Part 2

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I just had sex with someone else without even considering or even thinking at all about how Melissa would feel about this shit. I was just thinking about how incredible it felt lawd that woman put it on me. That woman sucked the soul out of me like damn she got my head all fucked up. Like man fuck I can't even think straight. But I'm really thinking I should tell her the truth cause I really don't wanna lie to her. Then again should I do something crazy like getting drunk then putting something in my drink that will make me have to go to the hospital making her think I was out drinking and somebody stranger put a substance in my drink. She wouldn't think I would do some crazy shit like that myself. And yes I am that crazy to do that but at the same time I know I can't live with that lie and I will only having to end up telling her the truth anyway. Damn I don't know what I'm going to do the longer I wait the worst I'm going to have it when she finds out or if I tell her the truth.

My phone steady ringing off the hook ugh I guess I got to tell her even though my mom probably will have to start planning my funeral.

I finally answered the phone.

"Hello," I said.

"Hello," Melissa replied sadly.

The way she responded I can tell she had been doing a lot of crying cause she sounded so sad. Now I'm really regretting what I did and I know I will wish I never fucked with Shanequa when Melissa is done with my ass, I thought.

"I have something..." I swallowed hard. "To tell you," I said scared to tell her.

"Okay tell me," Melissa said.

"I can't tell you over the phone it have to be face to face."

"Okay I'm home come and tell me," Melissa said then hung up.

I think she can tell there is really nothing wrong with me, and that its something I did and not something that actually went wrong.

I called her back cause I thought about how I was going to get there, 

"Yeah," Melissa answered firmly but softly at the same time.

"I need a ride."

"I'll tell my aunt to go and get you," Melissa said quickly and hung up.

Yeah she's really upset with me I might as well start planning my own damn funeral. I've been a whole damn hypocrite I done did the same shit I hated niggas to do to me be unfaithful and do the shit on purpose, cause I know I was hurting her. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. I know I'm going to regret this with everything in me. I'm going to be missing out on a good love because I fucked over her. Don't miss a good thing til its gone and boy she gone make my ass pay I just know it...and Shanequa too she claimed Melissa didn't deserve the hurt Keisha had caused but she knew Melissa was with me and she still fucked me. There is really no pointing fingers because both of our asses was in the wrong.

Ten minutes had passed I heard a loud horn blow four times right outside my door. I grabbed my phone and keys walking out the house seeing it was Maria in a black Ford Fusion my dream car. I locked the door and got in the car.

"Hey," I spoke to her.

"Hey, you know Melissa is really worried about you right?" Maria replied backing out of the driveway.

"Yes I know."

"So what's going on?"

"I have something to tell her," I said sadly.

"Well good luck with whatever you have to tell her cause by the sound of your voice and the fact that she told me to come and get you instead of her coming I can tell this ain't gonna be nothing pretty," Maria said looking back and forth from me to the road.

I sat there silent the rest of the way. After I got out the car Maria blowed her horn til Melissa came to the door then she left again.

Melissa didn't even look at me she just went back into the house. I don't think Maria leaving me alone with her is a good idea but hell I'm the one fucked up so I got to face the consequences I gotta own up to my bullshit.

I followed behind her as she went into her room. She turned on the light, got in her bed where there’s a big box of Kleenex tissue and a small garbage can filled with used tissue next to the bed.

She finally looked at me but the look on her face was deadly. Man if looks could kill I would be dead on some real nigga shit.

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