Snakes Of Love

8. Drunken Asshole

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I've been sleepless for hours.

The same image kept appearing in my head every time I closed my eyes. I rolled my tired eyes to my phone which was held tightly in right my hand. I tapped the home button making my phone light up burning my eyes, I hated when that happened. Pressing my thumb on the home button letting it take my fingerprint, once  was in I went to photos and stared at the picture. My phone started vibrating uncontrollably and cover with contact Son of a Bitch.                                                                                                                                                                                                  

I rolled my eyes knowing once then I answered the call I wouldn't be able to end it because of hacker shit. I held while it buzzed waiting for it to go to voicemail.

"Hello Tempe." Carlos face popped up on the screen.

"Holy fuck!" I eyes widened and me blood froze. All the while Carlos patient face laid on his pillow staring at my shocked place.

"Why are you still awake Tempe." he said in a husky voice obviously as tired as I was.

"Why am I still awake!" I said feeling my blood heat up in my body. "You sent me a photo of my lover getting a lap dance from a filthy whore! I'm worried sick! You fucken son of a bitch."

After a moment he replied with a straight face. "Your lover? Tempe, please. You don't know him at all."

"Hang up." I ordered. "Hang up or I'm shooting this phone to fucken pieces."

"As you wish." 

"Well yeah I do wish and-" He did not just hang up on me.

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I didn't sleep that night, I keep myself running on coffee throughout the day. I haven't called Joseph yet, I was racking my brains on how to approach the topic. I knew Joseph was going to be busy so waited until the day was done.

The ringing sound vibrated against me ear twice before it stopped, gladly being replaced with my boyfriend's voice. 

"I missed for loving voice sweetheart." Was the first thing he said said making me blush. There was no way in hell I was going to Joseph I blushed at his voice.

"I've missed you too." I said in a sweet voice, not actually thinking about how much I missed him but that whore instead. There was an awkward pause which was unusual for the both of us.

"Did you fuck her?" Those were the only words I managed to say and I'm glad I did, I've always been start to the point.

"What?" 

"DID. YOU. FUCK. HER.?" I slurred in the phone feeling my blood heat up and my nostril flare. I was about to blow my fucken head off it he didn't answer me. 

"Fuck who?" He played dumb.

"The fucken whore giving you a fucken lap dance in the fucken photo on my FUCKEN PHONE!" I banged my hands into the wall causing rushing pain in my wrist.

He didn't answer. "I swear to god Joseph don't you dare play dumb or I'm be in Florida in the next fucken hour."

"Sweetheart I don't think that's possible." He chuckled.

My blood sparked over the top. "JOSE-"

"Calm down sweetheart." He said in a calming voice. "I lost a bet and that was the deal."

His voice was so calming I almost forgot why I angry. "A lap dance." I crossed my arms over my chest wishing he could see my face, my angry face. My angry face was, to me, a scary face i practice in the mirror whenever I threatened someone.

He started laughing. "I'm imagining your angry face right now."

"Joseph, this is not funny." I hissed.

"I bet you have your hands crossed too." He continued to laugh at me. My breath increased feeling the stream coming out of my nostrils. His laughter faded we he said. "I would never cheat on you sweetheart."I sighed not completely convinced.

 "Sweetheart you are the most beautiful and sexiest lady I know and will ever know." His voice sounding more convincing. "You're so fucken independent and I swear I get a fucken boner thinking about you firing you gun." 

I chuckled at his remake, he continued. "Baby, you know I love and there is no way in hell I would ever cheat on you, ever. I love you so fucken much sweetheart." I actually felt my heart warm up realizing I had been acting irrational.            

"Why are you acting so insecure about this? You're normally so badass about you sexy body. Where did you get that picture you're talking about from." He questioned.

"One, did you see her tits. Two, I know I'm sexy but c'mon look at her tits! And three, yeah, a random number sent it to me. Out of area." I lied smoothly on the last one.

"Oh, okay sweetheart." He seemed convinced enough. "Was scolding me the only reason you called or did you happened to miss me in anyway."

"I miss you." I said in childish voice like five year old. "And I'm vewy sowy."

"Aw...sweetheart I forgive you. As long as you promise to know you beautiful Temperance." He said warming my heart even more. 

Smiling I said. "I'm sorry Joseph. I love you." 

"I love you too sweetheart."

We talked for hours after that before the call ended and I sighed feeling a bit disappointed as I placed the phone on my nightstand. I laid on my back staring at the ceiling for a moment feeling nothing but happiness in my veins. The vibration of my phone alerting me again of a message, lazily I reached out for my phone and grinned seeing it was from Joseph.

"Miss this?"  

 It was a picture of Joseph smiling at the camera, he such a pussy sometimes. I took a selfie sending the same message to him. I leaned back on my bed frame waiting for a reply, he was taking too long to reply and I wasn't getting any sleepier. I stretched out my arm reaching for my laptop on Joseph's side of the bed. I popped the laptop opened and me screen was brightened without me turning it on. 

Moans filled the room and so did the grunts of a male. Body parts hopped up and down as it was squeezed hard and kissed into. The moans grew louder as the thrust increased in depth and rate. The giver grunts grew as loud as the receiver's moans when they both reached their climax. They both reached climax.

My everything froze.

 My mind. My heart. My blood. My eyes as it took at the two people fucking at the screen. I can't even say I felt my heart break because I couldn't fell anything. The only thing moving was the tears flowing down my eyes. I didn't fell the tears until they landed on my wrist and rolled off them.

Joseph continued his quest with increasing confidence with his men chanting him on. He finished in the whores mouth, holding her head still, choking her, as moaned loudly giving Javier a high-five.

"UGH!!!!!" I roared loudly.

I throw the laptop across the room and watched it slam into the wall making a deep dent. But the sound wouldn't stop. I could still hear the moans, the grunts, and the fucken cheers those bitches were making. I grabbed my gun from the nightstand firing at the laptop multiple times killing it completely until everything shut up. Even when it was done I just kept firing, felling stupid, ugly, weak, once again I felt weak. It was like I wasn't mad at Joseph but made at my self for not being good enough. I still haven't avenged my father and I can't even keep my man. I wept the entire night, through out the next day and the day after that and the week ahead. 

I head was pounding.

My heart was killing me.

I was losing it.

I was losing.