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I had the driver drop my bags at the door and tipped him. Once he was gone, I kicked off my shoes and headed straight for my deck. It was unseasonably warm for that time of year in New York, and I thought I’d relax and unwind out there after my flight.
When I opened the French doors and walked out on the deck, what I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. There she was—with her long, blonde hair—with her ass sitting in my chair. He got his fuckin’ nerve bringing his new bitch to my house! "Umm, excuse me."
Her neck snapped around and she looked at me, and then she smiled. "Oh, I’m sorry. You startled me. You must be Carmen—" she started, but I cut her ass off quick. "No. That’s the maid. Who the fuck are you?" I asked, and started walking up on her.
She jumped up from my chair and started backing away from me. "I don’t know who you are, but I think you should leave before I call the police."
"The police?" She’s gonna call the police on me in my own house. "Go ahead and call them."
"Look," she said, and continued to back away. "If you want money, my purse is inside. You can have it all. Please, just don’t hurt me."
When she ran out of deck to back up on, I had her cornered. I slapped her in the face because I knew I wouldn’t get another chance, and watched it turn red. "Go ahead and call the police. I’ll be upstairs," I told Blondie and went inside.
As I walked through the house, she came back inside, and I could hear her frantic-ass trying to call Tyrone. "Answer the phone, damn it!"
I knew that she was wasting her time. Tyrone had a bad habit of not answering his phone when he was busy, and not checking his messages. His secretary does that for him, and gives him the messages that are important. "Get used to it, sweetie," I said as I walked up the steps.
Since this is such a nice neighborhood, the police were there is less than five minutes. I listened by the door as she explained to the police that some black woman broke into her boyfriend’s house, and assaulted her.
"Is she still in the house, ma’am?" the officer asked.
"She’s upstairs. Probably stealing the jewelry."
"How can I steal my own jewelry, dumb bitch?" I said out loud, and waited for the cops to come upstairs. After I showed them my driver’s license listing the house as my address, the officers, realizing the delicate situation they had stumbled into, apologized and went back downstairs to break the news to Blondie.
"His wife?" I heard her say. "That’s his wife?"
"Yes ma’am. So I’m afraid you’re going to have to leave."
It was hours later when Tyrone finally got to the house. I could no longer call it a home. He had done everything he could to make that clear to me.
My bags were packed and in the car by then, and I was sitting in the living room. All that remained was for me to get some things off my chest, and get out of there. I felt embarrassed and humiliated by the fact that he would bring her to what was once our house.
"Barb," I heard him yell when he came through the door. "I got something for you, baby. Barb, where are you, baby?"
"Not Barb."
"Oh, shit," Tyrone said softly, and came slowly into the living room. "Hello, Avonte. When did you get back?"
"A couple of hours ago. I got here just in time to catch a burglar."
"A burglar?"
"Yes, but the police came and put her out."
When I said her, Tyrone sat down in the chair across from me. "Her?"
"Yeah, her," I said, and threw my drink at him. "How could you do that to us, Tyrone?"
"What did I do?"
"Don’t play stupid with me, Tyrone, it doesn’t suit you. Barb!" I yelled, wishing I had something else to throw at him. "You had your concubine in our house! I was only gone a week, Tyrone. How could you just move another woman in here?"
"I didn’t move her in, Avonte. Be reasonable."
I bolted up from the couch. "Be reasonable? Did you fuck her in our bed?" I asked, looking for something to throw. There was a lamp nearby, so I grabbed it and threw it. That got his attention as he jumped out of his seat.
"You got to believe me, Avonte. I didn’t move her in. I had a meeting to go to, so I left her here. I didn’t think I’d be gone this long, and I definitely wasn’t expecting you," Tyrone said, moving around the room as I looked for more stuff to throw.
