You told me you loved me....( Prodigy ) <Discontinued Until Further Notice

The Drama Starts

(5:42 a.m.)

                     The doorbell rang, waking me up. Who could be here at this time? It's only so early, and an hour before I wake the kids. After what happened I need my sleep. Craig poked at me, "Aren't you going to answer that?" I glared at him and got out of bed. "That ass though..." I heard him mumble. "That you are not going to get though..." I mocked. I ran downstairs and opened the door. There stood Chresanto, the father of my youngest child. Now you know my secret. You see, ever since Craig cheated on me I was determined to hurt him too. This was before the abuse started. I was hurt that he fucked my best friend Bahja and he apologized and I took him back. Then Craig went behind my back and kept having the affair. I found out and left him with the kids. He begged me that I came back, so I did. After that I became pregnant with CJ. To my suprise, Craig didn't learn his lesson and kept the affair going throughout my pregnancy. Soon, after I gave birth I kept  the competition going. But instead I ended up pregnant with Corhan Lorenzo August.

                           My mouth fell open. "Oh my God." Chresanto's face had a slight burn mark and he looked tired and helpless. In his arms was a little curled up body. My baby, from a man I really do love. I quickly took him in my arms. "Cory?, Baby?" I rubbed his soft plump cheek. My little two year old. Chresanto looked at me with tears in his eyes and whispered. "I just lost my house, it burned down. I don't want to lose my son. Please take me in until I'm on my feet." He looked down. I could feel the embarrasment radiating off of him. He looked me in the eyes. "Please?" "You don't have to ask. Come, come." I said. He followed me up to the Guest room. "I'll be back." He nodded as I handed him Corhan. I ran into our room and told Craig what happened. Even though he hated Chresanto with a passion he was concerned and Cory was like a son to him. He got up quicly and went to help out Chresanto. I grabbed one of Craig's pants, shirts,underwear, and a clean towel with socks. I ran a bath for him and let him get comfortable. Craig already finished with Cory, and he was asleep. I can't stay with Chresanto now, can I?

                            Morning came and I was tired. I also needed to help my two men get settled and feel comfortable. I made Craig promise to be nice to Chresanto until he was back on his feet. He's amazing at holding grudges, trust me. I rolled over in bed and growled. Craig took my phone and I saw him call my job. "God Craig, what are you doing?" He ignored me and walked into the bathroom. "Yes, can I speak to Mr. Rogers?......Okay....Just let him know my wife, Christelle can't come in today. She's sick......Yeah, okay, Thanks." He looked at me and said "Your Welcome," he smiled and walked away. Why is he in such a good mood? I yawned and rolled back to my previous position. SMACK! I jumped up and yelped, of course it was Craig who smacked my ass. "Okay! I'm up, I'm up..." I mumbled. 

                                I walked into the bathroom and did my normal shower and brushed my teeth. I was still sleepy but my kids needed to be at school and Chresanto needs my help. I sighed, today will be long. I slipped on my laced duo from Victoria Secrets, a white v-neck, and some black sweatpants. I grabbed a hoodie and put it on. Then I slipped on my Oreo's 5. I wrapped my hair in a bun and quickly made it downstairs before Craig gets antsy, and I don't need Chresanto seeing me being beat. He'll interfere, then get kicked out. I don't want anything happening to him. I began to cook eggs, bacon,pancakes, and waffles. Then I pulled out a big box of Orange Juice and set everything on the table. Craig came downstairs with Chresanto. God he looked like a Sex God in a suit. I stared at Chresanto until Craig kissed me on the cheek. "Hey" "Huh, oh hi" I smiled at him and my face went red when I noticed Chresanto checking me out. I guess Craig saw because he tensed up. "I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. He was mad, I knew it. I got down on my knees and asked him "Do you need it?" He shook his head and his face softened. I slowly got up and kept looking down. Any minute now I should be getting slapped. 

                                Instead I was pinned to the wall and he kissed me. I think I like when he acts like this better. I smiled in the kiss and begged him to calm down. He actually let me touch his face. The first time since he first hit me. I was scared at first but then he let me carress his cheek and hug him and just hold him. It was emotional for me, so I cried. He held me and gently rubbed my back. I flinched at his touch then I slowly relaxed. I haven't felt his sincere touch in a long time. This was all meaningful to me. Is this a new beggining?