Chapters (43)
- WAHIDA CLARK PRESENTS:
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Wahida Clark on Mental and Behavioral Health
When we got situated in the car, Red whispered into my ear, “I told you we should’ve stayed home.” She unzipped me and began to give me some jaw action.
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By the time we made it home, we couldn’t make it to the bedroom. We stood up against the living room wall, her legs wrapped around my waist, and I pulled her thong to the side. I slid into her so effortlessly and was just getting my stroke on, causing her to whisper nasty shit in my ear, when suddenly, I started hearing a “Rattattattat!” and “Pop, Pop, Pop.” Our windows rained shards of glass all over the living room floor.
I instinctively pulled Angel to the floor, covering her with my body. I didn’t even have my burner on me.
The fire power seemed like it went on forever. Finally, I heard the car doors slam and rubber skidding against the road. Then there was silence.
KYRA
I was sick of this bitch! Who the hell did she think she was? She had me fucked up! Pregnant or not, I was about to show this ho who she need not to fuck with, period! I lunged for Nina, and this time I was the one pregnant, ready to battle. Rick stepped in between us, but I damn near tried to take his head off too.
“Stop it, Kyra! You’re both better than this.”
“I ain’t gon’ be no more bitches, skanks or whores!” I said, trying to swing on Nina. The blow landed on Rick’s shoulder.
Nina was reaching over Rick, trying to hit me as well.
“Bitch, I’ll call you that all day long since you gon’ get pregnant by my man, when you knew I was pregnant.” She enunciated each word with a swing, although none of her hits landed and vice-versa. Rick was like a wall standing between us.
“Bitch, he was my man first!” I declared. “We have history!”
I was praying I got my hands on her ass. I was going to rip her ass apart! Ugh.
Doctor Henson began calling on his phone. “Security! Security!”
All I felt was Rick’s arms around me, keeping me from Nina; my enemy. The bitch he fell in love with. The bitch he was choosing over me! At least, that was how I looked at the situation.
“Let me go! Let me go!” I screamed. “You’re choosing her over me!”
“I chose the both of you. But now I’m having second thoughts. Neither one of y’all is proving to be worth my damn energy and time.”
RICK
I was trying to keep Kyra from hurting herself and the baby, but she turned on me like a rattlesnake. Her generally soft features transmogrified into something that looked like a demon. It caught me off guard.
“If you want that bitch, you can have her. Let me go!” Kyra ranted.