Will knew exactly what to do to get me calm. Makeup sex or food. But what he was yet to realize that shit wasn't going to work this time. I was sick of his shit, tired of the lies and the games. I pleased him like no other. So why he felt the need to step out especially with a bitch we could have fuck together. I just didn't understand. We were all just laying there, quiet as ever. I didn't know if I should jump on his ass first or her since she was the closes but she didn't owe me any loyalty he did. I got up went to the bathroom clean myself up, got dress and started packing. At first I had in mind to beat both of they ass but as time went by my crazy side started kicking in. Lord knows I hated to see that side of me but one thing you not gone do is cheat on me and think I just suppose to forgive you that quick. After 20 to 30 minutes had passed, Will decided to finally come check on me. I had bags everywhere. I was packing everything down to the shit I bought his ass. I can become a little petty when I'm mad. I think that's any female. Tissue, toothpaste, rags, towels you name it was all packed. He standing there just looking lost as can be, "What the hell V?" I just chuckle and continue to pack. I took the bags outside and made my way through the rest of the house packing. Once I was done, I went back in the house I just needed one more answer. Looking him dead in the face "Just why, why you felt the need to step out on our relationship when you got everything at home? You never had to question my loyalty. We could have fuck the bitches together but yet you got the nerve to creep and don't wrap up. You didn't think about the consequences or bringing anything back to me. Like wtf why?" He was at a lost for words. He can see the hurt in my eyes. He didn't know if he should hug me, answer the question or just walk away. Because at the end of the day he knew there was nothing he could say or do to change my mind or the actions I was about to take. I was ready to burn the whole house down with his stupid ass in it. But only thing going through my head was jail or freedom and my kids. Baby it was a price to pay playing with my loyalty and emotions.

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Life Of A Single Mom
RomanceLife of a single mom with 6 kids. Looking for love in all the wrong places. Wondering will she ever find love with all the hell she have encounter on her life. But I'm here to tell you after every storm regardless how long your storm is, there's a r...