No Place Like Us (ON HOLD)

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Sayorah

"Yea.... yea no problem hun ofc, alright I'll talk to u later... bye"

Sighing I hung up the phone with one of my clients. I currently owned my own tax office, boring I know but it's good money. I was ready to just go home and go to sleep but I didn't want to deal with Wilson once I got there.

Our relationship has been kind of rocky. Well kind of would be an understatement. He cheats all the time, we argue about nothing, been together about 9 years going on 10 soon and he STILL hasn't engaged. Something in me still hopes that all these years weren't for nothing and soon enough we'll be engaged but another part of me is ready to leave at any given moment. I'm almost 30, I want a husband and a family already, I don't want my first child in my 40's of I could even hav children then.

Finally home, I kicked off my heels by the door and sat my purse on the little table of our small 2 bedroom apartment. I was hungry and tired but smelled no food.

This nigga is home all day and can't even cook for me? He prolly out fuckin some hoe, I thought to myself. I should've stopped and picked up food for myself.

•••

I jumped up at the sound of my apartment door being slammed. I looked at the time, 2:00 in the morning. I been home since 8 why tf he back so late

"Where were u?"
Silence
"Hello Wilson..hello"
More silence

He ignored me walking around our room and jumping in the bathroom locking the door. Niggas I swear, u can't trust none of em.

15 minutes later he came out the bathroom, I was laying with my eyes closed wen he came n tried to wrap his arms around me n kiss my neck. He didn't wash gud enough as I still smelled liquor on his breath and perfume on his body. He's getting lazy. More disrespectful. He doesn't give a fuck about me. I moved his arm off me n scooted over, far away from him. I heard him suck his teeth n mumble under his breath. Nigga shouldn't hav gotten caught cheating, AGAIN.

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The next morning I woke up to him still sleeping, i was about to go workout so I didn't care, the faster I left the better. I went to the gym not to far from the apartment, working out took my mind off of things and put me at ease.

While stretching before my workout I seen the same guy I've been seeing often for about 2 months now. I must admit he was sexy. I wasn't one for tattoos which he has all over his body but yet it was sexy on him, his braids was always neat, and when his body glistened wit sweat, it always caused a puddle between my thighs. He was a beautiful man. Wilson never had tht effect on me. He must've noticed me starting cuz he gave me the sexiest grin I've ever seen. I tried not to blush and turned the other way to start my workout.

(Back home)
I put my key in the door praying that Wilson wasn't awake so i can just shower and get ready for work.
"Where u been"
He asked as soon as i got through the door, my hopes of him being unconscious shattering at the sound of his voice.
"Why?" I asked him
"Wym y? I asked u question" he followed me as I walked back to the room. I ignored him
He grabbed my arm hard, squeezing tight
"Let me go Wil" I told him fighting him off. Tightening his grip on my arm he pulled me closer to him n grabbed my neck. I should've showered at the gym and went straight to work.

"I asked u a fucking question. U out here fucking niggas?" He gripped my neck tighter. Wat the fuck is wrong wit him today. I started to scratch at his hand. He gripped my neck tighter, let go of my arm n then shoved me back by my neck. After catching my breath I replied "I was clearly at the gym, u doing too much" i told him n walked straight in the bathroom. I looked at my neck in the mirror. He never put his hands on me before. Next time I got sumn for him.