by B. M. Hardin
Side Chick Catching Main Chick Feelings 2
B.M. Hardin
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This book is a work of fiction. All persons, events, places and locales are a product of the others imagination. The story is fictitious and any thoughts of similarities are merely coincidental.
Dedication
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Side Chick Catching Main Chick Feelings 2
Table of contents
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter ONE
Chapter TWO
Chapter THREE
Chapter FOUR
Chapter FIVE
Chapter SIX
Chapter SEVEN
Chapter EIGHT
Chapter NINE
Chapter TEN
Chapter ONE
I stared at Jinx and waited for her to attack Naomi as she allowed her earrings to drop from her hands to the ground.
It’s about to be on!
Oh hell yeah, and Naomi deserved every bit of this beat down that she was about to get.
Well, at least I hope Jinx could beat her.
Jinx couldn’t fight worth a damn back in the day, but maybe she learned how to defend herself a little better once I was out of prison and she was left to fight her battles on her own.
I was sure that she’d learned a thing or two.
Please whoop her ass! Please whoop her ass!
Naomi was being messy for no damn reason!
My relationship with Drake was none of her business, but looks like she was the one in for a surprise.
She’d messed up my big day, only to find out that she was involved in one hell of a mess of her own.
That’s what the hell she get!
But even I was still left with my mouth hanging open.
Naomi was involved with Kane?
When?
Where?
What!
Now that was something that I never saw coming.
And he was the father of her daughter?
And of the baby that she was carrying?
From the looks of it, she was just as scandalous as Dray had been their entire marriage.
That’s what he get for marrying some other woman!
He didn’t know that bitch.
That’s why he should have waited on me.
But then again, Drake mentioned that he’d had his suspicions all along.
So maybe he didn’t care that she screwed around. Maybe they’d preferred some type of open marriage.
And maybe that was the reason that he had always tried to hold on to me.
Because he knew that I was loyal to him and his wife was a whore.
Ex-wife now that is.
It was all a lot to take in, even for me.
I couldn’t imagine what Jinx was thinking or feeling at that moment and to be honest, though I was the one losing out on my forever, and though I was having the wedding day from hell, I felt more sympathy for her than I felt for myself.
I remember how I felt on the day Drake picked me up from prison and told me he was married, so I could only imagine what she felt hearing that the man that she would do anything in the world for, her husband, had cheated on her with two different women.
And had gotten one of them pregnant.
Twice!
Oh hell no!
Thinking of how careful Kane had always been with me and when it came to using protection, for him to be sleeping with Naomi unprotected and putting babies in her, there had to be something deeper between the two of them.
He was always so careful.
But that was none of my business.
Drake was my only concern.
I glanced at Drake and all I could see was pure hatred in his eyes.
Looking at Naomi I wanted to kill her.
She’d actually ruined my wedding day and for that she had to pay!
Beat her ass Jinx!
I cheered for Jinx in my head.
I seriously doubted that Jinx was going to whoop her ass to my standards, but if she didn’t, I sure as hell was; wearing my wedding dress and all!
Just as Jinx was about to make a move and strike, to my surprise Kane stepped in front of Naomi.
What?
“Get the hell out of my way Kane!” Jinx screamed.
Yeah, get the hell out of the way Kane!
“No. Not while she’s carrying my baby.”
The look on Jinx’s face told me that her heart was broken but to my surprise she obeyed her husband.
She backed down.
Oh hell no!
Hit her! Hit her!
Kane was trippin’!
Naomi deserved it and I didn’t care what Kane said, she needed to at least be smacked in the mouth.
And I was going to do just that.
Hell, in a way I owed Jinx anyway.
I felt like smacking Naomi around a few times was the least that I could do since I’d slept with her husband, unknowingly of course, but still yet I had.
And Naomi damn sure should have kept her fat ass nose out of my business.
She didn’t have a right to tell Drake anything!
And I didn’t give a damn about her being pregnant, hell I was pregnant too.
That only meant that I had to take it lightly.
And besides…her face wasn’t pregnant!
I silently vowed to only punch her above the neck.
With Kane focused on Jinx, I reached for Naomi and grabbed a fist full of her hair.
I smacked her so hard that I felt it in my stomach.
She attempted to swing, so I smacked her again.
But just as I balled up my fists and was about to beat the crap out of her from the throat up, my sister Lee Lee grabbed my arm.
Oh, no she didn’t!
So she’s taking up for this bitch?
She was about to get some too!
“No Moe. You’re pregnant too remember? You ain’t got no business out here fighting,” she said.
I looked at her.
How did she know that I was pregnant?
I hadn’t told anyone.
“I saw the papers from the doctor that you had hidden in your top drawer. I was looking for a pair of socks,” Lee Lee explained.
I rolled my eyes at her.
“Is it mine?” Dray spoke up out of nowhere.
I looked at him as I let go of Naomi’s hair.
She tried to sneak me from behind, but I heard Lee Lee tell her not to try it.
“It damn sure ain’t mine. I never touched her without a condom
,” Kane spoke up before I could answer Drake.
My glare could have sent him straight to the pits of Hell.
I didn’t need his help.
And from the look on both Dray’s and Jinx’s face, his comment didn’t help anyway.
Had he just stayed quiet, we could have said that Naomi had it all wrong and denied having sex with each other but no he just had to open his big mouth.
“Yes it’s yours. I was going to tell you tonight. It was supposed to be a surprise. Dray I’m so---,”
He shook his head.
“I could kill you right now you know that?”
I shook my head.
“But Dray it’s not what you think. I---,”
Drake shook his head again and didn’t allow me to finish my sentence.
“I hate you Moet. Screw you and this wedding,” Drake said angrily.
He ripped the tie from his neck, threw up his hands and turned his back to me.
I rushed after him.
“Don’t touch me Moet. Don’t fucking touch me!”
“Please just listen. Just listen.”
“Listen to what Moet? I’ve heard all that I needed to know.”
Drake walked off slowly, almost as though he wanted to hear me out, but the anger that had taken over him wouldn’t let him.
I wanted to chase after him, but Lee Lee somehow ended up behind me and touched my arm again.
I snatched away from her.
Vicki’s face tensed but I dared her to do something about it.
I didn’t know what was going on between the two of them but I wish she would.
My mind started to spin and for some reason I started to pant.
It was almost like I was having some type of anxiety attack or something.
Lee Lee touched me again as though she was trying to help me breathe, but I still didn’t want her hands on me.
After a minute or two, my breathing steadied and I looked around me.
Ugh, and I just didn’t like what I saw looking back at me.
Jinx glared at me and I knew that she wanted some explanation; either that or she was hoping that the little spell that I’d just had was a heart attack and she was hoping that it killed me.
“I didn’t know Jinx,” I said to her but she still looked as though she wanted to rumble.
She didn’t respond.
“You don’t have to believe me but I really didn’t know.”
She looked from me, to Kane, and lastly at Naomi.
Finding out that Naomi was pregnant and that she and Kane already had a child together had to be one hell of a hard pill that Jinx had to swallow.
I swear she was doing a lot better than I would have been doing.
But saying nothing, she turned and walked away.
Kane moved from in front of Naomi and he ran after his wife.
Naomi looked after him with a frown on her face as she saw him attempting to explain to Jinx.
She was punching at him, but we all could hear that he was trying to get her to listen to his side of the story.
I didn’t even bother to try to beat the brakes off of Naomi again, nor did I want to hear a thing that my sister had to say.
My wedding day was ruined.
The best day of my life was now one of the worst and for some reason I knew that things weren’t going to get any better, any time soon.
Snatching the veil off of my head and watching it hit the ground, alone, I headed in the opposite direction of the church.
The opposite direction of Drake.
And in the opposite direction of Kane and Jinx.
This day couldn’t get much worse.
It wasn’t until I was far away from the crowd that I started to cry.
Ugh!
Kane was the devil in disguised.
He’d messed up everything.
And I guess I played my part too.
I should have just told Drake when he asked me. I should have just went ahead and been honest about it and figured out what to do next, instead of trying to do it on my own.
My life was always one big damn mess.
If only this was a dream.
But it wasn’t.
It was my reality and though some things I wasn’t quite ready to deal with, I knew that I had to.
Starting with Drake.
~***~
“If you would just let me explain---,” I yelled but Dray was already gone.
He’d hung up on me, again, and after calling him back, three times and getting no answer, I threw the phone against the wall.
Luckily it didn’t shatter into pieces.
Damn it!
Just let me explain!
If he would just let me say what I had to say he would know why I did what I did, but Drake wasn’t bending.
He was still so angry and I was starting to think that he would never get over the situation and maybe he would never be able to forgive me.
My head was spinning, so I sat down on the bed.
Drake hadn’t been home, not even once, since the day that we were supposed to get married.
It had been almost two weeks since then and since I’d seen him.
I missed him so much and being pregnant and all, it was as though I was even more sick from just being away from him.
But I knew exactly where he was.
I was still at the condo and he was staying at the house that we were supposed to move into once we were back from our honeymoon.
I hadn’t gone by the house or anything, but I knew that’s where he was.
Maybe I should have popped up by now but it would have been pointless.
I was sure that he wouldn’t talk to me.
He was stubborn; especially when he felt like he was right, or like he had the right to be.
And popping up would only lead to more arguing.
And I was so tired of arguing with him.
Whenever he did answer my calls, that’s all we did.
Well, all he did.
All he would do was scream in my ear and tell me how much he hated me and how big of a whore I was.
I never really said what I wanted to say because he would never let me.
I was every whore in the book, as though he had a right to call me such a thing.
He had some nerve!
The fact that he would even let that come out of his mouth was beyond me.
He really wanted to call somebody a whore?
Well what the hell was he?
And let’s get it straight.
For almost three years, I was his whore, his side chick, while he had a wife.
He laid in my bed almost every single day and then went home to lay with her at night.
So, he had no room to call anybody, anything, that he didn’t want to call himself first.
And not to mention that he didn’t know what the hell he was talking about.
He didn’t know the whole story.
He didn’t know why I’d done it, after the first time that it.
He didn’t know that I was only continuing to sleep with Kane because he was blackmailing and I didn’t have a choice but to do what I had to do in order to save him.
Kane was piece of work and after all of the little stunts that he’d pulled when I didn’t do what he wanted me to do, I was sure that he would follow through on his threats.
So I had to do it.
But Drake wouldn’t give me the time of day to explain a thing.
I thought to send it all in a text message a few times, but I was sure that he wouldn’t bother to read it and even if he did, he needed to hear it from my mouth.
He needed to hear that it was only to save him.
To save us.
It was only to keep Kane from telling our secret.
I just had to find a way to get through to him.
I looked at my ring finger.
It was missing the two-carat wedding band that we’d picked out together.
I was still wearing the en
gagement ring though.
And I wasn’t taking it off.
Not now.
Not ever.
I was going to make Drake understand my actions if it was the last thing that I do.
I was almost there.
We were almost there.
I wasn’t sure now if Drake would ever forgive me, or if I would ever get the chance to be his wife, but I wasn’t walking away without trying to get him to see it from my point of view.
I glanced at my phone on the floor as it started to ring and got up to see who it was.
It was Kane…again.
He had been calling me, almost every day, since the blow up on my supposed to be wedding day.
What I couldn’t understand was why?
Why was he calling me?
What the hell did he want?
He was the last person that I wanted to talk to.
I damn sure didn’t have anything to say to him.
He was the cause of all of this mess in the first place!
All he had to do was accept that I was getting married and leave me alone.
All he had to do was let me be happy.
But he had made my life a living hell.
And hell, he had more than enough issues of his own to be worried about, rather than wasting his time calling me.
I still couldn’t believe the Kane and Naomi had been screwing around.
She’d referred to him as the “love of her life” so I could only assume that she’d had a reason for feeling that way.
I could only assume that they had been fooling around for quite some time.
And I was willing to bet that in some way Kane felt the same way that she did.
I could see it in his eyes as he looked at her.
He looked at her differently than he looked at Jinx.
But then again, Kane was pretty good at pretending and other than that night that she’d popped up and hung around to see me leave his condo, she probably had no clue as to what kind of man he really was.
And neither had his wife.
It was obvious that neither of the women knew a thing about the other.
It was obvious that both of them loved him to death, and that neither of them wanted to let him go.
To be honest, I would have lost my mind if I had been in Jinx shoes.
I would have gone back to jail that day.
As for me, I hadn’t spoken to her.
I’d called her, once, but of course she hadn’t answered.
