Feenin': The Ballad of DeVante and Serafina

Chapter Twenty-One: Same Ish, Different Day...AGAIN!!!

DEVANTE POV

Serafina and I have been married for about nine months now, and I have to say that things aren't going the way I want them to. In between working with other groups, paying child support for my kids, and trying to keep Serafina happy, this shit has me fucking stressed and pissed off. K-Ci, JoJo, Mary and I have been dabbling in drugs. We're trying to keep the shit under wraps because Dalvin's ole "Mr. I Wanna Do The Right Thing" ass will blow the whistle in a heartbeat. Plus, she isn't as attentive as she needs to be. She's off doing her film shit, but I have needs. She works hard, but I want some action and it ain't happenin' with her. I love my wife, but this shit right here is dead. Yes, I cheat on my wife, and yes, I do drugs. 

SERAFINA POV

I was at the office, typing away my film review for Batman & Robin (please don't go see this) and after I finished the last sentence, I locked up the office and left for home. I know I haven't been the most attentive wife, but I'm trying. DeVante didn't even want me working after we got married, but I wasn't having it. He's banned from picking me up from work because he broke my co-worker's jaw for what he percieved as flirting with me. All he said was that I had a beautiful smile! As I was driving home, I reached for my water bottle and felt something rubbery. Disgusted, I pulled over and saw a used condom! A USED, FUCKING CONDOM!!! Damn DeVante, again!? How could he do this to me again!? I cried right in the car, and when I reached into the glove compartment, a baggie of cocaine fell out. Shocked, confused, and angry I put this in my pocket and drove home to confront DeVante. 

AT HOME....

I opened the door and saw DeVante eating dinner at the table. Angry, I threw my keys down on the table and walked past him.

DeVante: Hey baby, no hello?

Me: Give me a second.

I walked back in the dining room and glared at him, trying to hold back tears.

Me: Can I ask you something?

DeVante: Yeah.

Me: Do you love me?

He had a confused look on his face and scoffed.

DeVante: I wouldn't have married you if I didn't, Fina.

Me: I can't tell.

DeVante: What are you talkin' about, man?

Me: So, where did the used condom and the cocaine come from?

His eyes went from nonchalant to shock. I threw them on the table and began to cry.

DeVante: Those aren't mine.

Me: Oh really? STOP LYING TO ME!!! YOU SAID YOU WOULD STOP THIS! IS IT ME!? AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH, PRETTY ENOUGH, SEXY ENOUGH!? WHY ARE YOU DOING DRUGS!? DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT YOUR CAREER, DEVANTE!?

DeVante: You better stop raising your voice to me, you know better than that.

Me: You know what? You're right, I wont raise my voice. You won't have to hear it because I'm leaving you....

I turned my back, feeling a gust of wind behind me. I turned around and DeVante threw the plate against the wall.

Me: That's not going to work anymore. Find something else to do.

I walked up the stairs and he began screaming behind me.

DeVante: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING!? YOU AIN'T GOING NOWHERE, GET BACK HERE!!!!

I walked in the bedroom and tried to pack my things but DeVante slams the door and locks it.

Me: Unlock the damn door. I said I'm leaving!

DeVante: AND I SAID NO!!! SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!!!

Me: Go ahead, get in my face, I'm tired of this shit. This is exactly what Olivia was talking about.

From that moment, I knew I fucked up. I never meant to tell him about my meeting Olivia. He stepped closer to me and pushed me in the closet.

DeVante: You met my baby mama.....BEHIND MY FUCKING BACK!? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK---

Me: SHE TOLD ME HOW YOU BEAT HER DOWN, JUST LIKE YOU DO ME!!!! I'M LEAVING YOU, AND I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME!!! YOU'RE GONNA KILL ME IF YOU KEEP HURTING ME LIKE THIS!!!

I tried to push him off, but DeVante grabbed me and pushed me into the mirror. My head bloodied, I stumbled out of the bedroom and tried to run, but DeVante grabbed me and pulled me back into the bedroom. He got on top of me and proceeded to punch me in the face, chest, and arms. DeVante then slapped me across the mouth and bit me on the cheek. I screamed in agony and he put both of his hands to shut me up. The more pressure he put on me, the harder it became for me to breathe. 

DeVante: YOU STILL WANNA LEAVE!??

I lied on the bed, ceasing to struggle. 

DEVANTE POV

She always provoking me, man!!! I know I said I hate hitting on Serafina, but now this shit is my mechanism. Bitch don't wanna listen, so this is what I have to do to keep her in line. I watched as her hands slowly fell off my chest and I left her to get herself together. I went down the stairs and left for the club.