Swapped

Chapter 16

Marcus

I drove for about two hours trying to get my thoughts and emotions together. I had my 48 sitting in the passenger's seat. My hands shook as I held the steering wheel I felt like a punk. That nigga played me like a sucka. She played me like one. It was obvious she had no intention of telling me until she found out she was pregnant and had no choice. I wasn't losing a wife but my life. I didn't have family Joy was it and I truly loved her so much. She was everything to me and I never thought I could feel this much pain and especially because of her. I mean she was the perfect woman. We didn't argue because we agreed on everything. We enjoyed each other's company. I just can't believe she did this. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel as a fresh batch of tears fell. And this nigga Rodney I laughed to myself as I looked at the whole picture had been smiling in my face this whole time like we cool and shit knowing he smashed my wife. I felt ill as I looked down at my shaking hands. I almost killed that bitch! As much as I hated her right now I knew the baby was innocent and I meant it no harm. I had mixed feelings, Joy was not innocent he didn't rape her she said so herself. Still though Rodney and him had went balling several times since the incident and they occasionally worked out together as well. He had even given him advice right after the incident because Joy seemed distant. Now he knew why it was because of what they had done together. Had they met after that? Did she love him? Was he better was his dick bigger? Was he laughing in his head the whole time I confided in him? He got me fucked up I concluded as I pulled up in his driveway. There was only one light on in the two story home and I aint see no car in the garage. I walked around the house trying the windows and the doors no luck. I went back and I waited in my car for him to pull up and when he did little did he know it was night night. I gripped my gun as I thought about squeezing the trigger. My phone buzzed again and I knew it was Joy. What the fuck you won't I thought to myself as I declined the call. Then I thought about Summer. I had her number on speed dial I called. She answered on the second ring and she sounded aggravated. "Marcus what's up" she asked

"Yo I need to talk to you man, you busy" I knew from the sound of my voice she would already know something was wrong. She sounded very concerned when she said "Marcus is it Joy what's going on." I laughed at her concern for Joy. "She fine, but I'm in front of Rodney's house and I need you to give me a reason not to blow his head off." I was serious as a heart attack too. She was silent then finally she said "Marcus what is going on" I sighed then I just spat it out.

"Joy pregnant Summer" I said flatly and sat quietly waiting for her to respond.

"Congr-...but you can't have kids" there was silence as she tried putting two and two together. I could almost hear her brain working. "Oh wait how far is she along" she asked her voice was shaky at this point.

"Summer you know how far she is because you know when it happen" I replied.

"Marcus this better be a fucking joke! Are you serious!" she screamed into the phone. "Oh I see headlights Yeah this that nigga now." I opened my car door and got out as Rodney swerved into the driveway. I aint even let him get out the car. I heard Summer saying "Wait Marcus it's-" but I hung up in her ear walking up to the car and opened fire. I wanted to see him up close and personal in fact I wanted to put the gun in his mouth and pull the trigger. This nigga played me like a sucka ass muthafucka. You went and slept with my wife while I'm in the same house nigga. My girl was a good girl and she was innocent. The thought of her being with another man made me see red. He probably was dead already but I admit I was looking forward to putting a bullet in his head. I snatched the car door open and fired two more times before I realized what I had done "Oh God Summer!"