Love and War

Chapter 5- Fuck You

L I S A

After a long day at work, I finally arrived home around 10 pm. And to my surprise, my fiancé was nowhere to be found.

"This shit has got to stop" I said to myself.

I picked up my phone that was on the dresser and dialed Chris' number.
The call went straight to voice mail.
Voice-mail huh? Wait til his ass gets back here..

I'm so tired of this shit. I deserve the truth. I've been nothing but faithful to this man, and he goes out and does this to me?

I stepped out of my clothes and cut the shower on. As I let the water get hot, I stood in front of the large mirror in our bathroom and observed my body.

Am I not sexy enough for him? Am I not beautiful enough? I just don't understand.

I walked into our walk-in shower and let the water take over. I stood there just thinking. Then the tears started to fall. I slid down the shower wall as I let my emotions take full control over me.

I deserve so much better...

After a few more minutes of crying, I washed myself with my lavender body wash.

After I was done with drying off, I started on my hair. I flat ironed it, with a part going down the middle.

I walked out to my bedroom and grabbed my matching lavender body lotion and applied it to my soft, caramel skin.

I walked over to the closet, and pulled out a black lingerie set with black stockings. I searched thru my collection of heels to find the sexiest pair of LB's. I put everything on and checked myself out in the mirror.
You a bad ass bitch! Any nigga would kill to have a piece of you. I gave myself a pep-talk before rolling a blunt and lighting it.

Just as I started smoking, I heard the front door open and close.
Its showtime!

I went and sat in the huge love seat we had on our balcony.

I heard our bedroom door open and close.

"Lisa baby, you in here?"

I ignored his ass. I know that he hates that shit.

He walked out on the balcony and saw me sitting there.

"Well damn, you all dressed up for daddy huh? But yo ass know you heard me callin you"

I looked at his ass like he was fuckin crazy, but didn't say anything to him.

"So you just gone act like I'm invisible now?"

I just kept smokin on my blunt.

"That bet not be my OG you smokin on"

It damn sure is your OG! I laughed to myself.

"Aight fine, be that way"

He walked off of the balcony and into our room. I sat there laughing my ass off, then I started coughing cause the smoke went down wrong.

"The fuck in this shit? Death?"

I finished the blunt off and walked back into the room. I heard the shower on so I went into the bathroom and acted like I was fixing my hair. I knew that he could see me thru the shower glass. He cut the shower off and got out staring me down.

"The fuck you doin?" Chris said as he dried himself off. I ignored him again and walked out of the bathroom.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and was hot on my tail.

I walked over to the closet and pretended to look for something. I secretly wished that there was a baseball bat in here so I could beat the shit outta him with it.

"Where the fuck you think you goin with that shit on Lisa?"

I kept searching. I heard him grunt. I thought he had walked away but he roughly spun me around and pushed me against the wall. We stared each other down like it was a competition.

"The fuck is wrong with you? And this is the last time imma ask you"

I just stared at him with disgust. I snatched away from him.

"Don't ever fuckin touch me again"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?!"

"Who is she Chris? Who's the bitch that got you out all the fuckin time? Got you out late at night. WHO THE FUCK IS SHE?!"

He took a step towards me and I took one back.

"Don't you dare come near me"

"Lisa baby, let me explain"

"LET YOU EXPLAIN WHAT?! THAT YOU'RE A GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCH?!"

"Look you don't mean that. If you would just let me explain you'd understand"

"FUCK YOU CHRIS!" I just started picking up everything close the me and started throwing it at his ass.

"BABY STOP!" He pleaded for me to stop but I couldn't, I just saw red.

"I hate you so much! I don't deserve this shit!"

I walked over to the closet, stepping on pieces of broken glass. I hope he cuts his fuckin feet on it.

I grabbed a suitcase and started stuffing clothes into it.

"Baby please. Just stop!" He continued to plead with me, but I wasn't hearing it.

He grabbed the suitcase and threw it against the wall.

"I can't let you leave Lisa. I love you too damn much to let you leave"

I found a trench coat and put it on.

"Fuck you Chris. You wasn't thinking about me whenever you was with that bitch!"

He got down on his knees on the broken glass.

"Please baby. Please don't go. You just have to let me explain all of this to you"

"Fuck you. I'm done" I threw my engagement ring at him and walked out, leaving my phone there.

I grabbed my purse and keys and headed out.

I burned rubber pulling out of our driveway.

Fuck him.

I drove and drove until I got to a place that I knew he wouldn't find me. I knew that he'd try to come hunt me down in the morning, that's why I left my phone back at the house. He'd track it if I would've taken it with me.

I'm done with being treated like I'm not shit. Fuck him, fuck that ring, and fuck the bitch he was fuckin around with.

Yeah fuck her. Or fuck her up. Yeah. How's about I fuck her up?

A sinister plan came up in my head.

I'm about to go Diary of a Mad Black Woman on these muthafuckas.