Nubia

"Good day Mr. Jones," I smiled at my geometry student. He can sure act a fool in class, but whenever I assign work he's amenable to do it. I like him just not the way he acts.

"You too Ms. Mikhail." He smiled walking out of my class.

I sighed as soon as I heard the door close shut. Now I have to go home and deal with my wife.

Weird shit has been going on with her. Besides wanting to always stay in the house and not work, she's been throwing up a hell of a lot, pissing every other ten minutes, and she's been on a diet and she can't even maintain that.  I tried asking if she wanted to go the doctor or the ER, but she refuses. I'm gonna end all this shit today though I can tell you that.

I grabbed my briefcase and sluggishly walked out of my classroom. On my way, I had a couple goodbyes from other teachers. I'm friendly with them, but I keep my distance unless I'm in meetings or any other social activities of that sort.

I walked out the school, unlocking my car in the process, then getting into my car. I threw my bag over into the passenger seat, starting the car up and leaving the school's parking lot.

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I finally arrived at home. Traffic down the highway was horrible as fuck, but right now I need to prepare myself mentally and emotionally before I walk in this house. I've just about had it with Casey. She doesn't try to go to work, now she hates cleaning, she stays wanting to order some damn take-out...

Fuck I look like eating some unknown shit repeatedly seven days a fucking week? I'm wifing your ass up, so get up and cook for me. Hell, I do it for her. I don't see why she can't do it back.

Besides that, she has just been demolishing our morals we both have together in this household. I'm not pleased with her actions here lately.

I got out the car and went into the house. Of course, she was still sleeping. Like how on Earth do you sleep for a long period of time? No not for me.

I put my belongings on the couch and immediately began to inspect the house. Nothing looks out of place, besides a few dishes in the sink. I'll take care of it.

I head upstairs and it's dead silent. She didn't even hear me walk in.

I need to think before I go in there and start World War three.

I inhaled and exhaled deeply before opening the door. To my surprise, she wasn't in the bed. The sheets were pulled back indicating she must have just gotten up. It couldn't have been any more than 10 minutes ago.

I turned my attention to the bathroom door. Being nosey- I can't be nosey it's my motherfucking house.

I put my ear against the door and heard her talking with the shower running.

"That's why my damn water bill so fucking-"

"Can you just come by?" She asked. It sounded as if she was irritated with whomever it was on the phone.

Who the fuck is she on the phone with?

"But how the fuck you gon' leave me in a situation like this?! It took the both- yea I know but I don't give a damn about her right now. This is between me and you!" She yelled.

Wait...
This bitch bets not be talking about me nor what I think she talking about. "Nigga don't play dumb the bitch taking dick from another bum ass dyke." My inner me said. As much as I want to think that's happening I refuse to listen to it.

"Nigga fuck you! I'm done if you don't want to take care of this fucking baby then you best bel-" the door swung wide open revealing a very shocked and wide-eyed Casey. The phone slipped from her hands as her mouth fell open.

I stepped up inches away from her face clenching my jaw and fist. Oh, how bad I want to punch the shit out her.

"Repeat that," I said between gritted teeth. She stammered her words trying to speak. I didn't want to hear them dick stained words coming out her mouth.

"B-Baby, I...I didn't know you were-"

"Bullshit!" I yelled in her face, "Who the fuck were you talking to Casey?"

"Baby nobody-"

"Do you want me to knock the shit out of you?"

"No ba-"

"Then tell me who the fuck were you talking to and why the fuck you insisted he wasn't trying to take care of no damn baby that ain't fucking here?!"

Right now she was crying,but who gives a fuck? Maybe that fake ass baby of hers.

"I'm sorry baby," She cried. 

"Fuck you and your apologies, when did you get dicked down Casey?"

She shook her head, "My God Casey if you don't answer me.." 

"Two months ago.." She whispered, "by..." She sniffled, "Latrell." 

I chuckled in disbelief, "Latrell?" I laughed even harder. 

Latrell is my old friend. We were the best of friends throughout high school. He moved away for college the same time I did. We lost contact but recently started talking again because he moved back. You wouldn't guess why he moved back? Bitch he got hired as the Basketball coach at the high school I work at. I'm not trying to lose my job, so I'm going to keep it simple.

"Get your shit," I said walking to the closet grabbing a duffle bag that was stored away. I angrily rammed some of her clothes into the bag and threw at her, "Call Little dick Latrell and go stay with him," I said pushing her out the bedroom door. She dropped the bag and tried to turn around pleading for me not to kick her out, but that was not about to happen. 

"Leave the bag here, I will have someone bring you your stuff. Until then govern yourself accordingly and get the fuck out my house." I said as calm as I could. 

She looked at me, eyes full of sorrow and hurt, but I can't do it. 

I saw another tear slip and fall down her face before turning around to leave. She closed the door softly. A couple minutes later I could faintly hear the front door shut. 

I stared at the bedroom door. 

My wife. The person I promised to love forever, trust with all my heart, and protect with my whole life, cheated on me and got pregnant. She wasn't even going to tell me, nonetheless leave me oblivious to the dirty affair she was having. 

I wanted kids. I wanted them so bad, but she insisted that we wait until we reach that point in life where we would look like the perfect family. A big house, nice car, six-figure paying jobs, a marriage with love that never dies and will last forever , and of course two obedient and smart kids. Despite me telling her I don't care about our image i.e what was listed above, she just wouldn't comply. I just wanted a beautiful and loving family.

I sat on the corner of the bed and contemplated my whole marriage with her. I really wasted my time with her. 

Without notice, a tear slipped from my eye. Soon followed by more. I'm crying? I wiped my face and stood up confidently. "I don't cry over hoes," I said fixing myself up, "I'm going out for a drink and Casey will not have me head deep in her ass." I said grabbing my keys and leaving the house. 

Macey

Me and Mavey were on our way to the cemetery for her burial. The service was very nice, but I and Maverick just couldn't take it. I couldn't even look at her lifeless body laying in that casket. She was dressed in her favorite dress, but what stood out was the silver locket on her necklace she wore. She has told me several stories about that locket. God how much I'm going to miss her..

Maverick cried some during the funeral and had his moments, but he was so strong about it. He was the one keeping me together. 

Another thing that hurt me was Maverick and I was the only relatives that attended. Everyone else was friends of hers and a few staff members she was really friendly with. My mother, my aunts, uncles, cousins, shit none of them showed up. Fuck all of them. Are they that heartless that they can't be here for her funeral? Even when she was alive, they never bothered to visit her in the hospital or the nursing home.

We drove towards the cemetery arriving shortly after doing so.  We got out the car and people started to arrive as we took our seats. 

I held Maverick close as his head laid on my side. I couldn't take my eyes off the white and silver lined casket. Just knowing the person that really  gave a shit about your life is never coming back. 

The preacher preached and you could hear sniffles and small whimpers from some of her elder friends. She must have been a great friend to them. She was always a sweet lady and never did harm to anyone. 

The service was now officially over. Maverick and I sat in dead silence watching them lower her down into the grave.  Mavey quietly got up and walked over to where he was now standing over her casket. He silently unpinned his flower on his shirt and threw in there. I got up hugging him tightly. We said our last goodbyes and walked away. 

We got in the car and drove home. It was a long and hard day for us both, so I decided to cook. 

I stopped by the grocery store and bought what I could with the money I had on me to buy a couple things for tonight's meal. After leaving the store I drove home and there in the driveway were two cop cars and the cops were at the door. I guess they were waiting on me or who they think the owner is. 

I parked on the curb and told Maverick to stay in the car. I got out praying it wasn't something serious, maybe just checking up on the house or something. 

As I approached the house one of the officers noticed my appearance and grabbed the other officer's attention. Within seconds I was standing in front of them. The people I feared most.

"Ma'am are you living in this residence?" 

"Yes sir, why?" 

"Well, we are repossessing this house because the owner is locked up and no one is here to pay bills of any sort. All her bank accounts have been frozen and without permission from the judge they will remain like that."

Fucking great. We don't have a place to live and because I can't get a job I can't pay bills. Her bank accounts are frozen, so I can't get that money to pay the bills. Fuck.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but we also have to take the car. Once the ownership was aware of the owner's recent arrest on her charges, they wanted to repossess the car. As well as the other providers and owners of this property and some of it's belongings."

This is really happening... 

We are homeless again, but I guess we might have to go back to our mother's. 

"We'll give you till tomorrow, again I'm sorry but we're just following orders." The other officer said. They gestured a head nod and got in their cars and left. I waved for Mavey to get out the car. He did and I ran back to get the groceries. 

After getting in the house, I sat the groceries down. I walked back and forth thinking about what we can possibly do. I don't want to go back to the devil's household, but I don't want to be homeless or live in a dingy ass motel that sooner or later I won't be able to afford. 

"Sissy why they show up?" Maverick asked walking into the kitchen. 

"Well... because Kay-Kay is gone, we can't stay here."

"So where we go? Mom-"

"No!" I cut him off. I kneeled in front of him, "We're going to leave and never come back." I whispered looking around just thinking about what the hell just came out my mouth.

"What about mommy?" 

"Do you want to stay there?"

He shook his head no and played with his hair. Now that I think about it, what if I gather as much money as I can, get some cheap bus tickets from the near station and we leave and start a new life? I know it's possibly illegal, but I don't want to live in this place anymore. 

"I'll tell you what. Tonight I'm going to buy tickets then we'll pack our stuff and go to moms. Tomorrow night We're going to leave while she and James are sleeping. We'll get on the bus and leave to a new place where no one can hurt me or you. Sound good?" I asked. He smiled in response. 

"Will mom be ok by herself?" He asked. Now I do love my mother and I'd hate to leave, but I can't stand the way she is treating us not to mention her damn boyfriend. Ole bald headed ass nigga think he owns and runs everything and I refuse to let him think Maverick and I are his property. Fuck allat, We're starting a new life and I don't give a damn how it's done. 

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Excuse any mistakes!

I apologize to my readers I said I had an update and I did, but shit went left with my reviews and stuff for midterms but I got it back on track. All my exams are this week, so I'll try to update, but I apologize in advance if I don't. I have a game Tuesday so it most likely won't be that night but it will definitely be written up and edited for that next morning. Again I apologize. 

I love you guys and keep reading on! 

P.s I used my Chromebook so emojis and shit like that I use aren't present :(