#3 :: Royal By Name, Loyal By Blood Pt. 3

3.

Joziah's Wife

EVA.

"So her name is Nayah?" I asked him as I walked towards him.

I knew he came to his man cave for peace and quiet but I was past caring.

"What?" He looked like he didn't know what I was talking about but I could see it in his eyes; he knew.

"The new girl. The girl you've fallen for. Her name is Nayah."

"I don't know what you be talkin' about Eva."

"Oh, so why did you keep saying her name when you was blowing my back out."

He started choking on his drink.

"I did not!"

"Yeah you did. How else would I know her name?"

I knew her name already to be honest. I saw him bring her back to the house once, so I went to expose his ass. I decided to watch because nothing was going on; they were just drinking. Then he took her through to the bedroom. I had never seen the room look like this. I had designed the house including this one. He made it into a sex room. I don't know why but I had to watch. I had to see what was going to happen. He fucked her like he had never fucked before. He ate her out so good, nigga had me wishing it was me in there. He only ever used to eat me if I gave him head. Even when I do that now he doesn't bother. He fucked her all night long. I had enough so I went back to the house. I was hurt. Not only did I catch him but he acted as if I didn't live seconds away!

Sleep evaded me that night, I was just awake thinking what did I do to deserve this? I went back there hoping she had left. Hoping she was just a fuck. No such luck. I walked over only to see she was asleep and saw him wake her up by eating her out again. Then they fucked some more. He even took her to the bathroom where I imagined they fucked and showered. Just the thought about that day had me fucked up. He then went out of town not long after that day so I never had the chance to bring it up.

"Look, Eva..." Joziah said taking me out of my thoughts.

I cut him.

"No. I'm not finna hear yo bullshit. I'm not listening. You on the other hand, you GON listen to me. I done got shot and can't have kids because of you. I did four years in jail because of you. I can't get a job because of my criminal record because of you. My family disowned me because of you. My friends thought I deserved better and when I cussed them out they stopped talking to me...because of you. I had to uproot and become EVA FUCKING JONES BECAUSE OF YOU. The least you could do is love me like a husband should. But no. You always out there fucking bitches and then have the cheek to be fallin' for them. You musta had memory loss, because you know what happened when you fell for Sabrina yet here you are falling for this NAYAH chick. I got nothing to lose RICO so keep testing me."

I was mad as hell but most of all I was heartbroken. I wanted him to love me like he used to; like his life depended on it, but he didn't.

I lost him the day he fell for Sabrina. When I killed the bitch it only made things worse. He was a good husband for a while but I could tell he missed her and was upset I killed her. Sure enough him being a good husband didn't last long because he went back to his cheating ways again.

"I'm not feeling the way you be blaming me for everything SAVANNAH..." Joziah said. That was my real name. He continued. "...If I remember correctly I was the bad boy you wanted but yo parents didn't want you knowing. They gave you an ultimatum. Me or them. YOU chose me. I never forced you to. Yo fake ass friends would curse me out every day to you but stayed hittin' up my line tryna fuck me behind yo back, yet I never did! So when you told them a few home truths and they didn't like it and stopped talking to you, it was a blessing and you ain't even know it! I have said it a million times and I'ma say it again. I am sorry they found you and shot you. I am grateful for you riding my bird. I told you that you don't need a job... that you could work as my partner in the gym doing the books you said NO!! If you had I could have started putting money into an account for you so you could eventually open up yo own business. You uprooted with me because you wanted to. You wanted to be MRS EVA FUCKING JONES... You know what. This is the last time I'm gon have you throw this in my face. Let me hear you bring this up one more time. I will leave you the house and some money and I'm out." He barked after me.

"Out? Out where? Listen to me you son of a bitch. You ain't going nowhere. Try leave me if you want but you forgetting I know everything there is to know about you. I will sing like a bird if you think you can up and leave me. You can stay and be miserable just like me in this sham of a marriage." And with that I walked out.

I was fed up. I truly was. A couple times, it had crossed my mind to take the money, buy a new identity and start again in Mexico or somewhere. Joziah was so ungrateful. Any guy would have loved to be with me. Well... before I put on weight. I'm five eight, with a body that people pay for. I have a very small waist with average perky breasts but my lower half is what the brothers' fall for. I'm as thick as they come. Big ass like Nicki Minaj and thick thighs to go with it. It's all mine. My problem at the moment is that my face, neck and stomach have started getting fatter so I don't like how I look. Nothing a little bit of gym can't fix; I wasn't born to be chubby.

My momma was from Barbados and my daddy was from Nigeria. I missed them. I wish I had listened. It's cool though. Just like Sabrina I will deal with Nayah. The funny thing is that I give them a chance. I let them know who I am. Whatever move they make after that is up to them. Sabrina decided she would still fuck Joziah... so I cut her up. Literally. I heard the door slam taking me out of my thoughts. I went to look and saw Joziah driving off. I was glad he was gone. That's the only time I have peace of mind.

I decided to work out in the gym in our house. I hardly use it but thought I may as well, especially with this weight gain. My house was my dream house and when I first moved in here I loved it. It was after a while I realised this was just a way to keep me busy whilst Joziah could live the whoring life he lived.

I spent about two hours in the gym then I decided to have a long shower. When I got out I heard the doorbell ring. I wasn't sure who it was because other than deliveries the doorbell never rang. I was still in my towel but went and answered the door, maybe it was my knight in shining armour ready to take me away.

I opened the door to see this very, very pretty woman on the other side smiling. She looked a bit like Lauren London they had the same complexion and deep dimples. She was quite short and she had hazel or green eyes or the both combined. She had long curly hair. She looked like a breath of fresh air. I noticed her smile fall a bit when she realised I was clearly not who she was looking for. Then it hit me. It was the girl from the house. This was Nayah.

"Hello. Can I help you?" I asked.

"Erm. I think I got the wrong address."

"Who was it you're looking for sweetie?"

"Joziah Jones."

"Oh no you have the right address. Come on in."

She looked like she wasn't sure if she should come in or not. I smiled at her. I think my smiled seemed genuine because she came in. I closed the door behind me and smiled. This should be interesting.

"Joziah just left if I'm honest with you. But I'm glad you came by. Took me a minute to remember who you were you see... now that you not naked fucking my husband; you look somewhat decent."

"Pardon?"

"Of course. Joziah wouldn't have told you about me. No. He never does. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Eva Jones. Joziah's wife."

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