Family Hustle : "I Am My Brother's Keeper"

Chapter Five : "To Caress or be Careless"

                                    -Yelana

          Splashing warm water from the shower onto my face makes me feel better. My eyes were tired after all that crying. And if Vincent even saw me all worked up about the previous argument he would throw a fit. Or would he even bother? It seems like all he cares about is his kids, he doesn't even say a word to me or kiss me like he used to. I feel worthless. Useless. Maybe he's just use to me.

I turn off the water and grab a towel. Wiping all the droplets from my body. I examine myself in the mirror. My figure was amazing, even with the baby bump, so I didn't understand why he didn't want to give me any attention. Men have been throwing themselves at me since I was Nycole's age, shit Cynn's age honestly. But I'm denying them for a man who won't even look my way. Speaking of the demon himself , he bursts in our master bedroom. He walks right past me to get to the restroom. I can tell he's been drinking. "Vincent" I call him . No response. "I need to talk to you" I say softly. No response. He flushes the toilet and washes his hands. "Vincent, sweetheart I really need to talk to you about our kids!" Still nothing as he walks off. I can't take this shit anymore. Walking up on him I just blurt out "Why can't you fucking just speak to me? I'm not invisible!" He looks at me like I'm crazy. "You need to talk to Nycole! She is out of her mind disrespecting me and Cynn tonight, and where were you huh? You were a whole hour late for dinner! Vincent your cheating on me aren't you?" From that question his eyes went from on me to the ground. He still hasn't said a thing. "You are aren't you?" I repeat . Still nothing. Tears start forming I just start pushing on him. Why wasn't he answering me ? "Vincent you go out and fuck other women but you can't even answer me you fucking stronzo!" Before I knew it, I was pushed down on the bed with his hand firmly pressed against my mouth. "Shut the fuck up Yelana! Don't you ever fucking question what the fuck I do, and don't you ever in your fucking life tell me what the fuck to do with my kids! Aight?" He says pushing my head further into the bed releasing my mouth. "Fuck you Vincent!" I scream. "Nah, that's what you want to do!" he shoots back. "I ain't even wanna take it there with you but, your always forcing shit Yelana!" . "Why can't you just be a normal man and come home and love me! Your wife! The mother of your children! Instead you want to be out there in the streets with these hood rats!" I scream at him. "So that's what this is about? Me giving you dick?" He yells at me. "This is about you being a husband to me Vincent" I say , "I am ya husband Yelena, I married you, let you have all my children and I put you in this big ass house and I ain't have to do none of that shit. I could have left ya ass in where I found you." Which was all true. I don't know where I would be if Vincent wasn't there for me when my father died. "Vincent, I'm going crazy in here. You don't talk to me, our children disrespect me and your out fucking whores all n-" I got cut off by his phone's ring tone. He looks at the phone then he looks back at me and I instantly jump for the phone and answer it. "Hello?" I say trying to be calm while Vincent is grabbing for his phone and a younger chick answers and says "Daddy , was you coming by tonight? I got it all wet for you baby." "Wtf Vincent!" I say throwing the phone at him. "Oh my god , get out ! Go to the little whore! Get the hell out!" With nothing to say back he rushes out the door. I guess that's more tears for me to drown in tonight .