There's More To Life: The Velvet Rope

Chapter Ten: Cheater.

Justice in MM

" Girlfriend, let me give you something

I know that you love him, but you should've saw him last night.

You ain't his girlfriend anymore that I am

I know you see him, but girl you really should've saw him last night..."

Girlfriend x Victoria Beckham

P H E N I X

I woke up with a warm hand on my dick. I look over and smile at my dude, Justice. He had a smile on his face....I guess I put it down last night. His waves glistened in the sunlight and his skin looked like chocolate. We started talking just before our championship game, but I had my eye on him since I saw him on the football field during orientation. People know I'm engaged to Tate but don't know I'm fucking with Justice.

I prefer it that way, of course...

"Good Morning baby" his deep voice boomed even though he wasn't talking loud, as he stretched.

"Good Morning" I got up to stretch. I checked to see if I had any messages from Tate.

I don't.

Weird. He sends me good morning messages every morning. He's probably in another country sleeping.

I went in the bathroom to brushed my teeth and wash my face, then went downstairs to make us some breakfast. I decided to make my famous french toast with some sausage, bacon, and eggs. Something to work off later. Moschino's gonna be mad because he cant have any...I swear my french toast is like crack. I was beating some eggs when Brandon decided to facetime me.

"Wassup?" I answered. I could tell he just woke up. It's 7 something in Cali so yeah.

"I had a dream that you were cheating on Tate and what not, so I had to call and tell you that Moschino will fuck you up if you ever decide to . K, Bye" he hung up the phone while I stood there like a deer in headlights.

Sometimes I hate that my brothers and I can read each other.

"BABY!" Justice called from upstairs. He had to yell, since this house is massive.

"YEAH!"

He didn't answer back.

I turned the eggs down and ran back upstairs to see what he wanted. When I got back to the room I saw putting on his briefs. He looked back at me and nodded towards my dresser.

"You might wanna put your ring on...." he said sliding on his joggers.

I looked at my dresser and my heart stopped. My eyes were fixated on the ring and my body was stuck.

"Phenix you good bruh?" he laughed but then got serious when he noticed MY ring was already on my finger.. He picked up the ring and gasped. "Shit" he mumbled.

Shit was right. I'm in it DEEP.

This isn't the way I wanted Tate to find out I'm not in love with him anymore...

T A T E

I decided to put my engagement ring on his dresser and walk away because I fought to hard for my successful career for it go down in flames because of a fight. I left the house and took my private jet to Cali. There were times on the jet that I wanted to just let the tears flow but my mom always told me since I was a little queen not to cry over a man.

But still, how could he do this to me? I mean, All I did was love him....I gave him all of me. We never argued over anything and if we did it was over who gets to take a shower first, ultimately we'd take one together. I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with him. I thought we'd grow old together and watch our kids.....FUCK OUR KIDS! WE HAVE BABIES FOR CHRIST SAKES! This nigga was willing to take the chance to fuck all of that up, and he might've just did. I don't wanna end things completely with him because he cheated....I'm guessing with the same person multiple times because I'm willing to fight for our relationship.