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The Next Morning…
I filled a bowl with cold water, turned off the faucet, then traveled back into our bedroom. I moved to Justin’s side of the bed, raised the bowl, and dumped it directly onto his face. Hejumped up and started coughing and trying to catch his breath since his mouth was open.
“The hell, Mo! What’d you do that for?”
“Three in the morning? Really? You must think I’m some type of fool, don’t you?”
“Baby…” He swiped his face and sighed. “I know what it looks like, but after I left the office, it was after ten. Then Darnell called and asked me to meet him for drinks because he wanted to talk to—”
“Save it! You really do take me for some type of fool. You think because I haven’t said anything that you could keep doing this shit? You got me all the way fucked up!”
“I wouldn’t play you, Morgan. You know that, baby. Come on, now.”
“I don’t know shit! All I know is your ass been moving funny since our anniversary, and if you think I’m not going to find out what you’re up to, then you have another thing coming. You better tighten the fuck up before I unleash a world of hell on your ass.”
He looked at me in shock. I was sure it was due to my behavior. I had never stepped out of pocket on him like this because I never had to. We had our moments where we debated, but it was never to this extreme. I was glad the kids’ rooms were on the other side of the house so they wouldn’t hear me chewing their dad out.
“I’m about to go see my mom. When I get back, your ass better be here, and you’re going to tell me what the hell you’ve been up to because I’m not tolerating any of these changes. Furthermore, my mom is retiring from the bank soon, so she’s going to keep Mariah while I go back to work.”
“I thought you wanted to be a stay-at-home mom?”
“Well, I changed my mind. I don’t like sitting in the house with my thoughts. I think I may take the position as your assistant.”
“You have a degree in physiology. Why on Earth would you want to work as my assistant? Besides, the position has been filled anyway.”
“Well, un-fill it!”
“You’re crazy, woman,” he muttered, tossing the covers aside to move to the bathroom.
I laughed menacingly.
“Oh, you haven’t seen crazy yet. Feed my babies!” I exclaimed, storming out of the bedroom.
If I had to be honest, part of my frustration with Justin was because of what Drue unleashed on me yesterday. I tossed and turned all night from that alone, and then my creeping ass husband creeping his ass in our bed like I wouldn’t notice made things worse. I was not having a good morning at all.
Descending the stairs, I grabbed my purse, phone, and keys then headed out of the door.
“Morgan,” Justin called out to me before I got in my car. I stopped and waited for him to reach me. “I want to talk about this when you get home.”
“We will. Obviously, you like to lie.”
“There’s nothing to figure out, Mo. I fucked up by not calling and letting you know where I was or what I was doing. I got carried away, and I’m sorry for that. I love you so damn much. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
“Sure you wouldn’t. I have to go. Don’t forget to feed my babies some real food and not that nasty oatmeal they hate.”
“Fine. I’m going to make us breakfast, and I’ll have a nice lunch for you when you return.”
“Yeah, okay.” I opened my door, and Justin pulled me into him, kissing my lips softly.
“It’s always you, baby.”
What the hell does that mean?
Him saying shit like that was why I thought something fishy was going on. I ignored him as I got inside of my car and headed to my parents’ home. This man was really trying me.
Nehemiah
Loon pulled through the gates of my residence and into my driveway. I could see Shelby’s Durango sitting curbside and already knew she was waiting for me to find out the verdict of what happened today. I was almost sure Shanise called her and Chelsea already, even though her ass wasn’t supposed to be talking about my situation with anybody. However, when it came down to our family, none of us played about one another.