Tarnished

Chapter 32

Mark's point of view.

I was in the shower, when I heard a knock on my door. "give me a second!" I yelled. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I looked in the peep hole and saw Chelsea standing there. I opened the door,"come on in." I sat on the bed and she pulled up a chair. She cleared her throat and I suddenly realized I was still naked. I went in to the bathroom and put on a pair of boxers and came back to where she was."what's up Chelsea?" I asked. "look Mark, this ain't easy for me to say". She looked away. "wassup Chelsea?"I asked getting frustrated.  "I'm falling in love with you". She said the words clear as day but my mind couldn't process them. I began to cough, I had been getting sick lately. I pull her onto my lap. She opened her mouth to speak again, but I silenced her by kissing her. Each kiss was more intoxicating than the last. I rolled her on to the bed and stared at her. She was so beautiful, I had to kiss her again. I slipped my tongue in to her mouth as she moaned with pleasure, motivating me to keep going. I unbuttoned her blouse, kissing her perfect breasts to her belly button. I pulled off her skirt revealing her black lace thong. I tugged at it with my teeth and pulled it off. Opening her legs, I revealed her treasure. I rubbed her clitoris gently watching her squirm with delight. I replaced my finger with my tongue and begin to lick and suck her clitoris. She moaned "moooorrreeee" encouraging me to dive face first, moving my tongue rapidly and sucking up all her wetness. I got up and entered her slowly. She gasped as her pussy gripped me and tightened up around,me. I groaned and had to catch myself from coming. I felt the urge to speed up so I flipped her over and made her arch her back as I entered her from behind. She arched deep, allowing me full access in that thang. She started to throw it back and a brother couldn't take it more, so I bust right inside of her letting out a moan. I forgot to put on a condom and I hoped she was on birth control or at least gone through menopause. I went to go pee and felt a burning sensation. What the hell? I know she didn't give me a std that quickly. I came out of the bathroom and reached for my phone. While she was in the bathroom, I called the health department and scheduled to come in today. I yelled to Chelsea that I would be back and headed to get in my Porsche. Once in the car, I received a text from Cheryl. Since you going round Atlanta passing out your dick, I hope you let them bitches know you sick. Welcome to the world of aids hoe! I looked around and wondered how she knew my business. I shook it off, knowing she was just bullshitting me. At the doctor, they ran tests and performed a male pap smear. They stuck this long q-tip in the tip of my penis and swabbed.  The shit was quite painful. Doctor Long came in to the exam room with his clipboard. "Mark, you did test positive for HIV. Unfortunately because it was not treated sooner, it has developed in to full blown AIDS. I'm going to prescribe you some medicine and I need you to follow up with a doctor immediately. You also tested positive for herpes and genital warts." He handed me some pamphlets on how to treat myself. I didn't say anything, I was speechless, shocked and in denial. He had to have mixed my chart up with another dude.  I thought of that text Cheryl sent me and drove all the way to Valdosta. The 4 hour drive seemed like only 5 minutes as I sped down I-75.  I pulled in to the driveway and jumped out of the car loading my shotgun. I broke down the door and headed upstairs, where I found my wife fucking the pool boy again. She was riding him like she was in a rodeo. I fired a shot in to the air and watched them scramble off the bed. " I hope she told you, she has AIDS" I said to him before firing 8 bullets into her body. The pool boy grabbed his clothes and ran out of the house. I would have let him go, but I didn't need any witnesses. I opened the window and saw him getting on to his bicycle. Laughing, I shot him three times in the back.  He fell to the ground. Satisfied I walked out of the  house and got in to my car.  I left the gun and the mess in the house. I didn't bother to clean up, I just left the bodies where they fell. If I got caught, I just got caught. I was dying anyways. I headed back to Atlanta to bid my baby girl farewell before heading out to where ever the Porsche took me.