Chapter 3

90 2 2
                                    

Total silence flooded the restroom. I was embarrased and shocked. How did he find me? What does Rich think of me now? OMG, does he think that we're back together??? flooded through my mind. Maybe he does love me, he has no reason not to, I thought. As I looked down, I realized that I was standing there, in front of two guys... naked.

I quickly put on my clothes, but they were backwards and disheveled. I looked a mess, and felt it. Then, a single tear caused alot more tension.

As they saw my tear, they rushed up to me.

"Are you okay?" they both asked.

Then, dirty looks were shot.

"Okay, so lemme get this straight. You and Jamal are back together, right?" Rich probed.

"Hell, no! I don't ever want to get wit it! I just wanted to get wit it, know what I'm saying, playa?" Jamal said cooly, as if disrespecting me was okay.

Just hearing that made me bawl. I gave my man my virginity to this man, this devil of a man, and I'm just a piece of pussy to him? Yeah, it didn't sit very well with me.

I gues it didn't sit well with Rich either, because next thing I knew, Jamal was flying across the bathroon, and Rich sat on top of him, giving him blows to the face.

"Don't you ever, EVER, say sum twisted shit like that AGAIN! She gave you 3 years? Three muthafucking years, and what do you do? What do you do, you have twins by some non- name brand hoe?? I saw here IG, and she ain't all that, brutha. See her over there? She's Gucci, your hoe, she's Walmart." Rich yelled

"And don't come back! leave her alone!"

He doesn't love me, but he needs meWhere stories live. Discover now