A Thug's Wife (Full Length Novel) (29 page)

             
On the other hand, their relationship was super rocky. Devon spent so much time in the streets that she barely saw the man. When he left the house in the morning after breakfast, she didn’t see him again most times until the next morning. It was like that now she knew the truth about him running the streets again he took full advantage of it. The time they spent together was so minimal. They probably had sex once a week if that. Devon was so obsessed with his new life that he forgot all about her and hadn’t paid her any attention.

             
This is why she didn’t instantly smile at the positive pregnancy test. It was the most tragic news that she’d received in a very long time because she didn’t know who the father of her child was. She knew that it most likely wasn’t Devon’s. He told her that he wasn’t going to pretend to finish in her when he really hadn’t and that he would just pull out when he came. He apologized to her almost every day for at least a month for lying to her and making her feel like less than a woman. He’d had Yessenia feeling like she was unable to get pregnant, and he felt bad for it. Even then, he still wasn’t ready to have kids.

So she kind o
f knew that it was no possible way that it could be his baby. She and Rashad had stopped their affair right after it started, but a few weeks ago it started up again. She was lonely. She needed the company, and she needed the touch of a man. She couldn’t get her husband to do that for her more than once a week and Rashad was there to pick up where he’d been slacking.

             
“’Sup baby?” Devon said as he approached Yessenia. He placed his arms around her and kissed her lips, but she turned her head away.

             
“Morning,” she said pulling away from him. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out the eggs and bacon and sat them on the counter. She could feel Devon staring a hole into her back and didn’t want to turn around to look at him. She kept her head down and focused on what she was doing.”

             
“I was thinking that we can go out and grab something to eat. Catch a movie and do a little shopping,” Devon suggested as he pulled open the fridge and grabbed a soda.

             
“Wow, so you have time for little ol’ me?”

             
“Come on now. You already know I would’ve been suggested we do this a while ago, but you having that lil’ monitor on your leg fucked it up, and you know I was working hella hard. I figure since you now free to get out and I got some free time and money to blow that we could get some time in before you get back to working again.”

             
“Yea, well that sounds good, but not today. I already made an appointment to meet with the developers for the shop. And I told Zaria that I would meet with her today so we can pick out decorations and help her register for her baby shower.”

             
“I thought her baby shower wasn’t for another couple of months.”

             
“It’s not, but she wants to make sure she got everything out the way before she is unable to get around. So I’ll be doing that today, but we can definitely-”

             
Yessenia’s voice was caught in her throat when Devon swept her off her feet and placed her on the kitchen cabinet. She watched as she shoved her legs open and pushed her gown up.

             
“I wanna spend time with my wife today. Do I gotta beg?” Devon asked as he dropped down to his knees.

             
“Devon, get up. Come on let me finish making breakfast so I can get dressed and be on time for my meeting.”

             
“I got all the breakfast I need right here.”

             
Devon pulled Yessenia’s laced underwear to the side and dipped his tongue into her wetness. He licked around her pussy and then sucked her clit into his mouth. His worked his tongue with precision as he lapped her up causing Yessenia to moan and fumble around on the cabinet.

             
“Oh God!” Yessenia screamed. It had been so long since she felt her husband’s lips on her. She was surprised but excited at the same time. This was all she wanted from him. This was what she needed from her him in order to keep her from running around on him.

She knew that was she was doing was wrong, and she didn’t want to be stepping out on her marriage, but she wasn’t feeling the love that she needed from him. The love that she felt when they’d first gotten together and when he app
reciated her for the woman that she was. He acted as if he was above the world now, and he forgotten all about her and her needs in the process.

“Do I gotta beg you baby?” Devon asked her. He placed two fingers inside of her dripping wet pussy and then qu
ickly flickered his tongue over her clit. He could feel her juices covering his fingers, and it made him use his tongue faster and faster.

“Oh God, Devon! I’m cumming! Oh, shit!” Yessenia began to go crazy as she felt herself on the rise of an orgasm. She
gripped the edge of the counter and grinded her pussy into Devon’s mouth. She threw herself at his face until she came. “Ahhh, fuck!”

“Hmmm, you taste so damn good,” Devon said as she stood to his feet. He dropped his pants down to his ankle and eased
his dick inside of her. “I’m ready to have kids now.”

Yessenia’s eyes popped open, “Huh?”

“Shit, your pussy feels so damn good. Fuck you’re so damn wet,” Devon groaned as he slid in and out of her. “I said I’m ready to make you the mother of my kids now. I’m about to cum all in this pussy. I know I’ve said it a thousand times already, but I’m sorry baby. I’m sorry for all the lies and making you feel like you couldn’t trust me. I love you, baby. You are my rock, and I don’t know what I would do without you. You ready for this? You ready to bring my seed into this world.”

Instantly a tear leaked down Yessenia’s face. Finally, Devon was ready to give her what she wanted. The one thing that they needed to complete their family and happy life, but sadly it was t
oo late.

***

“I need to talk to you,” Yessenia told Rashad as she stepped inside of his place.

“Okay, we can talk later. I gotta be in at twelve,” Rashad reached for Yessenia, but she slapped his hands away. He tossed his hands up and then stepped away fr
om her. “Okay, I’m listening.”

Rashad shut the door and walked over to his sofa to have a seat. There was a brief moment of silence in the room before Yessenia began pacing his living room floor. He looked at her strangely before he stood to his feet.

“You want a drink?”

“No, I don’t want no damn drink, Rashad. How did I get into this shit with you? What the fuck was I thinking calling you up after all these damn years?”

“Okay, what the hell is going on?”

“I’ve been cheating on my husband! That’s what is g
oing on! And for what? He ain’t do nothing wrong but tell a few damn lies. I thought that he was seeing another bitch, and he wasn’t-now it’s too late. I fucked up,” Yessenia began to cry.

“So what you saying? Are you ending this-”

“I’m pregnant, Rashad. I just came here to tell you that I’m getting rid of the baby and that I don’t wanna ever see you again. I’m changing my number. Don’t call me; don’t try to ever contact me again. I only came here to let you know that what we did was a mistake. I want to fix my marriage.”

She turned to walk out of the door when Rashad grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face him. “Is it mine?”

“I don’t know and it don’t matter. I’m not taking any chances so I’m getting rid of it just to be on the safe side.”

“You can’
t just get rid of my child Yessenia. I don’t give a fuck if you’ve had a change or heart or not! That’s my child you’re carrying.”

“So fuckin’ what, Rashad! It’s my damn body, and I will do as I please. Now let my arm go so I can get out of here!” Yessenia
snatched her arm around away and reached for the door knob.

“Yea, we’ll see about that. Let me just give Mr. Devon Butler a call and see how he feels about that. Wonder if he knows I’ve been fucking his
wife raw on and off over the last few months and a few times up in his big pretty house.”

Yessenia whipped back around to see Rashad pulling out his cell phone. She went to reach for it when he pulled back away from her continuing to scroll through his phone. Once again she tried to take the phone from him, when he took his hand and pushed her
away. Without thinking, she picked up the lamp that sat on his end table and slammed it against his head. The cell phone fell from his hand as he hit the floor, and blood dripped from the side of his head.

“Rashad,” Yessenia said noticing that he wasn’t m
oving. “Oh, shit. Rashad? Rashad?”

Yessenia cuffed her hand over her mouth and frowned at Rashad’s insensible body. There was no movement from him; absolutely none and Yessenia knew then that she’d killed him. He was dead, and she didn’t know what to do.
All she was trying to do was stop him from all Devon.
Fuck!
She thought.

Chapter 29: The Truth Always Comes To The Light

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tammy jumped up from her recliner and pulled her robe shut as she walked toward her front door. Her brow wrinkled up as she wondered who the hell was knocking on her door this time of morning like they were the police. She looked through the peephole and frowned at the sight of Marco standing on the other side. She wanted to turn around and walk away, but knew that Cherie would have a fit if she turned him away. She was sick to her stomach thinking about how Cherie was playing around on Kareem with this clown. He was worse than fucking Quasym, and she couldn’t understand her daughters.

She pulled the door opened and rolled her eyes at Marco. He was dressed in what she liked to call a clown suit. His shirt was too damn big for him, and his jeans were a least
a few sizes too large, as well. She didn’t know what was up with the Polo boots on his feet and shook her head at how sad his appearance was.
The nigga even got two gold damn teeth. How pathetic?

“Yes?” she questioned him.

“Where is Cherie?” Marco asked with his lip curled up in disgust.

“Nigga, I know your mama taught you better that.”

“Morning,” he said dejectedly.

“Yea, whatever. Cherie! Bring your ass to this damn door! This no good ass nigga you fucking with is here. Hmmph!”

Tammy walked off and went back to her recliner not even inviting Marco in. She grabbed the remote controller and began flipping through the stations. She glanced over at Marco as he stood in her foyer and once again frowned at him.
Broke ass.
Tammy thought as she turned her attention back to the television.

A few minutes later, Cherie came out of her bedroom and looked at her mama and then up at Marco with a smile. They had been inseparable ever since the day she showed up to tell him that she was pregnant with his child even tho
ugh it was a big lie.

She faked a miscarriage about a month ago and even had Zaria help her carry the lie out to make it look real. Marco was crushed when he found out that she lost the baby, but it had brought them closer together. He ended
up finally showing Cherie what his life was really like, the part of him that he was hesitant about showing her in the beginning of their relationship. He couldn’t help it, but he’d fallen deeply in love with Cherie and wanted to give her the world. She had an effect on him that no woman had ever had, not even Danielle. She was just it for him.

             
“What’s up, baby? I just finished packing my things. I thought you were gonna come by after I finished shopping with Zaria today,” Cherie said as she went to hug Marco, but instantly frowned when he pushed her away.

             
“The fuck is Kareem, Cherie?” Marco questioned.

             
“I don’t know,” she lied.

             
“Man, don’t fuckin’ lie to me! Sym told me everything!”

             
“Nigga, don’t come up in here-” Tammy interjected, but Cherie shot her a look that told her to stay out of it.

             
“Mama, don’t!”

             
“Yea mama don’t!” Marco told her, shooting her a daring stare.

             
“Oh hell no!” Tammy stood up from her recliner.

             
“Mama, stay out of it! And Marco don’t say shit to her!”

             
“I don’t know who the fuck you think I am, Cherie, but I told your ass not to fuckin’ play me!” Marco grabbed Cherie’s arm and gripped it tightly. His veins were protruding from his neck, and forehead, and anger was set deep within his eyes.

Quasym told h
im this morning that Zaria admitted that Cherie lied about the whole pregnancy and miscarriage and also that Cherie had been still seeing Kareem. Marco was devastated when he found out because he actually thought that he and Cherie were headed in the right direction. She was supposed to move in with him today in his two story home on the North side of Dallas, but now that wasn’t going to happen.