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Jermaine stared out the window trying to get his thoughts together. So much was on his mind that he couldn’t make sense of it all.

“Have you seen Envy? I’ve been calling and texting and it’s going to her voicemail,”

“Honestly man, it just dawned on me that I haven’t seen her. I don’t keep tabs on women that’s not mine. I had that little situation with her six months ago and never saw her again,” Malcolm said honestly. He wanted to add that he was too busy bonding with his daughter to think about Envy, but he knew Jermaine would never recover from that.

“She went off the grid the day I lost my job. I remember Eden saying she’d do shit like that all the time when they were growing up. After she’d fuck them over, she’d be gone for about two years then pop up like she was never gone. I texted her that she was dead when I saw her again. That bitch ruined my fucking life. I lost my wife and my career behind some pussy that wasn’t even mine. How much worse can my life get?” Jermaine asked as he stared ahead at his home .

“Man, I don’t think you have to worry about it getting any worse than this. That’s impossible. Call me if you need me,” Malcolm added before driving away. He had no way of knowing that things for his friend would indeed be getting worse.

Jermaine stood outside of his home, the place that once brought him so much peace and dreaded going inside. For the past six years he walked in and out of the front door of this home. As he stared at the home, he noticed so many things that he had forgotten, not forgotten, but ignored.

This home was once perfect. Three levels of custom-built beauty, his first major purchase, and a wedding gift to his new bride. But just like his bride, he started to neglect it, now cracks had begun to surface.

Tears filled his eyes as he thought back to the good times that he and Eden shared, the date nights ended with them falling asleep on the couch and the arguments the led to hours of makeup sex. This was supposed to be their forever home, but he knew that that had changed.

“I really spent a weekend in jail,” Jermaine thought as he reflected on how his overall actions had led him to the place he was now .

The officer and Malcolm were correct. He had started the cutthroat antics. Of all the people in the world. He knew that Envy should’ve never been someone that he entertained. Her only purpose for wanting him was to hurt her sister and he had willingly participated. Now he was dealing with the fallout by himself.

He had never known this level of anger, but he would use it to fuel the ass whooping he had for Envy. Pulling his phone out, he opened his text app to send Envy a quick text. There was no need to call, because he knew she wouldn’t answer. His hands shook as he typed the short message.

Text to unsaved number: Bitch, when I see you, you’re dead

There was no need to mince words. Exiting the app, he dialed his wife. He knew that she probably wouldn’t answer, but he still needed to hear her voice, even if it was from her voicemail.

“Why the fuck are you calling me?”

Eden’s high-pitched voice caught Jermaine off guard. He hoped she would, but he wasn’t expecting her to answer the call. In all actuality, he planned to take a scalding hot shower to wash the scent and feel of jail off of him then drive over to Marie’s to speak to his wife.

“Edy look, I messed up. I know that. This is a lot for me to process. But I’m willing to work through this. I’m willing to go to counseling. We can speak with an adoption agency-”

“Adoption agency? Jermaine, are you an idiot? The moment I drove three hours to hop on your daddy’s dick, I was 100% done with you. Did you really think that we could or that I would be interested in working anything out with you? I’m not. You started this shit, and I ended-”

“Ended what? Bitch, you ended what? Did you think I’d let you get away from me? You’re not going nowhere until I’m ready to free your stupid ass.”

“Isn’t that what Jerry said to your dead mama?”

Jermaine’s heart stopped. He never expected Eden to say something so venomous and cold.

“Eden, I-”

“You are always a victim Jermaine. I hope you get exactly what you deserve. A cop is escorting me and Eve over there to get my things. I’ll see you in divorce court,” Eden said before ending the call .

For the first time since his mother and brother were murdered, Jermaine felt completely alone. Eden had been the one person that he knew would always be in his corner, and now she was gone. The sinking feeling threatened to consume him whole. Yes, he still had a phone filled with beautiful women to keep him company, but they were just that, company. Something to do to pass the time.

“I need to figure out a way to get this baby out of the picture and get my wife back,” Jermaine said as he put his key in the lock of his front door.

As soon as he stepped into his home, he wanted to run back outside. The smell of putrefied meat was so rancid that his eyes watered and he gagged.

“What the fuck is-” he couldn’t even finish the question as vomit forced its way up his esophagus and expelled from his mouth and nose. He welcomed the violent expulsion because it replaced the scent of whatever was rotting in his home.

“What the fuck is that smell?”

The scent was so overpowering that tears leaked from his eyes. The only time he could remember smelling something so vile was when a raccoon was stuck in the attic. The dead rodent smell was abhorrent, what he was smelling now was ten times worse. Stumbling inside he tripped and fell. He now understood the phrase; the scent was blinding.

“Goddamn what-”

The profane blasphemous swear died in his mouth when Jermaine looked at Eden’s Dzmitry Samal human end table. Yes, he saw the horrid table with its four human-like legs every day, that isn’t what bothered him. It was the two oozing grayish-black legs with lime green polish on the nails that made a blood curdling scream burst from Jermaine’s lips.

“ENVY!!”

“Ma’am stay here!”

The officer escorting Eden, pushed her, Eve, and the stroller behind him when screams erupted from the home.

“What’s going on?” Eden asked as if she weren’t the orchestrator of the events that were unfolding.

“Oh my God!” Eve screamed as she watched a frantic Jermaine running out of his home gripping the hair of Envy’s decapitated head .

Breaking News

Former Le Bleu Luxury Hotel General Counsel Jermaine Shelton has been arrested for the murder and dismemberment of his former mistress and sister-in-law, Envious Lilith Merci.

Though the body was found in Shelton’s home, he claims that he was possibly set up by his wife, even though there are several text messages between Shelton and the deceased that shows that the two had a volatile affair filled with threats of bodily harm and death.

Shelton is currently being held at the John E. Goode Detention Center. No bond has been set .