by Heiress
“You didn’t mind when they had they head up that pussy,” I shot back.
“I did, but I did it for you, Compton! Why aren’t you getting that? I did it all for you and one day I got tired. I got sick and tired of being the other woman when I was supposed to be the only woman. So, yes! I fucked your best friend. I fucked his ass good and I liked it!” she admitted.
Not being able to control myself, I wrapped my hands around her throat and pushed her into the nearest wall. “Oh, you liked it huh? Well how about I kill you so y’all can fuck for eternity in hell!” I spat, spiting all in her face. Her words hurt and I just lost it.
“I liked it because at that point, I felt loved,” she breathed. “He held me and wiped my tears away. I came over there to have him talk to you and he seduced me and I fell for it. I fell because I was wounded by you. All I wanted was for you to love me enough to leave these other bitches alone and you couldn’t do that. You made me second when I was supposed to be first. You hurt me first Compton, and hurt people hurt other people. I just wanted to be your one and only,” she cried. Listening to her pour her heart out to me had me weak. My heart ached hearing her words, but it was some shit I needed to hear.
My momma told me that I needed to take responsibility of what I did. I was blind to my wrongs until I saw them in her tears. Yea, she was fucked up for what she did but that didn’t make the shit I did acceptable. In a way, I pushed my girl in the bed of my best friend. That was some real shit that it was just now acknowledging.
Releasing my hands from around her neck, I pulled her into me and she cried on my chest. For a long time, I didn’t utter a word. I just allowed her to get that shit out. She needed it. Once I heard her crying come to an end, I hooked her chin with my finger and titled her head back. I glanced into her water red eyes and acknowledged her pain. “I’m sorry, Mo’. I hurt you and my shit caused you to hurt me. I was a foul ass nigga for putting you through that when you stayed by a nigga’s side through ups and downs. I love you and I never stopped loving ya’ ass,” I confessed, thumbing her tears away.
“I never stopped loving you either. Can we please start over? Please?” she pleaded with big hopeful eyes. I had two choices to make in this moment. I could continue to say fuck her and hold this grudge for what she did or I could choose to move the fuck on. It took more energy hating her ass when I’d rather be loving her. She was my first love and with all the shit I did to her, I owed her a second chance.
“Yea. I think we can make some shit happen,” I agreed.
A bright smile spread across her face as she jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist. We began attacking each other’s mouths like fucking vultures. Yea, we fucked a few times but this was something different. This was make up sex at its finest.
“We-got to-make this fuck quick. I got shit to get to with Sean,” I told her between kisses. Tossing her on the bed, I watched her get undressed and I couldn’t wait to make up with her pussy.
“Oh, I’ll make it quick daddy,” she purred, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. I crawled in between her legs and slid my dick right into paradise. Who knew after so much shit I talked about her that we would be giving us another chance. Some niggas may say I’m soft forgiving her, but love was love at the end of the day. Flashes of the future popped up in my head and I saw us getting married. The only thing stopping that was that I was already married. To Cali.
Shit.
CHAPTER 19
CALI: YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO
Sitting on the bathroom floor, I pressed my back against the wall. My knees pressed against my chest and my head buried in them. I couldn’t stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes. My ears had to be deceiving me because it couldn’t be. This couldn’t be happening right now. I wasn’t in the bathroom with Lingerie on, waiting for Compton to get home. Only to be stuck in here crying while he was fucking his ex-fiancé. If this is what heartbreak felt like, I never want to fall in love again.
“How could he?” I whispered, licking my tears away. The unfortunate part about this entire situation was that I was forced to listen to them. I heard every word. I walked down memory lane with them as they talked about how they first met. I heard them start to rekindle old feelings for each other. The confessions weren’t enough, I had to here Compton admit that he was still in love with her. Now my ears bled from her moans and screams and his grunts and groans. She was enjoying the man that I wanted. Right now, I was jealous of her because she was to him something that I could never be. A lover.
This was the longest fifteen minutes of my life. When they were finally done, I waited until I heard the front door shut. I rose to my feet and slowly opened the door. I made sure the room was clear before I stepped out. I walked over to the window and caught a glimpse of Compton and Monique leaving. My heart ached seeing them together. “Daddy, why would you do this to me? You had to know I would fall for him. You had to know he would hurt me. How could you set me up for this type of heart break?” I cried in my hands.
I was an emotional wreck at this point and I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I didn’t want to talk to The Banks about it because that was their son. I couldn’t talk to Missy because she was at work and Snoop was catering to his baby momma. I was alone.
Just when I thought I had no one to lean on, one name popped in my head. Rushing back into the bathroom, I put my leggings back on. I grabbed my stuff and left out the house. I had parked my car in the garage so I’m sure that’s why Compton didn’t know I was home. Once I was in the car, I started it up and drove to my destination.
Fifteen minutes later, I was pulling up to the Montage Beverly Hills Hotel. I parked my car under the shed, and rushed inside. The way I was running was like a scene from What’s Love Got To Do With it. When Angela was running to the next hotel to get away from Ike. That was my ass right now. When I made it to the floor I was looking for, I found the room and knocked on it.
Minutes later, the door pulled open. “Cali what you-,”
“He went back to her!” I blurted, pushing past Sean and letting myself into his room. I didn’t care if I was interrupting something or not. I needed to vent.
“Huh?” he quizzed, shutting the hotel door. “What you talking about girl?”
“Compton! He went back to Monique. After all she did and after all he did, they’re back together. How could he do this to me Sean?” I quizzed, tearing up again.
“That’s fucked up Cali, but what did you expect? That’s the nigga’s first love. Don’t take this to heart, but no matter how much chemistry you think you and C got you don’t hold a candle to Mo’. And that’s just me being honest. I ain’t tryin’ to hurt your feelings or nothing,” Sean cleared up. His words may not have meant to hurt, but they did. I was young and so unexperienced but I knew how I felt. I know for a fact I felt something between us. It couldn’t have been fake.
“All she has is years on me Sean. That’s it,” I offered up an excuse.
“Nah, Cali she got way more than that. The longer you think about what you and C could be, you are increasing the possibilities. Now it ain’t no doubt in my mind that I think C was feeling you, but that’s as far as it went. His heart is hers. You gone have to accept that and move on.”
Shaking my head, I refused. I couldn’t move on from this. Not how bad this hurt. “I can’t. He’s my first everything. I know no other man but him. How can I just forget him and move on? I’m carrying his fucking child!” I yelled, weeping harder.
Sean walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my body. I fell into him and embrace him back. “Look, Cali you got a lot going for yourself. You’re intelligent, you got talent, you down to earth and you fine as hell. Any dude gone be lucky to get with your ass. Just focus on the baby. You got niggas out here looking for you, so now ain’t the time to be weak. You got to toughen up and handle this shit,” he told me.
“Put your big girl panties on and handle this shit. Don’t let it break that pretty spirit of you
rs.” When he said that, he pressed his lips against my forehead. His lips were so soft and I got chills all over. Suddenly, I felt warmth and when I glanced up, his brown eyes smiled at me. I traveled down to his lips and I couldn’t help myself.
No, Cali! Don’t do this! He’s, Compton’s cousin. This isn’t right
I fought back the urge to kiss him but it was a losing the battle. Lifting up on my toes, I did the unthinkable. I pressed my lips against his and I kissed him. I literally kissed my husband’s cousin. His lips felt so divine, but the feeling was not a long one.
Sean jerked his head back and ended our kiss before it even began. A scowl appeared on his face and I couldn’t quite read his facial expression. “Man- Cali what the fuck is you doing?” he quizzed. Now I knew that I had made a big mistake. “Compton is my cousin and this shit is foul. How you gone-,”
“First Black, and now my cousin?” I heard a voice that I wished didn’t sound so familiar. Turning around on my heels, my eyes almost popped out my head. Not only was Compton standing behind me, but so was his daddy and his uncle.
Damn. Now how was I going to explain this?
To Be Continued…
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