What The Business Did To Me

After

     I pulled up in Dedrick's driveway and got out. I ran up to his doorstep. I knocked, until he opened the door. He had a surprised look on his face, "Yes?" he asked, confused.

"Have time to talk?"

"Sure," he led me to the living room. I say on the couch, while putting the pillow in my lap, while I explained, "I'm sorry for accusing you. You don't need to go to the doctor if you don't want to."

 "What do you mean?"

"I mean when you really step back and look at the picture, you're not the one that gave me the disease. How long have I been sleeping with you?"

"What?" he stammered.

"You heard me. How long have I been sleepin' with you? The whole time that we've been together."

"I can't even count, Shontelle. That's how much."

"Do you see now?" I asked, seeing if he realizes the truth now.

"What?" Obviously not.

"Look at it. As long as I been sleeping with you, don't you think I would've found out sooner?"

 "Yeah. So, that only means one thing," he pointed out.

"Yes, I've been sleeping with someone else."

"But was it while we were dating?"

I stared at the floor for a moment, "Yeah, I'm sorry, Dedrick. Just think of it as a payback. I was happy with you, until you started taking over and beating me. You ran me off, Dedrick. I can't believe that you would actually think that I would just sit there and take your abuse, because obviously you see that I didn't."

"I knew you wouldn't. I actually can't believe that you lasted as long as you did. I was proud of you, because you stood up to me and at least you tried. Who's the guy?"

"Kenom."

"My friend, Kenom?" he surprised.

"Yeah, your friend, Kenom."