His Lifetime Rider

Chapter SIX

Chapter Six- Tiffany "Tiff"

"Open up, it's Miami police department." I hear loud banging and yelling at my front door. Police department? The hell could the police want at this time of fucking morning? I questioned wiping my eyes as I rolled over to see Kevin not there as usual, I rolled my eyes and proceed to get out the bed and open the door.

Knocks roared through the house again. "I'm coming ! Shit." I hollered making my way downstairs.

I snatched the door open while holding my robe together. "Yes officers, how may I help you this lovely early morning?" I questioned with a lot of sarcasm in my voice. "Is Kevin Anderson here?" I raised my eyebrow. "No he's not, why are you looking for my husband?"

"We have an warrant out for his arrest ma'am, do you mind if we check around?" I cocked my head to the side.

"Why? You think I'm lien? The hell I gotta lie for? He's not fucking here, we've got into a argument and he's been gone since, now if you could leave that would be nice." I said slamming the door in their faces as I rushed upstairs to grab my phone.

Fuck the fuck have he got his self into now. Fucking dumb ass nigga.

I snatched my phone off the bed and quickly dialed his number. The phone rang, rang and ranged. "You've reached Kev, making boss moves catch me later." I rolled my eyes at his corny ass voicemail and hung up. I tapped my nails constantly on my phone trying to figure out who I could call to get in touch with this stupid ass nigga.

"Bingo, Josh ass."  I quickly scrolled through my messages looking for Josh's number. After I read through a few threads I finally found Josh's and called.

"What's up?" I heard after the third ring. "Hey Josh, have you seen my dumbass of a husband Kev?" He sat there quiet. "Josh tell that mothafucker the police out looking for him ! I don't know what the fuck he done did, but he better call me and get to explaining some shit real fucking quit or he will regret it." I hung up the phone and shook my head.

I don't know why I'm even worried about what his ass got going on. I sat on the bed a minute watching my phone to see if he will call and let me know what's up.

After five long ass minutes of waiting he didn't call. Not a fucking surprise. Fuck this shit, done getting treated like a side bitch with a ring. I looked at my ring then slowly slide it off my finger and laid it on the nightstand.

I walked into our walk-in closet took my suitcases down from the top shelf and started packing my belongings up.

I'm sick of all the shit Kevin does but most of all he doesn't think he doing anything wrong and that's not the type of person I wanna spend the rest of my life with.

"I'm on the way"

I grabbed a few of my bag taking them to my car throwing them into the bag seat.
Once I grabbed my last bag, I locked the house up. I placed my forehead on the front door as a tear slid down my cheek reaching my neck. I never expected to be leaving this house, the house I built with my husband the house we were suppose to have babies in, watch them grow into young adult, sit and watch each other grow old. Death due ya apart.

But he so caught up in his own ways now none of that can or will happen. I was his rider but he was driving me in the wrong direction. I lifted my head off the door and wiped my tears away.

Walking backwards to my car as I watched the house. I sighed, threw my last bag into the passenger seat and climbed in while cranking my car.

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Christoper "Chris"

"What have I told you about just popping up at my house?" I spoke with a stern voice annoyed as hell.

"Baby I miss you, stop being mad now. I said I was sorry now let's make up." Brittany said grabbing me through my shorts. I pushed her hand away.

"Ain't no making up Brittany, this shit is really over this time. I'm a grown ass man, I don't have time for the games or any other bullshit you're on."

"Omg ! Why are you acting like a female?!" She threw her hands up getting frustrated with me. I chuckled.

"Just get out, please." I was done talking with her, and beyond aggravated. "Whatever, you'll be calling me soon." She rolled her eyes and headed towards the door. I plopped down on the couch, I head her open the front door.

"Oh this why you acting funny ?!" I heard Brittany yell from the door. I quickly jumped up to see who was at the door.

Tiffany. With bags in her hands & hurt written all over her face.

"Who the fuck is she Chris?" Brittany yelled putting her hand in Tiffany's face. "Aye man chill the fuck out." I said moving her hand and sliding her to the side while grabbing the bags out of Tiffany's hands.

"Chill out? Fuck you mean chill out?! You got another bitch coming over here and shit, you got me fucked up!" She poked me in the forehead.

"Brittany chill the fuck out before you make me do some shit I'm gonna regret, you know what the fuck it is between us. NOTHING, now stop being stupid and proceed to fucking leave like you was doing before." I sat Tiffany bags by the sofa.

"You got any more bags?" She shook her head no. I pulled her inside while shutting the door in Brittany's face.

Tiffany stood there with her arms folded across her chest as she waited on an explanation.

"Crazy ass ex. Just thinking she can fuck me over whenever she wants. Say sorry give me head then boom everything's better. But not this go around, I'm too grown to be playing these type of games, I know what I want in life and I'm not getting any younger. Now what's up what you doing here with all these bags?" She stood there looking at me.

Few seconds after staring at me for awhile she broke down crying. I went over and pulled her into my arms.

I already knew, she told me bits and pieces about her relationship with her 'husband'. I seen how broken this good women was and I just wanna help build her up, get her back to her happy place, see her glow.

That's my mission to get her glowing. A woman like her deserves it.

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