BY DEMARCO'S STANDARDS (Part 5)

Ear Lashing

Cole and I stood there catching up with each other while Sam stood glaring at me with her arm's crossed. I wanted the conversation to go on forever to avoid Sam. Suddenly the door swung open and in marched my mother. Judging by her vile look somebody was in for it. Looking directly at me she growled to everyone in the room. "Everyone get the fuck out now. Except you Demarco Geneive Harper. You sit the fuck down".

Sam knew better than to challenge my mother so she quickly left but Cole laughed. "Oohhh, she's done called you by your middle name. She's gonna beat that ass".

Mom narrowed her eye's on Cole. "Sorry. Did I mention how hot you look today Mrs. Harper? You looking mighty fine". Cole said smoothly as I smirked.

"Cole, are you off your meds?" Mom asked irritable.

"Umm... I may have skipped a few". Cole mumbled. "But damn Mrs. Harper. If you ever get tired of that old man you know where to find me".

I laughed as my Pape darted in and gripped Cole around the back of his neck and jerked him out. "Stay the fuck away from my wife you little shit" Pape threatened as Cole snickered at ruffling his feathers. I knew Cole wasn't serious he just loved to irritate my parent's.

As they left mom slammed the door and looked at me. "Explain this shit". She snarled.

"Explain what"? I asked playing dumb.

"Demarco don't give me no shit. Your father has already set my temper off this morning by thinking he can control me. I'm planning a trip with a friend to Aruba without him and he's lost his marbles over it. So don't screw with me. What's going on with you and that girl?" She snapped.

I took a deep breath and thought maybe talking to her would help. "I don't know mom. I think I love her. It's hard to explain and at the same time I still love Sam but I feel pulled toward Ivy more".

Mom squeezed the bridge of her nose warding off a headache. "Stop it now Demarco. Sam is your wife and deserves better than that. Sam excepted you for you, built with you and made you into a man. I will not have her hurt by anyone. You either cut the shit with Ivy or you tell Sam. Until then stay away from Ivy. Your duty is to your wife first and foremost. I'm very disappointed in you Demarco. I didn't raise you like this. I can't tell you who to choose but please make sure your certain because you could loose the moon while counting the stars. Also don't linger this out. The sooner the better but I will say this I stand by Sam. If you choose to walk away from her she will forever be welcome into my home and in my eye's my daughter in law. Choose wisely because once it's done, it's done. Had your father ever cheated on me or chose another over me let's just say he wouldn't be alive to tell it. Be careful in what you wish for".

Damn. She was mad but I understood why. I was being a irresponsible dick. "Mom, I'm so confused".

"Yes, obviously you are. My best advice is to stay away from Ivy. As long as she's here you will stay confused and possibly fuck up. Plus not having contact with her may help you find the love you've lost for Sam. Focus on your marriage, not Ivy. In the meantime you need to find other living arrangements for Ivy. She's welcome to stay here until you do".

I nodded my head but before I could say more my Pape flung the door open and stood there glaring at my mom. His nostrils flared as if he was a dragon. "You fucking did it. You fucking booked a hotel after I forbid you to do so".

Mom busted out laughing. "There's that word forbid again. You can forbid me all you want but while your doing that you can also watch me get on that plane and go".

"Laney your inching your way closer to death each time you part your lips." My father seethed.

And here goes classic mom. She opens her mouth and whispers. "Inch". Then closes her mouth.

Opens mouth.

"Inch".

Closes mouth.

Opens mouth.

"Inch".

Closes mouth.

Pape bit his bottom lip. "Demarco leave us".

I laughed as mom plopped down in his chair and propped her legs up on his desk. I knew Pape wouldn't hurt her so I made my exit. I was still smiling over the incident when Sam snatched me by the arm. "You better start talking". She demanded.

"There's nothing to say cupcake". I said.

"Why was your mom so livid with you then?" She questioned.

What a fucking start to the day I thought. "You know how she is. She doesn't like the fact of Ivy staying under her roof. She wanted to know how long it would take me to find her a place".

Sam shook her head. "I'll find the fucking place and soon. I forbid you to have any contact with her. Understood?".

"Excuse me? You forbid me? Nobody forbids me to do shit. Ivy is my responsibility. I'll handle it". I almost yelled.

Sam flew into my face. "What's your hangup on her? You practically ran out this morning to get over here then I found you shirtless shut up in your Pape's office with her. So help me Demarco if something is going on I'll kill you both".

"Fucking chill out Sam. Your overreacting. The girl saved me. I'm just repaying the favor". I said through gritted teeth.

"With your fucking dick?" Sam yelled

"Lower your fucking voice Samantha". I demanded. "And no I'm not. Look some thing's have happened while I was away and I'll talk to you soon about it. Right now my head is scattered".

Sam struck out and smacked me hard enough to send my head to the side. "How's that for a scattered head Defucko?"

I started to lash out when I heard Ivy's voice. "Everything okay Dem?"

I turned to look at Ivy and could see fire in her eye's. "We are good. Now kindly let us be." Sam snarled.

"I think I was asking Dem." Ivy retorted back.

"Do not address him as such. To you he is Mr. Harper. Now run along Ivy". Sam spoke.

Ignoring Sam Ivy stepped closer to me and laid a hand on my bare shoulder. "Are you okay Dem?"

Fuck me. This was getting bad. "Bitch get the fuck off him". Sam yelled stepping forward.

I caught Sam by the waist and held her back. "Are you fucking my husband bitch?"

Ivy grinned that devil grin and just as calmly as ever replied. "Not yet cupcake. Not because he doesn't want to. He's tried to several time's but I keep telling him no because he's married".

Sam looked to me then back to her. She tried to fight loose but I held tight. Before more could happen a gun shot rang out in the direction of my Pape's office. Immediately we all ran to see what was going on. Busting the door open I found my mom ducking behind the chair as Pape stood over a now shattered computer holding a smoking gun. "Your fucking crazy London Harder". My mom screamed.

"I told you not to book that trip babydoll. I mean what I say". My Pape said putting his gun away.

As my heart rate slowed I turned to see Sam gone.