Deadly Affairs

3.

I came home to an empty house. The lights were all off, Emmanuel must be at work. I admit I'm a little nervous coming home since the club incident, I have no idea what he's planning to do when he faces me again. Something in me wanted to just take that offer to stay at Anais house for a few day until he calms down but on the other hannnd.... Yeah screw that. I left back out and went to Ana's, I don't got time to deal with Emmanuel when he in his feels. When I got out the car and I knocked on the door, I searched in my purse and realized I don't have my phone.

"FUCK!!!"

"What?!" Ana yelled when she opened the door.

"I lost my phone!" I said. "Can you call it?" I asked Ana while I sat on her couch and continued searching my purse. Ana stood there and Called my phone.

"Hello, Who is this?...Izaiah?..."

My eyes darted towards her.

"How'd you get her phone...Oh, well are you gonna bring it?...Be here in fifteen minutes? Alright. Thanks Zai Zai" and hung up. "He hates it when I call him that."

"Izaiah has my phone?!"

"Look on the bright side, someone you know has your phone. I mean it could be worse."

"Don't say that. Every time you say that, something goes wrong."

"You're overreacting."

Her phone started to ring again.
"Hello?..."Her eyes got wide and looked at me.

"And what did you do?.........IZAIAH! That's not what you do! You're getting her into more trouble!"

What the fuck is this nigga doing with my phone?!

"Don't fucking do that shit again Zai Zai-ShutYoAssUp! Don't do shit else with her phone and bring it here Now!...NOW!" Then she hung up. She looked at me

"Emmanuel called and Izaiah answered." Ana told me.

My face and heart dropped to the floor. Emmanuel is going to fucking murder me. He's gonna think I'm really fucking around with Izaiah. I really hope Izaiah tells him the truth and said how he got it, even though I don't even know how he got it in the first place.

"And it has officially gotten worse." I said putting my face in the palms of my hands.

"So I take it back, you're not overreacting." Ana said

"I'm fucked." I groaned as I slid down on her couch.

"Hopefully Izaiah tried explained how he got it. By the way, how did he get it?"

"I have no idea. I'm so fucked up that I can't even remember shit. I'm glad I can drive while under the influence. Maybe I left it at the club? Dropped it?"

"Either way, Izaiah is on the way now... Soo, while on the topic of Zai Zai, what were you and him doing together?"

"Smoking and talking. He said don't let their feud get in the way of us being friends. To be honest, I can't see why Emmanuel hates him so much, he's a pretty cool guy when he's not being an arrogant asshole."

"I admit Izaiah is pretty cool, but that could be putting your marriage on the line."

"Ana I don't even know if I wanna stay married, like he's not the same when we first were married, his job comes first, he's overly jealous, doesn't listen, he's weak when it comes to his competition, and he doesn't take me seriously with his sexist ass. I don't see it getting better, I'm trying to have patience for him and hope for a miracle because I spent seven years with this and it would be bad if we don't make it and those seven years turned out to be a waste of time."