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I stood up from my seat, pulled up my pants and walked over to my pregnant wife. I helped her up, and when she was up on her feet, I helped her step back into her jeans.
Once we left the room, we went back up front to schedule our next appointment and then we walked out of the building. I held onto my wife’s hand the entire time as we made our way to the car. Once I made sure that she was comfortable in her seat, I went over to my side and got in.
“Where you want to go eat at? I know your ass hungry,” I said to Charlie as we pulled out of the parking lot.
“Let’s go to Benihana’s.” She beamed and I sucked my teeth.
I hated that damn restaurant and she knew it. I didn’t like the fact that we had to sit with other families, and when we did sit with them, they stared at a nigga the whole damn time, making me feel uncomfortable. I didn’t mind the staring because I knew it came with the territory, but damn if a nigga was out with his wife and kid, I wanted a little bit of peace.
“Out of all the restaurants in the damn world, your ass chose that one,” I told her.
She didn’t get a chance to reply because her phone starting ringing. I watched as she fished in her purse for her phone and then pulled it out and answered.
“Hey, sis,” she said, and I knew it had to be either Toya’s ass or Monae. “No, I’m with Quan now, we’re coming from my prenatal visit… I been with him since early this morning. What’s up with all the questions, Monae? What you trying to find out?” she asked.
I watched as she listened to whatever the fuck it was that my drama queen sister was fussing about. Her ass always had some shit going on.
“Alright, call me back and let me know what happens,” Charlie said and then she ended the phone call.
“What she got going on?” I asked Charlie as I jumped on the highway.
“Talking about she just now hearing from Quay after calling his ass all morning. And then when she asked him where he was, he told her that he was with you in the studio today.”
I just shook my damn head.
Class is now in session. To all the niggas out there that like to fuck around on your girl and do dumb shit, let me put ya’ll up on game to some shit. If your dumb ass was going to cheat on your girl, please tell your homeboy so that he could cover for your ass, because in the end, your ass is going to look fuckin’ stupid. Don’t tell your girl that you were chilling with your homies and not update your homies on the lie because then the shit won’t work out in your favor. Quay knew that shit, so I don’t know why the fuck he did it.
I don’t know what the hell Quay was out here doing, but I hoped he get his shit together. I wasn’t fighting this battle for Monae though. She wanted to scream and holler all day long about being grown, so be grown and handle your fuckin’ business. Yes, that was my sister and I loved her lil ass to death, but I told her from the beginning not to get me involved in her and Quay’s shit.
Chapter 11: Monae
This nigga must really think that I’m fuckin stupid. When it came to Quay, lately I felt like my ass was walking on pins and needles with him, scared to say certain shit because I was afraid of him walking away again. I felt like this nigga was smelling himself lately, and I didn’t like that shit one bit. He was treating me like some hoe that he had met on the streets and I wasn’t about to take that. I’d text him and all I would receive is a damn one-word text from him, not to mention his ass, including Dre and my damn brother, stayed out of town.
I didn’t want to be this loud ass, ghetto ass girlfriend, but I didn’t want to be fuckin’ disrespected either, and that’s exactly what I felt like he was doing. Ever since I moved in with him, I noticed that’s when the majority of our issues started. Plus, I still wasn’t over the fact that he almost got a bitch pregnant and then I had to fight this hoe in the streets like I was some classless, insecure ass little girl. Quay claimed that the condom broke, but I was having a hard time believing that.
When Quay and I first started having sex, we were using protection all the time and the condom never broke, so why is it that all of a sudden you claimed to have fucked the bitch that one time and the damn condom broke? Try that shit again with somebody else because I didn’t believe that shit.
I didn’t wan
t to believe that Quay was cheating on me, but he was leaving me no reason to not think that he was. I especially believed that he was cheating on me now because his ass had told me that he was with my brother all day, and when I called and talked to Charlie, she said she had been with Quan since this morning. Not to mention, I was calling Quay’s phone for about an hour straight before I got him to pick up. I was a strong ass female, and I wasn’t about to chase after no man that didn’t want to be kept. I wasn’t about to beg no nigga to be with me, and if Quay no longer wanted this relationship, I wasn’t about to beg his ass because I was tired of doing that.
Even though I just gave this academy award winning speech on this nigga, I was still in my car using the GPS from my phone to get to the destination that “find my iPhone” gave me. I had Quay’s username and password to his Apple account, so I was able to track down his destination. If I was going to walk away from this situation, I wanted to at least go out with a bang!
Damn near forty-five minutes later, I was pulling up to this big ass houses located in Sunny Isles. Okay, so he was visiting a bitch with money. Well, shit, at least he had good taste. I went through the security at the gate and all he did was write down my license plate number. He didn’t ask me who I was coming to see or nothing like that. I continued driving until the GPS indicated that I had arrived at the location. The only car in the driveway was Quay’s BMW. The house was a nice, two story, single family home and it was honestly like one of those houses that you see in the movies. The grass was so green and cut so well that it almost looked fake. I pulled up in the circular driveway and turned the car off. I left my purse under my seat and jumped out the car.
With my phone in hand, I walked up to the door and something told me to just turn the knob. When I did, it opened right up. I stepped inside, and with every step that I took, I could hear my echo.
“Monae, what the fuck are you doing here?”
I heard Quay’s voice and I turned around to see him looking at me like I was crazy.
“Don’t look at me like that, and I could be asking you the same fuckin’ question. What the fuck are you doing here and where do you have that bitch hiding?” I asked, walking up on him like I wanted to swing on his ass.
Chuckling, he said, “Your ass is crazy for real. What bitch? Only bitch here right now is your crazy ass.”
That comment pissed me off and I punched him hard as hell in his chest because I didn’t find that funny at all.
I left him standing there and literally scanned this whole damn house, checking to see if he had a bitch stashed away. I was opening up fuckin’ kitchen cabinets, shower doors, I wasn’t taking no damn chances. These niggas had gotten smart, and if this house had a damn ladder, I probably would have climbed my ass in the damn attic. After I finished searching through all of these damn bedrooms and bathrooms and any other room that was in this big ass house, I made my way downstairs. When I came back down this time, Toya was standing there along with Quay, and they both were looking at me like I was crazy.
