into a wall. "You fuckin him again too?" I said angrily.
Kristen stood up off the floor and ran to the living room. "Where the fuck is Anthony?"
"He's not here Anthony, he left 30 minutes ago. What the fuck are you doin here?" Philip was putting his pants back on and I was happy, I did not wanna keep staring at his naked ass.
"All yall are fucked up. You and him are fuckin, he's still fuckin Shante she's pregnant, your still fuckin Kris." This shit was starting to piss me off the more I thought about it.
"What?!" Philip yelled. "He's fuckin Shante and she's pregnant. Anthony can't have kids." I laughed to myself.
"Yes he can." I said. "Yall muthafuckers need some help." I said walking towards the door.
"Derek?" Kris said now fully dressed walking into the kitchen. I turned around and didn't say a word.
"She does really love you." She said.
"Actions speak louder then words Kris. All yall need help." I laughed getting back into my car.
As I drove home all I could do was this think. I did everything in my power to make Shante happy, or try to make her happy. I love her, and even through all this shit I still can't imagine my life without her. But I don't think I can deal with this shit.
I pulled up to the house and stood on the doorstep to gather my thoughts to be able to speak Shante.
"Anthony stop, get the fuck out." I heard Shante yell. I ran through the front door and seen Anthony hold Shante in a bear hug pulling her towards the couch. "Your drunk get the fuck out my house." She was trying to break free but wasn't strong enough.
"Come on Tae, tell me you love me. We can do it like we did in the hotels." He was kissing on her neck and shoulders.
"Anthony I made a mistake, I'm sorry. Derek is my husband and I love him." She said still trying to push him away.
His hands released her body and immediately flew to her throat. Choking her.
I immediately unfroze and grabbed Anthony by his shirt. Before I knew it I had him on the ground punching him in the face repeatedly.
