Discontinued: If Loving You Is Wrong 3

Casha

"Let's talk."

"I don't have anything to say to you Jr."

After mama went in on Jr the other night, he's been MIA. Now, here he is standing in front of me. Now he wants to talk. Now he wants to hear what I have to say after he cut me off years ago for nothing. After he tried to kill me in front of my daughter.

He walks past me letting himself inside anyway. The children were put to bed hours ago. I was about to run to the car to get my bag out until I opened the door and Jr was standing there.

"First I want to apologize for putting my hands on you."

"You should be saying that in front of your children. Don't apologize to me. You meant it. You probably would've pulled the trigger if T never came in."

"You right. I wanted to pull the trigger and end yo life for fucking up mine. You took 5 years away from me. You brought that nigga into our life. You knew what he was doing. You choose him over me. You fucked me over for some nigga." My mouth halfway drops open at the words coming out of his mouth.

"You the one who cheated Jr! You're the one who fucked me over. I didn't know shit about what Malik was doing! I guess I should have because apparently the only way a nigga loves me is when he's getting something out of it, when it's beneficial for him. You swore up and down you loved me Jr but cheated not one time but too many fucking times to count. I was just who you came home to, who you could play house with until you got caught. I could've set yo ass up for all the shit you put me through but I didn't because I was still stupid and foolish as fuck for still loving yo ass after all the bullshit. And for you to cut me off clean and dry was fucked up."

He stands there and looks me in my eyes. "Damn." He says then sits down. I stand there with my arms crossed. He knows he fucked up. He spent all this damn time being angry as fuck for no reason. "That nigga knew too much shit Cay. He told me you was the source."

"He lied to you Jr. You was the damn source. I told yo ass not to fool with him. It's gone be fine and all that shit was the response I got from you and that bitch Makayla was tied in it to. Did you know that? Did you go after her too! The bitch you had in yo home, the bitch you had around my damn son, and the bitch you choose over me the night you slept with her in Cali. Jr I swear to God you got me all the way fucked up coming back like that. I have half the mind to charge yo ass."

"Do it then."

"Don't tempt me."

"I already lost five years a lil more wont hurt." I roll my eyes. "If we would've had this conversation five years ago shit would've been so much smoother. You would've known I was pregnant with our daughter. Rather than seeing her for the first time with fear in her eyes watching her father attempt to kill her mother."

He chuckles as if any of this shit is funny, "Attempted murder Cay? I had every opportunity to pull the trigger as soon as I stepped inside."

"Why didn't you then Jr? Go get the gun and let's try this again. I would have rather been dead or laid up in the hospital with a bullet wound than for Jayden and Caliyah to see that and know that their father is a bad man in their words. You should be ashamed of yourself. Your children hate you and are scared of you. Give yourself a round of applause Jr."

"Do you hate me Cay?" After all these years he's still able to play these mind games. "Yes."

"You sure? Because I think if you did you would've been pressed charges against me. You wouldn't be standing here proving your innocence. You wouldn't be so hurt by it. After all these years you held on to some. Maybe it was the kids."

"It's not any of that. I left after that shit with you. This is my first time back in five years. I moved on with my life. Caliyah and Jayden are thriving and so is my career. No one knew a thing about where I was except mama. She called to talk to Jayden all the time. I've been happy all these years without you."

"Why they ain't know about Caliyah?"

"Because I choose not to tell them. It was a struggle at first trying to do Law school and raise two children but I did it and I didn't you need or anyone else around to help, to cheat, to create unnecessary drama. I don't need you now. I thought it would've been nice once you were out of jail to allow your children to see you. To get to know you. But now they don't want anything to do with you. I don't know how you're going to fix this or if you can fix this Jr but you have two days then we're going back to our regularly scheduled lives."

"You don't need me Cay?" He asks now standing up. "I haven't and don't need you." I say reinforcing all the shit I just said. "You don't?" He questions standing directly in front of me. "No."

"Why you leave?"

"Why you take someone else word over mine?"

"I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"

"No."

"How you expect my children to forgive me if you can't?"

"That's not my issue. It's yours. I don't blame them for how they feel about you. They thought you were Superman before that. You ruined it, like you ruined everything else."

"You always had a way to make the words that came out of your mouth so vile. You showing me this mad ass woman but deep down inside I know the Cay that loves me is still in there."

"She died the day you cut me off. Sorry not sorry. Can you back up before they wake up and think you're trying to kill me again."

"No."

"Jr move."

"No Casha. I'm not done talking to you."

"You can talk from over there." He lifts my face up with his index finger. "I'm done being mad. You should be too. I don't know what I need to do to fix any of this but I'm going to try and I promise I won't ever hurt you like I did. I know this shit won't be over tonight or in two damn days but I'm willing to shoot my shot if you let me." As his lips touch mine with a sudden spark tingling our lips.