Chapter 22
Melissa pov (continuation)
I walked downstairs because I needed to talk to kay. I love her so much but I feel like she has had so much say so in my own marriage. I'm not trying to call her a trouble maker or anything it's just that I think I'm at a age where I can say what I feel to my husband.
"Kayla we have to sit down and talk"I said.
"What's the problem?"she asked.
"I understand you looking out for me because I'm your younger sister and what not but I think Justin is trying. You don't have to keep telling him what he is doing wrong because I think he is doing a pretty good job at being a football player,father,and a husband"I said.
"So what your trying to say is I shouldn't talk to you about what I feel? What I think?"she asked.
"You do it often. It's becoming a problem"I said.
"So okay,you don't want me talking about Justin?"she asked.
"Never said that. Just keep your feelings inside your head because it might come out as you trying to start problems"I said.
"Ok I totally understand"she said. I pulled her in for a hug because I'm just so thankful I have an understanding sister.
"Lissa the door is ringing"Kayla said.
"Please get the door for me Jamal is not suppose to be napping when there is a party going on"I said. She got the door.
"Oh hell nah"she yelled out.
"What's the matter?"I asked. There was this girl that looked like such a fucking hoe standing in my door.
"How can I help you?"I asked.
"I'm Justin's friend where going out"she said.
"Umm sorry but Justin's son is having a birthday party right now,you can't just show up like that"I said. Justin came downstairs fully dressed like he was about to go out.
"Umm Justin where not doing this"I said.
"She is just a friend,ill be back at a reasonable time"he said kissing me then leaving. This nigga didn't just do this. Justin left out the door.
"Kayla can you believe what the fuck jut happened?"I asked.
"No no don't include me in this. Remember what you told me earlier about not saying nothing about Justin"she said. I laughed and tried to control myself,I'm not going to curse him out when he gets home,I'm just going to be calm.
(Next morning)
I'm going to fuck Justin up. He been gone all night. He didn't even call or text me. I barely have time to go out myself and he does this. I'm going to fix his ass. I heard him coming in the house and I put my mad face on.
"Where have you been?"I asked.
"I was at my cousin house"he said.
"Who the fuck is your cousin? I damn sure ain't meet her"I said.
"The girl I went with lastnight is my cousin"he said takin his sneakers off.
"Really Justin? Ima believe you? The bitch was wearing a fucking bandeau and some shorts that looked like panties,Justin don't play yourself"I said.
"I'm not going into an argument with you. If you think i cheated,oh well"he said walking up the stairs.
"What you mean oh well? Do I go out with a nigga and come back the next day and be like oh well?"I asked him.
