by Lucinda John
Rocking a fussy Skylar, Prancer placed her in the backseat of her Audi truck and strapped her in the car seat. Her phone buzzed, it was a text from Chad letting her know that he would call her later. Putting the phone back inside her bright orange Michael Kors bag, Prancer pulled out into Miami traffic as she headed to her new home that was exactly one mile from the home Chad shared with his ‘family.’
“How does it feel to be my wife,” Rob asked as they drove home.
“It feels great! I love you and there is no place I rather be, but here with you,” she smiled.
They have been through so much and for them to finally find love with each other was amazing. Years ago, if you would have told them that they would have ended up together, married and expecting a child, they would have labeled you as a compulsive liar. It was funny how faith worked.
Looking at herself in the compact mirror, Honey learned to embrace herself. After the attack she suffered by the hands of Vic, she suffered a psychotic breakdown. It took a lot of soul searching to get her to where she was now. Instead of allowing her once, long, natural, beautiful mane to grow back, she cut it all off. She now wore her hair short and blond like Amber Rose. The hairstyle fit her perfectly and enhanced her already beautiful face.
When Honey and Rob got home, Rob headed upstairs to take a shower. They had plans with Chad and Honey to go watch the Kevin Hart show at the American Airlines Arena and he didn’t want to be late. He knew it would take Honey six years to get ready. Honey saw Mr. Grissel the mailman coming, so she decided to wait by the door for him.
“How are you on this beautiful Saturday,” the mailman said handing Honey their stack of mail.
“I’m good, Mr. Grissel, how are you?” she asked flipping through the mail.
“I’m fine thanks for asking. Mrs. Grissel has some blankets that she made for the baby. I’ll have to remind myself to bring them by Monday.”
“That was very sweet of her, tell her I said thank you.”
“Well, let me go finish running these folks their mail. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Ok have a nice day.”
“You too sweetie.”
Honey placed all of the mail inside of the mail container that hung above the wall clock in the kitchen. A letter that was addressed to her in a pink envelope caught her attention. Curiosity got the best of her as she tore it open and began reading it.
Dear Honey,
Before I begin, I would like to say this letter is not me throwing shade, but stating facts. I’m writing you this letter to inform you that the man you wake up to every morning, your husband, is a sneaky snake. Rob is not all innocent as he may seem, he has done his fair share of dirt and in this letter you will read about it all. Rob…..
“Hey, baby what are you reading?” Rob asked catching her off guard.
“Just some fan mail, you know this new hair line got ladies all around the world talking about Sweet Licks,” she lied folding the letter and stuffing it in the back pocket of her denim maternity shorts.
“Are you going to go get ready?”
“Ready for what?”
“The Kevin Hart show, damn woman, Jr. really eating up all them brain cells.”
“My bad baby let me go get ready,” she said walking up the stairs. She entered the bathroom locking the door behind her. Taking a seat on the toilet, she opened the letter quickly and scanned through it until she was where she left off.
Rob……. fathered twin girls, Summer and Sunday. So it looks like you’ll be playing step mommy soon. My whole pregnancy, I had to struggle because he refused to do anything until DNA proved my girls were his. Well the results are in and in the case of two week old Summer and Sunday, ROBERT IS 99.9% THE FATHER!!! Ha! Tell him he’ll be hearing more from me about that, anywho I really wanted to tell you about the death of your sister.
Rob knows more about CoCo’s death than he is leading you on to believe. The night I met Rob, he was stressed because he didn’t want you to find out he killed your sister. It’s amazing how good pussy will have a nigga laid up telling his deepest, darkest secrets. Yes, you read that right; Rob is the one who turned your beloved sister into dust, sad, but true. There’s more I could say, but enough damage is done. I’ll be in the sunshine state soon then we could speak woman to woman over coffee. Toodles!
Sincerely,
THE REAL MVP
“ROB!!!” She stood in the doorway and angrily yelled as a gush of liquid mixed with blood streamed down her legs.
Everything was going all good in the couple’s life, until reality struck. There was no such thing as a happily ever after.
THE END
Or is it????
Everything isn’t always what it seems to be. Join Cinnamon, Chad, Honey, and Rob in a spin off titled Married to a Boss.
Loyalty will be tested, lies will be told, and the truth will be revealed. Experience deceit at its all-time high. Can these ladies handle being married to a boss?!
Coming soon to a kindle near you.
Text Shan to 22828 to stay up to date with new releases, contest, sneak peeks, and more…
