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⭐️ Your love done cost me ⭐️

I twirled my wedding band and ring around on my finger using my thumb as I sat on the rooftop of the uhaul, looking down at the movers as they removed bits of my old life from the truck and placed it on the lawn. I took a long pull from the blunt I had poorly rolled and damn near coughed my lungs out. I hadn't smoked or rolled a blunt in over 12 years. As the high started to settle in, my stress slowly drifted away. I never thought my life would come to this. Crazy how you can do everything RIGHT and still get fucked in the end. I go to church every Sunday, pay my tithes, remain loyal to the Lord and he threw this shit here in my life.
I couldn't help but chuckle, thinking how I been around this muthafuckah living a lie. This shit had me questioning myself as a woman.
A black Mercedes benz pulled through the gates and came around the circular drive way. I took another pull from the blunt and couldn't help but laugh at the fact that this car was identical to mine. Same fucking color and everything. I had begged for this damn car, damn near sucked and fucked him into a coma for this new Amg-cls 53 series model. Shit crazy.
“What the hell are you doing Mariah?! Are you crazy!”
My husband yelled as he stepped out of the drivers side of the car.
I looked down at him as he started going crazy trying to snatch his boxes out of the movers arms and place them back in the uhaul. I used to think my husband was the finest man in the world. He was everything to me. Tall, dark, and handsome as fuck. Our sex was everything, well, he was the only man I had ever had so to me he was everything.
Crazy how you can cook, clean, support a persons goals and dreams, encourage them daily, accept all their flaws, put up with their hating ass family members, all for the nigga just to shit on you. Embarrass you. Make you look like a whole fool.
I put the blunt out on the roof of the truck, stood up and walked to the back of it and climbed down. Once my grey red and white Nike prestos hit the pavement I used my hands to dust off my ass. I'm sure dirt had gotten on my grey and white Nike leggings and I needed to be sure I looked damn good. One of the movers licked his lips at me as he put a box that my husband had removed off the lawn and put back in the truck back on the lawn. I know I was looking good.
The only other thing I was wearing besides the grey and white Nike leggings was a matching Nike sports bra. I stayed in the gym so my 165 pound frame was banging.
My hair was sewn up into a 22 inch sew in using some Amazing Tresses bodywave hair, my stylist had my leave out blended to the gods and my bundles curled to perfection. I had just gotten my mink lashes done by Taylor owner of the Mink lab, and my natural brows were arched perfectly. I looked damn good.
I winked at the driver, who was a hillbilly looking white boy and made my way over to my husband who was going back and forth with the other mover. I shook my head at his silly ass. He was dressed in a navy blue Hugo boss Italian wool suite that I had payed over 800 dollars for, with matching cole haans. The shine from the sun had His waves glistening and as fine as he looked, my pussy couldn't even get wet for him.
I stood there on the side of the lawn and started back twirling my wedding ring with my thumb.
“Honey, honey could you please have these men take my things back to our home. Tell them that this was a mistake.”
His ass had the nerve to say as he approached me. The look on his face was priceless.
I held my hand up to stop his ass from getting any closer to me. He stood there pleading with his eyes.
“What's going on here babe?”
I turned my head to the left and watched as my husband’s mistress step out of the car looking like a reject version of me. She was matching him with a navy blue tight dress on, and she too had what appeared to be a sew in in her head that was one too many weeks old. Shit was nappy and thin as fuck. Bitch had two bundles when she should have gotten four, but got the nerves to be pushing a new benz.
Standing there watching her with a smirk on her face didn't hurt. What hurt was the fact that she was carrying a baby on her hips. A little boy who's skin was so dark and perfect With features that looked exactly like my husband. Her belly was protruding indicating that she was pregnant again. As I looked at the busted up version of me, my husband never broke his gaze from me. He was talking but I couldn't hear shit he was saying, nor did I care to hear. What could he say? The fact that he had a whole family on the side with a bitch that wasn't even half the woman I was, spoke volumes. This nigga lost his damn mind.
I wanted to go over there and drag the bitch across the lawn. Her lawn. Damn, Her lawn. This nigga had really bought the bitch a house, using our money. A house and a car. And her shit was twice as big as ours.
What stopped me from mopping this bitch on her own property was the fact that my husband wasn't even worth it. She wasn't worth it.
Bitches like HER killed me. She just couldn't be a nice side bitch. She wanted to play dirty. See, I found out about my husband's affair from his hoe herself. She found me on Facebook, sent me a request, and the day I accepted her she began throwing slick shots. Never did her coward ass say my name nor my husband's name but the bitch made it her business to let me know she was talking about me. If my husband would tell me he was going away on a business trip, the next day this bitch would make statuses like:
Daddy's home, you bitches better wake up, let that nigga keep lying to you like he on a business trip, you gone be left lookin dumb every single time.
See what I mean? The bitch play with me too much and her day coming, as soon as she drop that load I'm gone beat the fuck outta her. I thank God I wasn't stupid enough to give this nigga kids. Although I loved my husband and I did want a family, having children with him was just something I didn't want to do and now I know why I felt that way. The nigga was a two timing dog that played the fence. Now he can stay over in this bitch yard and kick soccer.
“Mariah! Mariah! Look at me! She is nothing to me! I swear!”
I turned my nose up as the man I once loved actually sit here and cried crocodile tears. The shit was comical. This nigga was sweating his damn waves out. If I wasn't so high I would record his ass. Clown ass nigga.
“Nothing to you? Kenneth. You played me for this wack ass bitch! Got this hoe having your babies, spent 5 years of our marriage laying up with this bitch, building a life with her, doing all the same shit you do to me, to her. How the fuck is she nothing when we getting the EXACT same treatment from the EXACT same nothing ass nigga?”
His eyes grew big as I spit the words out of my mouth using so much venom. Kenneth wasn't used to the Mariah from seventh street out of north Memphis. He was used to the well educated, good girl, successful Mariah. What he failed to realize was I was still from the hood, but I let all that shit go to be a loving and devoted wife to his ass. How stupid of me to sit up and believe this fairy tale ass life. Like this nigga been living a double fucking life. I gots to be the dumbest bitch on earth. But, all the late nights, business trips, mood swings, and always telling me what the fuck I'm not doing right, I should have known. I was just in denial.
I lit my blunt again and took a deep pull. I stepped real close to Kenneth and stood on my tip toes and blew all my smoke in his face.
“Kenneth, since you wanted to lay with trash, you stay here. Y'all perfect for each other. A bomb basic ass bitch, a nothing ass nigga. Ugly ass kids gone be nothing's! Fuck y'all. I'll see you in court bitch boy. I want every fucking thing. Fuck paying me in tears, you gone pay me pay me. I even want ya kids college funding.”
The movers had unpacked and left. Kenneth was sitting there still crying and pleading and the bitch feet must have gotten tired because she walked in the house. Scary ass.
I turned my back and started walking towards my benz.
“Oh yeah Kenneth?” I stopped and turned around.
“Yes honey?” He responded in a desperate tone.
I flicked my lighter and tossed it in the yard he was standing in surrounded by all his shit. The grass and the boxes instantly went up in flames. I had soaked his boxes in gasoline overnight and poured it all over their grass before the movers came.
Kenneth was screaming like a lil bitch trying to get off the lawn.
“Burn bitch! Stay the fuck away from me, cuz next time ya house gone be in flames! Right along with you and that bitch! Now play!”
I continued to my car and pulled off their property. I didn't look back. That nigga was now my past. The shit hurt but I refuse to be a bitch that take her husband back only for him to pretend like he's sorry and be back doing the same shit he apologized for. I'm only 29 years old. A bitch is young, bad, and healthy. It's time for me to live my life. Fuck a nigga.
(6 MONTHS LATER)
I pulled my Range Rover into my Grandmothers house. I smiled as I looked around and instant flashes of my childhood came to mind. God I missed this place. It was the hood, but it was home. I was raised by my mother, but she worked so much that I damn near lived with my Grandmother growing up. She taught me everything and I owe her my life. For the life of me I don't understand why she won't let me move her to a better neighborhood. I long ago paid her house off, something I had to do behind her back because she refused to take my money.
I wasn't rich, but I was well off. My job title is CRNA / Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetists. You know the one that gives you the medicine before you get surgery and have babies and shot? Yea, that's me!
After being a RN straight out of college, I worked my way up and around the hospital. Before I knew it I was back in school after I said I would never go back, and then I was giving patients their medication to go under the knife. I loved my job. I loved it because I made 6 figures BUT also because it was my passion.
I walked into the house speaking to a lot of folks from my childhood. They were all coming out of my grandma's house with A plate in tow. See my Grandmother was kind of famous around North (Nawf) Memphis. She was known for selling plates Monday thru Friday. She refused to let me invest in her a restaurant, claiming that she loved cooking out of the comfort of her own home. My grandmother was stubborn as hell.
After speaking to a few more people I made my way to the kitchen.
“Hey Grannie! I see you extra busy today!”
My grandmother was packing a few more plates and my stomach began to rumble looking at the cooked food choices. She had fried catfish filets, Mac n cheese, yams, greens, lasagna, dressing, black eyed peas, fried chicken and corn bread. I was going to have to work out extra hard tomorrow because my ass was about to eat.
“Yea these my last three plate and I'm finished for the day. And it's about time you brought yo wide ass over here. I thought you had let that damn man run you to an early grave.”
I rolled my eyes and prepared myself for a speech.
“Grannie I'm so over that man! We are divorced and I am at peace. I just took some time to get my mind right that's all. I'm sorry I stayed away.”
“Ummm humm. Well I'm glad you left that nigga alone. Fuck him. You the breadwinner anyways. His ass wouldn't be shit if it wasn't for you investing in that gym and training courses for him. And not to mention you coming up with the recipes for his weight loss products. You did that baby. You made him who he is.”
My Grannie wiped her hands on her apron. She was 67 years young and was a big boned beautiful short woman. I got my facial features from her for sure. Our flat face, tight cat shaped eyes, and button nose.
She turned to face me while handing me a plate.
“I know it hurts but baby, sometimes we build men up, but we don't understand we building them up to be better with another woman. Maybe he can be a better man to her than he was to you. I still owe his ass for all the times he went upside yo head.”
She wasn't lying. It wasn't a secret that Kenneth could get a little abusive when he was mad.
I can't believe I stayed so long! Lesson learned.
“Grannie you right but I'm over it. This fish soooo good.” I said in between bites. My grandma didn't play in the kitchen. I'm so glad she taught me how to slay a meal.
“Slow down before you eat yo tongue. You need to fatten up! You done got so little.”
I shook my head. “Grannie I'm fit.” She waved me off.
I finished my plate and headed to the bathroom. After I peed. I checked myself out in the mirror. I was looking good in denim high waist shorts, a fitted tee that I had tucked in, a long white cardigan that almost dragged the ground, and white Tory Burch flip flops. Of course my bundles were slayed and curled to perfection. This time I had a few burgundy highlights in.
I walked back out into the kitchen and was at a lost of breath. Damn. This fine ass man standing in front of me was like a breath of fresh air in a thug street nigga kind of way. SHIT. He was so Goddamn fine that it should be a crime. Tall, caramel, deep dimples mid top curly fade. Body on fucking point. And his swag was simple but through the roof. He was wearing some black Harem style joggers that were fitted everywhere except the middle where it was a little baggy giving the harem pants affect, a black neck and some black yeezys. Shitttt!
“Boy, I'll be so happy when you get a woman so you can stay the hell up out of my kitchen!” My grandma fussed and fine ass.
He smiled giving those deep dimples a special appearance, ohhhh his teeth sooo white. And perfect.
“Mariah, why you standing right there daydreaming? Come on meet Dane. Dane this my granddaughter Mariah.”
Damn Dane. Dane fine as hell. Shit.
I watched as Dane pulled out a knot of cash, peeled off a couple hundreds and hand it to my Grannie. She happily took it without hesitation, I shook my head. No wonder why her slick self always refusing my damn money. Dane over here spoiling her rotten.
Dane turned and looked my way and licked his bottom lip, showing off those dimples again. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his ringing phone with his free hand since his other hand was carrying carry outs of my Grannie's soul food. He pulled out A black flip phone. I didn't even know people still used those.
“What's good B?”
Hold up is that a New York accent I hear? Shiiit!
“Aite, I'm on the way.”
He sighed heavily and mumble under his breath. “I hate that Dumb ass bitch.” But my nosey ass read his lips and caught it.
I hope like hell his ass single because I refuse to deal with wife, girlfriend, or babymama drama. I know my worth. I bet not ever let a nigga keep me a secret.
Who am I kidding I just got out of a marriage. I'm not looking for a relationship but ain't nothing wrong with a little sex. Hell it's been 6 months. I'm not trying to fuck rubber dicks the rest of my life.
“Ma, Ima head out. Mariah, I'll see you later.”
With that, he swaggered his fine ass up out of the house. I'm glad I still had my bedroom here and kept a change of clothes because my panties were ruined. I can't walk around with wet panties, that's the quickest way to get a yeast infection.
“Ummm, I see you caught up in ya words over that man!”
My Grannie yelled as she snatched her short styled wig off while walking to her bedroom. I was on her heels.
“Chile all I know is his name is Dane. I was good friends with his grandfather Earl, he passed away last year and I just can't seem to get rid of Dane. He from up north but visit here a lot.”
“Hold up! You talking about Mr Earlie? Your Ex man that you claim wasn't yo man?” I laughed.
Grannie waved me off as she took all her money out of her bra and put it in her too drawer. She made so much damn money selling plates but refused to get a bank account. One day Ima set her one up online and deposit all her money. I just don't feel comfortable with all of it being here and she lives in the hood by herself.
“Honey he ain't my Ex! He was my human play toy that's all. Same thing you tryna do with Dane, we did.”
I laughed so hard, this lady never had a filter.
“Be careful with a man like Dane. He a good man but he live a dangerous life, if you know what I mean.”
This time I waved her off.
“I got this grand grand. I'm a big girl. Plus I never said I was interested I just was asking that's all.”
Grannie didn't believe me, she knew me better than I knew myself.
I stayed over a few hours and hung with her. Then, I headed on home. I was off the next three days so I wanted to make the best of it. All I was going to do was sleep and organize my closets. Being single wasn't so bad. My life was just fine.
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After being in the jet tub well over an hour and constantly adding hot water in, I climbed out. I slid my fur fenty puma slides on and walked out of my master bath. I loved to air dry, so I headed down stairs of my 4 bedroom home that I once shared with my dumb ass ex husband, to head to the kitchen to get a glass of wine. Ass naked.
A shadow in the living room made me stop dead in my tracks.
“Damn, I knew that ass was phat.”
I flicked the lights on and there in the flesh was Dane’s fine ass. Now, a smart bitch would have been scared as fuck, but me, nah, I wasn't the least bit afraid. I was turned the fuck on!
I put my hands on my hips and cocked my head to the side. Staring at his fine ass, my juices started pouring down my inner thigh. Thank God my body was already wet or he would have for sure noticed.
Damn right I was standing there posing naked. I wasn't shy! My body is a work of art. All natural, and I kept my shit waxed. Kim K ain't got shit on me!
“So you breaking and entering now? How do you even know where I live DANE?”
He licked his bottom lip, exposing those deep dimples that I love. Shitttt.
He was sitting there rubbing his hands together like birdman, salivating at the mouth looking at my body. He was so fucking sexy in his red polo pajama pants and white polo wife beater. Exposing all of his tattoos. He was hit the fuck up. He had tatts for days. Every part of his body was marked. Up to his neck and down to his knuckles. Shit was so damn sexy!
“I told you earlier that I would see you later. You must thought I was bullshittin’?”
He stood up, walked over to me and grabbed me by my waist while slapping my ass.
I didn't know whether to scream or moan. I didn't know this man from a can of paint but I wanted him in the worst way. His Gucci Guilty cologne filled my nostrils as I stared into his dark eyes. Um um um.
“You all up in my personal space and you don't even know me.” I moaned out as he began placing kisses on my collar bone.
“Come on, I want some pussy.”
Say no fucking more. The hoe in me asked no questions. I grabbed him by the hand and led the way to my bedroom. Say what the fuck y'all want but I was about to give this fine ass nigga the business. I don't give a fuck if I didn't know his last name, or that he broke in my damn house. He was fine as shit, I was attracted to him, and I needed some. I'm grown as hell. It is what it is.
I pushed him down on the bed and he sat himself up on his elbows. Watching me watch him.
“Come eat this dick up.”
Y'all know what I did? Took my ass over there and ate his shit up. Well…. I tried…. shit… how the fuck this damn thing is supposed to fit in me? I can barely get it down my throat….i guess he got tired of me attempting to suck his 12 inch unbelievable ass body part.
“I gotta teach you how to suck this shit. But bend that ass over.”
I assumed the position. I squeezed my eyes tight trying to mentally prepare my kitty to be assaulted.
“Ohhhh myyy goddddd!” I got the total opposite of what I was expecting. Instead of him ramming in me I felt his tongue tackle me. He was pulling and slurping on my clit like he was trying to pull it off and take it with him. This shit was feeling so good that my toes started to shake and I didn't even think that shit was possible!
I came in his mouth at least three times. Right when I thought I couldn't take anymore he moved his tongue up north and started licking my ass crack. I had never experienced anything like this before. Crazy how I was married all these years and never even had the shit done to me. Married damn near 10 years to my ex husband but had been with him 12 years, and the nigga never took his tongue near my ass. That shit felt so fucking good! He's a nasty ass nigga and I love that shit.
After I did the unimaginable and came from my asshole a few times this nigga rammed all his inches in me. At that moment, I went on home and visited my creator the good Lord. The shit was such a beautiful, painful feeling that the only word to describe it was PARADISE. The shit was heavenly!
I Did like boosie said “lay on yo stomach girl, toot that ass up, bite the pillow while a real nigga smash up!”
The shit felt so damn good that I was crying. The only thing that you could hear was the smacking of our skin. This nigga was tearing my ass up. That's what the fuck I get for giving the pussy up on the first night. My shit felt like it was stretching out!
I reached my hand back trying to push him in his abs so he can back off. That cocky ass nigga grabbed my wrist and proceeded to fucking the living daylight out of me!
“You wanted this dick, so take this dick! Take all this dick!”
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I hurried my head in the pillow.
The pain was still pain but it was a pleasurable pain. My body felt like it was about to float away. It was like I was here on earth but I wasn't. I felt chills all over and my eyes were so far back in my lids that I looked like the exorcist or some shit. This nigga had taken my body places it's never been before. He had taken me to ecstasy. He let my wrist go and grabbed my waist. I managed to look back at him and that nigga had the sexiest mug on. His muscles flexed and I damn near fainted. He bit his bottom lip and I was done. Everything he did was sexy as fuck. My stiff ass wasn't even throwing it back. Hell I couldn't. I couldn't do shit but sit there and take it. God had no business creating a beast of a man like this. The shit had me questioning my sanity. colored wedding dresses
He stuck his thumb in my asshole and right then and there I came so fucking hard that my whole body vibrated. Naw the shit didn't shake it straight up vibrated. A bitch looked like she was having a seizure. I guess he came too because the last thing I remember was him collapsing on me.
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After three days of Dane dicking the shit out of me we were finally Netflix and chilling. We left the house a few times so that he could check on his traps. I never got out the car I stayed my ass right in his G Wagon with the doors locked. I was from the hood, but I wasn't used to crack heads begging for hits, and Young niggas beat the fuck out of them for it. I wasn't about that life right there.
I know it's too soon but I think I'm in love with Dane. Call me dickmatized but I don't give a fuck. Between the fucking we had learned almost everything about each other.
DING DONG!
I was dozing off when my doorbell went off. I picked up my iPhone to look at the security camera on my app to see who the hell was at my door. It was 12 noon and Dane was taking a nap and I was about to join him.
“What the fuck! I gasped.
It was Kenneth's dumb ass. I haven't seen that nigga in over 6 months! He was standing at the door with a crazy ass look in his eye. I grabbed Dane’s Glock from off the table just in case this nigga was on some other shit. I will blow his ass to mars!
“What the fuck you want Kenneth!” I yelled while opening the door leaning only my head out of it, keeping the gun and the rest of my body behind the door.
He was sweating and apparently he had been crying because his eyes were bloodshot red.
“I fucked up Honey.”
I shook my head and attempted to close the door in his face. I didn't have time for this shit.
He stopped me.
“No Mariah! I really fucked up!”
Just then I heard tires screeching. I shook my head. I really didn't have the time for this shit!
Out jumped side bitch of the year. Crazy thing is, I didn't even know the bitch name. Her Facebook name was (you could never be me Donalds) so I'm guessing her last name was Donalds.
She hopped out the car looking all fucked up with a newborn baby in her arm and the little boy on her side. Kenneth looked at her as if he wanted to kill her. I don't know what the duck they had going on but I was getting ready to shoot the whole fucking family.
“Awwww so this where the fuck you run off to you lil dick bastard?”
“Get your ass back to the house with my children you sick ass whore!”
She laughed a crazy ass psychotic laughed. I shook my head at both their dumb asses. I still don't know what the fuck they wanted with em! They wanted each other and I granted their wishes!
Kenneth turned back around and faced me, this time with tears in his eyes. I'm so sick of this shit here.
“Kenneth take you, your bastard ass kids, and their crazy ass mammy and get the fuck off my property NOW!”
I felt Dane grab my waist and push the door open.
“Do we got a muhfuckin problem?”
The look on Kenneth's face was priceless.
“Hold up! Bitch what the fuck you doin out here with my daughter hoe?!”
Okay now I was confused. Who the fuck was Dane talking too? Daughter? What daughter?
The side bitch smiled while still cradling the baby that was wrapped in a pink blanket. She appeared to be about 3 months old. Somebody owed me some answers!
“Aw this shit is about to be real good. Kenneth gone tell the news to your perfect little bitch. I can't wait to her ass hear this!” The bitch had the nerve to laugh out.
“How do you know the mother of my children?” Kenneth asked Dane. When Dane didn't respond, Kenneth focused his attention back on me.
“Mariah, I'm so sorry for everything I put you through but you really need to go get tested. This bitch gave me HIV!”
He broke down crying and at that moment my whole world came crashing down. Oh my God! How long has he been infected! Lord NO!
Side side laughed so hard.
“Yassss bitch! Ya husband got the package! But the funny thing is, your nigga right there, my baby daddy, is the one that gave it to me. So how the fuck does it feel to know that I fucked both yo niggas and both them have HIV! Haha! Welcome to my world bitch! Ain't so perfect after all!” She was cracking up laughing.
I felt sick to my stomach. Especially after I realized Dane and I hadn't used protection and as a nurse I KNEW BETTER! Nooooooooooo!!!
Kenneth was crying on his knees and this bitch was laughing like shit was funny.
“Bitch you a damn lie you nasty ass hoe! I bet I ain't got that shit. Don't put me in that category. I'm taking my fucking daughter from yo unfit ass. Got this square ass nigga thinking he my daughter daddy! Dumb ass hoe! I wrapped up tight when I fucked you! If it wasn't for that DNA I wouldn't even believe that was my baby! Stupid ass bitch!”
Crazy how right when I thought my life was getting better here come this bitch fucking my life up again. My whole body began to shake this couldn't be happening. I just wanted her to pay. Pay for ruining my whole life! How could this bitch come in and snatch all of my happiness?
“Mariah! Mariah don't do this shit mane!”
I ignored Dane. I just wanted it all to end! How could one nothing ass bitch wreck havoc on my whole damn life!
Tears stained my cheeks as I pointed the gun at this junky, nappy headed ass hoe! She ruined me so it was time I ruin her.
“Mariah please honey put the gun down. She has my son and apparently his daughter in her arms.” Kenneth pleaded.
All that shit fell on deaf ears! This bitch exposed me to a disease that I would be stuck with the rest of my fucking life. Fuck them ugly ass kids! We all bout to suffer round this bitch.
“See you in hell dirty ass bitch!!!!!” POW …….