Fraudulence.

He grabbed all of his things and prepared to storm out of the house when I spoke, "Can't handle the truth can you?"

"Yeah, go ahead and leave," I crossed my arms across my chest and stared him down. "Just like you did a couple of years ago."

He evilly glared at me before placing his hand onto the door knob of the front door. "Man, fuck you." He grumbled.

"You ain't nothin' but a bum ass nigga. Why'd you leave us behind for these new hoes?" I found myself getting emotional. "I hate you!" I yelled.

He grabbed me by my arm, slamming me up against the wall. "Say that shit again." He threatened through gritted teeth.

I stared at him with annoyance and lust written all over my face. No matter how much I thought about how wrong he did me and his daughter, I couldn't bring myself to hate him. I love him.