Chresanto.
I'm at Patrice's house with Maliah, her parents, the kids, Karlae, her daughter Anastasia, and our parents. It's awkward as hell because the only people who don't know about Bahja and I are Maliah and her parents. I'm trying to stay low key but I have no idea how this is gonna work.
"So Chresanto..." Patrice spoke. Here we go... "How was work today?" "It was nice." "Oh, nice? Anything interesting happen in the office today?" "Patrice." Maliah said sternly. "What? I just wanna know!" "I'm sure Chresanto had a great day at work and doesn't need you poking into his business." "Thank you, baby." I kissed her cheek and glared at Patrice. She rolled her eyes and finished eating.
"I just think it's weird that you don't know what he's doing at work. I mean, you don't ask him? Or ask his coworkers?" "Patrice.." Mrs. Johnson started. "finish your dinner. Worry about your family, not theirs." I stuck my tongue out at Patrice and kissed Mrs. Johnson's cheek. "Thank you, mom." I finished eating and stood up to put my plate in the sink. Karlae followed behind me.
I hugged her as she rinsed of our plates. "Thanks for not saying anything." I whispered. "Whatever, Chresanto. Just be lucky I love you cause if I didn't your ass would've been dead by now." I sighed. "I know, Lae. I'm trying to set things straight." She chuckled and shook her head. "Seriously. With Kim, Bahja, and Maliah. Just have faith in me and give me some time." She slowly turned my way. "Who the hell is Kim?" I mentally slapped myself. Nobody knows about Kim and I. "Nobody." I walked out as quickly as I could.
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(Completed) The Side Chick
Romanceside chick: the other woman; also known as the mistress; a female that is neither a male's wife or girlfriend who has relations with the male while he is in another relationship Copyright ○ 2015 by Camryn Brown. All Rights Reserved.
