Lacey

Her

I walk in the house, its quiet.. too quiet.

"Baaaaaabe!! I'm home." I announced my presence. No response. I put my stuff down on the couch. 'I know he's home, I saw his car in the driveway.' I thought.

I walk down the hall, my heels clacking behind me. I peek inside the door & is immediately disgusted by the sight. i stood there in awe as I saw Yukon, my husband, the love of my life, fucking some broad in my sheets. In my bed. In my house!

The girl saw me, I assumed. "Yo, Yu? The fuck is this bitch?!" she spat.

I giggled. "This bitch? This bitch pay the bills in this motherfucker. This bitch? Is married to the dirty motherfucker you fucking." I spat back. Yukon sighed, knowing he was caught in his bullshit. He didn't even turn around.

I walked down the hall, and stopped on my tracks to add, "Oh yeah! And this bitch is giving you three minutes to get the fuck up out my house before she call the fucking pigs!"

I walked out the front door & drove. I drove so I wouldn't cry.

*two hours later*

I knock on the door until my mother comes and answers. I walked right past her into the room me and my sister used to share. I put my head in my pillow.

"They were all right.." I said.

My phone began to vibrate. Its screen read "Forever Yu 😘❤️👫👌". I declined the call and allowed my thoughts to take me into a deep sleep.