Chapter Thirteen- Stop Fucking With Me

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Trey

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Trey

"It's about time you made it home."

A light came on in the kitchen and I sighed as I saw my mother walking towards me.

Why the hell was she here? She lived all the way on the other side of the country.

"I been in the studio," I said kissing her cheek before going around her to the fridge, "what are you doing here?"

"I came to visit with you and my grandson, but so far, he's the only one I've been able to spend time with." She said smartly.

"Well, I been working. Besides, if I had of known you were coming, I could've rearranged some things, but I didn't, so..." I replied grabbing a bottle of Essentia.

"Don't you get sassy with me. You know you have a whole family, right? You really shouldn't make it a habit of staying out all wee hours of the night and morning." She fussed giving me a side eye.

"Ma, you already know what it is I do for a living. Why you tripping? You starting to act like ole girl." I said.

"Ole girl? You mean your wife, Tremaine?" She said taken aback.

"Yeah, her." I said twisting off the top and taking a sip.

Since my last conversation with Lori, I'd been in a very fucked up mental space.

Because of that, I limited the time I spent at home. I made sure I was there just enough to spend time with my son, but Megan? I avoided like the bubonic plague.

Just looking at her made me furious. Because of her, I'd lost the love of my life and things would never be right.

I wanted Lori so fucking bad that my heart and body wanted to put everything on the line just to be with her, but my mind wouldn't allow me to leave Megan and risk her keeping my son away from me.

I was pretty confident that she would be that type of petty, which is why I tried as best as I could to just stay down and do what I had to do. For the most part, I could deal with it, that is, until I came in contact with Lori.  Once I saw her, I was like a fiend all over again and I wanted, Nah fuck that, needed her.

Then, after making love to her in Milan, I was completely sold. Sex with no one else had ever felt that right, so why was I still torn between doing what I felt in my heart and my mind?

"She told me that you all have been distant lately. Why you acting funny?" Mom asked.

I walked out of the kitchen with her on my trail.

"I asked you a question." She added.

"Mom, What does Megan and I's relationship have to do with you? Our business is our business. What we have going on isn't for her to discuss with you." I said turning around to face her.

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