Jealous Rage

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Did he really think he could get rid of me that easily? He should have known that I wouldn't go out without a fight. It's him that I wanted and if I couldn't have him no one could.

I remember the first day we met.

I was sitting in church not listening to a word the pastor was saying, as I did every Sunday.

You see, the only reason I came to church was to see who was there and who was going to fall out. Oh, did I forget to mention that the pastor was super sexy. He was a tall slender man with the smoothest caramel complexion that was to die for. He had curly hair that was blonde on the tips and the sexiest lips I'd ever seen. He reminded me of August Alsina. He was the main reason I decided to start going to church. I wanted to see what that mouth do. And you better believe, I found out.

Anyway, I was sitting on the front pew as I did every Sunday in my  tight and short dress watching everyone as they came around putting money in the collection plate. All of a sudden, this tall bar of milk chocolate came walking through and I knew I had to have him.

He was wearing navy blue slacks paired with a powder blue button down shirt. He also wore an Armani navy blue blazer that was complimented by a red tie accented with blue polka dots. Let's just say the brother was dressed to the nine and I was about to make him mine.

So as he approached my end of the pew, I accidentally "threw" my money on the floor. Him being the gentleman that he is stopped and began to pick it up for me. I gracefully bent down to the floor to meet him there. We both reached at the same time and our hands touched. I looked into his eyes and flashed that million dollar smile that said, "you can get this whenever you want it" and he was hooked from there. I thanked him as he began to return to his seat.

After service was over, I made it my business to find him in the crowd of so called saints and personally thank him. Once I spotted him, I made my way over to him and introduced myself.

Hi, my name is Latosha. I just wanted to properly thank you for your kind gesture today. I can be a little clumsy sometimes and you just happened to catch me in one of those moments. I slightly giggled.

Well it was absolutely no trouble Ms. Latosha. The pleasure was all mine. I'm Marcus by the way.

Nice to meet you Marcus, she said while shaking his hand. I've never seen you here before. Are you visiting, are you single, are you able to give me your number so I can call you sometimes for lunch? Latosha rambled in one complete breath.

Marcus let out a small chuckle at how inquisitive and direct Latosha was with him.

You see Marcus always appreciated a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone and handed it to her.

Tosha entered her number into the phone and pushed the dial button. As soon as she heard her phone begin to ring she ended the call.

I'll store your number as "my future" she said with a smile.

Marcus gave Tosha a smile of admiration and told her he would talk to her soon.

Tosha! I snapped out of my thoughts at the sound of my name being called.

What! I screamed.

Are you trying to get us caught up? Drive the damn truck. The last thing we need is to be sitting here when the police arrive. I already have two strikes against me. If I get a third strike, that's my ass, my cousin Antwan yelled. I knew I shouldn't have helped you. Why are you trying to kill these people anyway?

Twan do you really think I'm going to let Marcus live this happily ever life with this tramp? I know I screwed up but I need him. I need Marcus to take care of me. Besides the sex really was pretty good.

I'm about to get locked up because you couldn't be the wife you were suppose to be. Now that he's moved on and found someone who will treat him right, you want to kill him.

No Antwan, I don't want to kill him. I want to kill her. If it wasn't for her, he'd be eating out of the palm of my hands.

Tosha you're my cousin and you're a beautiful girl but you're dumb as hell. Let that man live his life. You messed up and now you should just woman up and get over it. I'm glad you're my cousin. Therefore, I won't have to worry about ever dating you and ruining my life.

You're a jailbait! I wouldn't date you anyway convict. You're giving yourself too much credit if you actually thought I would ever give you a chance, cousin or not. Besides, you don't have any money and from what I've heard, the dick isn't all of that speedy Gonzales.

Antwan gave Tosha a look of surprise and disgust at the same time. He was livid with her but refused to get caught by the police.

Can you get us out of here? He said.

Pulling away from the park, Antwan and Tosha continued to argue about Marcus and his little tramp.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

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