From Mistress To Wife 2: Love Scorned Page 11

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Candy

  It’s been a week since Troy’s stupid ass came to my apartment and whooped my ass. Thank god the police showed up just in time, because I knew he was angry enough that he might have killed me. Thank God I was on the phone with Nicole when he barged in. She heard the commotion and immediately called the police.

  “So what do you want to do tonight since I know you not going to the club?” Nicole asked.

  Ever since that shit went down with Troy, she has been constantly checking on me. She’s been spending a lot of time at my place and I do mean, a lot of time! At first it was cool, but now I’m ready for her ass to go. She’s becoming too fucking clingy for my taste. The arraignment we had before with some casual pussy eating and grinding, but she’s doing too much now.

  “I’m just going to chill tonight. I really don’t feel like doing anything but sleeping.” I answered hoping she’d catch the hint and go the fuck home.

  “Damn, you’ve been staying in the house a lot lately. You’ve turned into a hermit ever since bitch boy tripped on you.” she mocked.

  “And? Damn bitch, sometimes I just wanna stay home unbothered and not aggravated” I said snapping on her ass hoping she would get the hint. She really was working on my last fucking nerve.

  “Oh, so now I’m an aggravating ass bitch to you? I wasn’t an aggravating ass bitch when I had the police come over here because Troy was whooping yo’ stupid ass. I wasn’t an aggravating ass bitch when I make sure you want for nothing, and I’m damn sure not an aggravating ass bitch when you got you fucking legs clamped around my fucking neck!” Nicole jumped up screaming.

  “So fucking what bitch! I don’t give a fuck what the fuck you did or how good yo’ tongue is. You are still an aggravating bitch! You are starting to act like we in a fucking relationship or something. In case you don’t remember, let me remind you, I’m not in the business to be walking around with a bitch holding hands and marching in rainbow parades and shit!” This hoe got life fucked up if she thinks I’mma make her my girlfriend.

  “Did I ever say that I wanted to be in a relationship with yo’ ass?” Nicole asked with her eyebrows raised.

  “No, but you damn sure act like it.

  “No bitch, it’s called trying to be a good friend; which you obviously know nothing about.” she snarled. “Shit look at how you did ya girl Alicia! You played her, and now you salty because the nigga she was fucking don’t want yo’ ass. You know what Candy, I’m starting to see you for who you really are and that’s a selfish bitch. Karma won’t be too far from ya doorstep, because God don’t like ugly. All the dirt you do is bound to come back on you!” Nicole rushed around the room gathering her things together.

  “Bitch please, miss me with that karma bullshit. How about you get yo’ ass up outta my shit.” Fuck her.

  “I was already in the process of doing that baby girl. You just remember this; you ain’t the only one with tricks up her sleeve. Take heed bitch.” she forewarned before she walked out and slammed my door.

  I laughed at her dumb ass. She mad. Just then my phone began to ring. It’s Alicia. Nicole must have spoken her up.

  “Hey stranger what’s going on?” I asked when I answered the phone, not that I really gave a fuck.

  “Well hey Ms. Candy, I see I have to call you in order for us to speak.” Alicia said.

  “Naw, you know you my girl so it’s definitely not like that. How’s the baby?” I asked. She still hasn’t said anything to me about her baby being Troy’s.

  “Zaria is good. She’s beautiful as ever and getting big. When we get off the phone I’ll make sure to send you some pictures of her.”

  “Aww please do. How’s everything with ya man?” I need to make sure her time is occupied with him, so she wouldn’t get caught back up with Troy.

  “He’s good.” was her only reply. “So what have you been up to?” She asked.

  “You know, the usual, working, and getting my coins up.”

  “Are you still down at the club?”

  “Yup, that’s what brings home the bacon.” I answered.

  “Candy you are so much better then stripping at a fucking club. I really wish you consider going back to school and taking up a trade.” She suggested.

  Here we go with this high and mighty bullshit. This bitch still thinks she’s better than me.

  “Alicia, you get yo’ money how you want and I get mines how I want.” I told her shortly.

  I’m trying to be calm with the bitch, but she pushing my buttons. I’m already still pissed with Nicole.

  “I’m sorry if I’m offending you. I’m just trying to look out for you. You’re my girl and I just want what’s best for you that’s all.” Alicia said backing down.

  “I appreciate it. Have you heard from Troy?” I asked. I wanted to get down to what really mattered to me, fuck that other shit she talking.

  “Candy me and Troy are done so why would I be hearing from him? We have nothing to talk about.” She said smartly. Yeah right bitch, y’all got a baby to talk about.

  “I’m just asking damn, don’t jump down my throat.” I snapped back.

  “I’m not jumping down your throat, I’m just saying.” There is a slight pause. “Anyways when was the last time you heard from Keisha?” She asked knowing damn well Keisha and I aren’t tight.

  “I don’t even remember. I been so busy I haven’t had time to call her, but I will soon though.” I lied. Fuck her too.

  “Well I’m bringing Zaria down in a couple of days to see my family, and Keisha has decided to come too. I want us to meet up and catch up with each other.” Her voice was happy as hell.

  “Yeah girl I’m down for that, just hit me up when y’all get here. I can’t wait to see y’all.” I hope I sound convincing.

  “Alright then it’s settled. Let me go, I’ll talk to you later boo. Oh yea, I’m 'bout to send you a picture of Miss Zaria.”

  As soon as we hung up my phone vibrated indicating that I had a message. I opened up the text and just starred at it. It was a picture of Zaria, and she looked just like Troy’s twin! I can’t believe the resemblance. For some reason I can’t tear my eyes away from the picture. My blood boiled and I got mad ass fuck, throwing my phone across the room. That bitch will always have a piece of him, but this nigga wanted me to get rid of mines. When I had my miscarriage, Troy acted like it was the best news he ever received! That’s why I can’t wait until I go to court and testify against his ass. I’mma put on a show so fucking well I’ll have the judge thinking that his ass has a serial killer mentality.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Keisha

  I don’t know how the fuck I let myself get back into this situation with David. I swore on everything I wasn’t going to sleep with him anymore, and yet I just slipped once again. David texted my phone the last night letting me know that he was back in town and wanted to see about meeting up, but I didn’t respond. This morning he texted me again saying he wants us to talk. I didn’t respond right away and instead waited until I dropped Jass off at school to call him.

  “What’s up David, what is it you wanna talk about?” I asked before I gave him a chance to say hello.

  “Well good morning to you too Keisha.” he replied smoothly. It was too smooth; I should have known then and there he was up to something.

  “I’m sorry, good morning. So what’s up?”

  “I wanted to talk to you about some important shit that came up, and I wanted to run it by you before I see my baby girl.” David said.

  “You can’t tell me over the phone?” I asked. I really wasn’t trying to be in a room with just me and him alone again.

  “I prefer to tell you this face to face.” He insisted.

  I figured either it must have really been serious or he was just trying to be sneaky again. I wasn’t sure which one it was, but curiosity was eating away at me, so I agreed to meet up with him.

  Fifteen minutes later I pulled up outside
of the hotel David was staying at. My intentions were to go inside and listen to what he had to say and leave; nothing more. I made my way to the room number that he’d given me and knocked on the door. Moments later David opened it dressed in a wife beater on and fitted jeans. He stood there smelling good and rocking a fresh cut. It was then that I just knew I was in trouble!

  “Thanks for coming Keisha.” he said before he pulled me into a hug.

  “No problem, so what’s so important that you couldn’t tell me over the phone?” I cut to the chase as I stepped inside the room.

  “First off, you want something to drink or eat? I could order up something.” He offered me.

  “Naw, I’m good.” All I wanted was for his ass to get to the point.

  “Okay, it’s like this. I got caught up in some shit and I may have to do some time for it.”

  “What you mean caught up in some shit? Do time for what?” I asked shocked at the news.

  “Look, it’s no secret as to what I do, but long story short, I got put on to this new connect and now the feds trying to bring him down. My name somehow got thrown in the mix by some snitching ass fuck nigga, and now they breathing down my neck because they want me to testify that I purchased a few keys from him.”

  “So what are you going to do?” I inquired while I hope he would do the logical thing; of course I knew better.

  “Come on Keisha you know I ain’t no fucking snitch!” David barked.

  “David you’re talking about jail time here! Now is not the time to live by the code of the streets when ya life is in jeopardy!”

  “Look, I already handled it and told those muthafuckas I ain’t know who I copped from and that I’m just the middle man.

  “Okay, so since you told them that what are they saying about what’s going to happen you?”

  “Well since I ain’t talking, they say they gone get me with distribution of narcotics. Since I have never been caught up in no shit before and got a clean record, my lawyer told me I might just get off probation. If not I’ll be sentenced to three to five, but out in two with good behavior”

  “Damn David, I really wish you just leave this shit alone all together and get a real job.” I scolded.

  When David and I were together I constantly begged him to leave the streets alone, but his greed for the fast money, clothes, and hoes overpowered his common sense; I see that nothing has changed.

  “Yeah, well I just wanted to let you know that if anything happens, Jass will be straight. I’m also going to make sure you straight too.”

  “Thank you, but you don’t have to do anything for me. I’m good. That’s what my husband is for. Just make sure your daughter is fine, she’s your only responsibility. Make sure you spend as much time with her as you can just in case you do have to go.” I said although I was shocked that he mentioned that he would make sure I was taken care off too.

  I was also worried, because he talked as if he knew some shit was about to go down.

  “Speaking of which, have you told ya boy about me coming here and seeing my daughter?” David asked changing the subject.

  “No I didn’t get a chance. With all the bullshit going on with his baby momma it slipped my mind.”

  “Damn baby momma drama huh? I didn’t even know ya dude had kids.”

  “He doesn’t have kids, he has a two and a half year old daughter, and yes baby momma drama.” I know I sounded frustrated and I knew David was gonna probably pick up on it, and that’s the last thing I wanted him to do.

  “Aye, I’m sure he can handle it. Don’t let that shit get to you.” He assured me.

  That was easy for him to say.

  “We’ll deal with it. Just so you know I appreciate you being up front with me about what’s going. I’ll make sure you see Jass and spend as much time with her as you want.” I said as I got up to leave.

  I knew I had to get out of there, because things had started to get too personal between us; especially me talking to him about me and Keith problems. As I stood up David gently grabbed my arm and pulled me back down on the couch.

  “What are you doing David?” I asked him stunned by his sudden gesture.

  Without answering, he went in a kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I knew I should have pulled back, but it felt like I was in a trance. My mind was telling me to stop but my body and the wetness between my legs wouldn’t let me.

  “David stop, you know we can’t go there again.” I told him breathlessly.

  “Yeah, well yo’ body is saying otherwise.” David said as he started to rub my pussy through my panties.

  Since I had on a skirt, it was easy access. Thoughts of how Keith defended Stacy flashed through my mind. The way Stacy came to the door dressed half naked, and the thought of them fucking around behind my back had me upset all over again. Those things combined allowed me to let David have me with absolutely no guilt. David pulled my panties to the side, and from there it was on! We fucked hard, and before long we were both exploded. Unable to move, we lay there on the couch for a while before the guilt kicked back in.

  “I can’t believe we just did this shit again David. You know this was not supposed to happen!” I yelled as I got up and started to put my panties back on.

  “Here you go again with the fuck shit Keisha. If we weren’t supposed to be doing it, then why the fuck did we do it?”

  “I don’t know why! I came over here to discuss whatever was going on with you, not to fuck!” I didn’t know if I was more upset at him or myself at that point.

  “Fuck you yelling at me for? Shit you act like I took the pussy, yo’ ass gave it to me willingly so stop tripping!” David snapped back.

  I knew he was right, but I still didn’t give a fuck.

  “You right, but I shouldn’t have gone there with you again. I’m a married woman now.” I flashed my ring. ”You are my baby daddy, and we are not supposed to be fucking.”

  “Yeah well but we did. Damn, one minute you jumping on the dick wanting to fuck the shit outta me, then after you catch ya nut you start tripping.” David looked at me confused.

  “You know what, whatever. Only call me when you ready to see Jass. She gets out of school at three; do you want to see her then?” I asked ready to get the hell out of his room.

  “Yeah, are you bringing her here or I’m coming to yo’ crib?”

  “I’ll just meet up with you instead. Like the park. Jass loves the park.” I told him.

  There was no way in hell I wanted to come back to his hotel room, and him coming to my house was also out of the question.

  “That’s cool, especially since your husband doesn’t know shit about me.” David smirked as he sat up against the back of the couch.

  “That’s my business to handle David; I’ll text you soon as I pick her up with the address.” I said and then left.

  I’m driving home now and feel like shit. I can’t believe I cheated on Keith again, and with my baby daddy of all people. I promise to God, this will never happen again!

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Cassandra

  I’m sitting up here in court waiting on Troy to be escorted in. He hasn’t called me since he was allowed his first phone call, and I needed to know what the hell is going on. I swear I’m so sick and tired of his drama, and just to think I came back to this shit!

  “All rise.” The bailiff instructed as the judge entered the courtroom. She’s a short older woman, who was pail, and wearing too much lipstick for my taste.

  We all stood until she gave us the cue to sit back down. Not long after, the prisoners were all brought into the courtroom shackled together, and Troy is the first one leading the damn pack. He looks so disheveled and outta place surround by all those men, and I can tell that he hasn’t gotten any sleep by the heavy rings around his eyes. As they continue to make their way to their seats in the far corner of the courtroom, he looks around and once he spots me he gives a faint smile. I don’t even bother to return it.

  “Okay
, let’s begin. The state verses Troy Hughes.” Troy was then unshackled and allowed to step up to the podium. “On count one, violation of restraining order and count two, assault and battery.” Troy stood there just staring straight ahead at the judge.

  “You honor Mr. Hughes has violated a restraining order placed against him by a Ms. Candice Parker. The defendant went to the victim’s residence with the intent to assault her, but the police were called and they came to the scene catching the defendant in the act. He was arrested on the spot.” The female prosecutor stated.

  What is the hell is going on, and who is Candice Parker? I asked myself, knowing that I’d never heard that name before. He went to her house and got caught by the police huh? I don’t know what was going on, but I do know that Troy has some serious explaining to do!

  “Is the victim present?” The judge asked glancing around the courtroom.

  “Uh, no…no she’s not you honor.” The prosecutor stammered.

  “And, why not?” The judge returned with her eyebrow raised.

  “I believe that it wasn’t enough time for the court’s to contact Ms. Parker.” The prosecutor stated.

  “Well it should have been the court’s priority!” The judge snapped. ”I’m going to schedule this hearing for another date, and the victim should be present. In the meantime, bail is set at twenty-five hundred dollars.” she lifted her gavel. “Oh and Mr. Hughes, you are to stay a thousand feet away from the victim. If you violate this order again, your bond will be revoked and I will make sure you are held in the county jail until your court date. Next case!” she yelled as she brought the gravel down and hit it against the sound block.

  Troy looked back at me as he was escorted back through the door he’d come out of. On his way inside, he mouthed the words “bail me out”. Still upset, I jumped up and left the courtroom to make a call to our bail bondsman, Alex. I had him already on speed dial due to Troy previous cases with child support. Alex assured me that he’ll post Troy’s bond right away, and since it’s still early he should be out within the next two hours tops. I knew I had time to spare, so I decided to go across the street and have breakfast at the little Cuban café. I figured while I was there I could use the time to gather my thoughts.