Looking for Revenge

FRIDAY (I)

4 days earlier
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6:06am

They say when a woman cheats it's emotionally motivated, right? Or that she was mentally done a long time ago. Well how about when the woman thinks shit is all good in the relationship until they find out their man fucked another woman. Another BITCH. I've always been the type of woman who said I'd leave a nigga if I ever found out that he cheated on me. And I've been here before in the past. Yet here I am, tears continuously flowing down my face, this damn knot in my throat. Just salty as shit. I've been packing and unpacking my bags all damn day.

I'm not going no fucking where. His ass needs to leave. He the one that fucked up. How the hell do you accidentally fuck a bitch in your car? Like did she accidentally get in the passenger seat? Did you accidentally pull your dick out?

I'm convinced niggas don't even be thinking, just literally doing shit in the heat of the moment. I don't even know what to think or what I'm going to do.  I don't feel like dealing with this shit. I lowkey want to hear him out, but for now his ass needs to just stay at his homie's crib.

*ring ring*

I looked at my phone. It was my girlfriend Zhané calling. "Hello? Yeah bitch we definitely still going out tonight."

*
3:37pm

"Have a good weekend, Prussia. And thanks for picking up my shift for me on Monday evening!" My coworker said as we headed out of the building towards the parking lot.

"Thanks Tori, you too!" I replied and waved. "And no problem girl!"

It's been a long week of work and I'm just ready to turn up tonight. I'm not even trying to think about Tone and his cheating ass shenanigans. I've been playing it cool all day for work. But every time I stop and think about it I can feel myself tearing up again. I took my car keys from my purse, ready to hop in my car and speed home. Suddenly my boss approached me.

"Hey Prussia, great job with the patients today." She cheesed. "You really came through for the team and you're very helpful with the CNAs."

"Yeah, thanks Kathy. I really appreciate that and you know I love to step in and help at any time."

My Caucasian voice is definitely on a bean.

"Well, have a great weekend and don't do anything I wouldn't do." She said with sarcasm.

And what the fuck is that? Sit at home all weekend and watch Game of Thrones?

I laughed. "You too. I'll see you on Monday."

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4:21pm

"Biiittcchhh, no the fuck he didn't!" Zhané screamed on the other end of my phone.

I was stuck in traffic on my way home from work. I knew this was definitely a good time to let my girlfriend know what happened.

"Z, I'm not lying. This nigga passed out on the couch when he came in. I went back out to go park his car closer to the crib and I finds these stank ass panties under the fucking seat. Like how sloppy can you get!?"

"Right! Like how drunk was this nigga?"

"Sis, he wasn't that drunk. I mean he was sober enough to fuck some bitch and make it all the way back home. Niggas can't even cheat right. Like how the fuck you pull up with this simple ass piece of evidence left behind?"