Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning with a new determine mindset. I rolled over and checked my phone. 20 messages from Damien. 

I was not in the mood to read the lies i knew he was gone tell. I wonder where he stayed last night. Then again it was not my business. 

I got up to get myself together and fixed the kids some to eat. As i proceed to the kitchen, my oldest son came out his room. 

“Hey, mom! 

Where’s dad?” He asked. 

See Junior was thirteen so i couldn’t just say any little thing. 

“Baby we had an argument and we taking a break.” I replied and proceeded on down the steps. I knew eventually i was gone have to break the news to them but right now wasn’t the time. Once i made it to the kitchen, i saw my son Jeremiah already eating cereal. I kissed him and went the refrigerator. I couldn’t decide on what to cook. I guess cereal it is. 

Once the kids got on the school bus, i hurried and straighten up the house. I had to be at work at nine. As i was putting on my clothes i heard the front door close. Damn, i forgot to get his key. 

 “Shunshine, baby let’s talk.” I heard him say as he came up the stairs. 

I continued getting dressed. I didn’t say a word. I saw him standing at the bedroom door. I grabbed my pursed, looked at him and walked down the stairs. Once I made it to the door i turned around and said, “Lock the door on your way out. And leave my door key!”

I made it to work. I checked myself in the mirror and put on my normal smile. I went in the building froze. I was the sole owner of my own company Life Inside of A Box bakery. Just seeing my bakery logo lifted my  spirit. It was a big bakery but it was all mines. My assistant saw me and walked over. 

"Mrs. Johnson we have a couple orders due today but all the goods are ready to be delivered. I got it covered. " she said. 

That is exactly why i hired her. She always stayed on top of things. I decided to spend the day in my office. Once i went over the books and made sure the staff was straight i was feeling like a night out would do me good. I sent a group text to my girls. They was all down. I packed up my things and headed out the door. I already called my mom and she agreed to get the kids for the weekend. I was looking forward to a night out with the girls. Besides they need to hear my tea.

I met Kita, Sheka, and Jessica at our favorite restaurant in town. We sat at a table with a window view. 

"So what's been up?" Kita asked. Sheka just looked at me. I knew that she hadn't told anybody about my marriage situation but i was hesitant to start the night with my problems. 

"Let's just drink and have a good time. All that can come at a later time. I just wanna enjoy y'all company. It's been awhile since we all been together." I replied. See Kita was a stay at home mom. She had just had her first baby girl a couple months ago. Sheka was a nurse so her shifts was always long with barely anytime off. Jessica was a school teacher. She was always writing lesson plans or grading papers. All of us was doing good. We all needed this time. 

"Let's get some drinks first. I want a marguarita." Jessica said. That was our signature drink. Once the waitress brought our food and drinks,we mellowed out. Our whole vibe was just chilling.

"so!" I started. "I finally kicked Damien out the house. And before y'all start. It's for real this time. He finally got some hoe pregnant. And the little thot thought it was best that she let me know."

I looked around the table to gauge their reactions. I couldn't believe that for once all my friends was silent. 

Jessica was the first to speak. "Oh hell Nawl!  You wanna go beat that hoe ass!" 

"I told you his ass was trifling. You should've been left his ass!" Said Kita.  I just sat there. I was waiting on Sheka to add her two cents in. I guess she had already said what she needed to because for once she just looked. 

"Nawl umma do better. I'm gone divorce his ass and move on." I don't need revenge. I need them papers signed." I told them. See this why i need to be around my girls. They was always ready to ride. I remember in our college days, it was nothing for us to beat a hoe down or key up a cheating boyfriend car. We had each other back. There was nothing they wouldn't do for me. We talked about me and Damien some more. As it got late, we decided to call it a night. I left the restaurant feeling better. I looked at my phone and seen i had 2 messages from Damien. He wanted to come over and talk. Talk about what. What more needed to be said? I was not about to let him mess up my night.

 I got in the car and turned on the radio. Not Aaliyah. I wanted to listen to some that made me do anything but think about the man that i had married. I turned on my Bluetooth and connected it to my car. I need to hear some Megan thee Stallion. She was the mood i was going for. I was not looking forward to going to that empty house alone. I wanted to pick the kids up but i knew they was sleep. Besides my mom would curse me out for showing up at her house this late. Besides, i had promise her the weekend with her babies. 

I made it home. Kicked my shoes off at the front door and headed to the kitchen. I hear my phone ringing in my purse but don't pay it no mind. I need some wine. I grabbed my wine and headed upstairs to my bathroom. I took a long hot shower and climbed in my bed. Turned the tv on and started flipping through channels. Every so often Damien ran through my mind. Is the girl really pregnant?  Is she jealous of me? Did i really wanna end my marriage? I didn't know but i knew there was no way i was letting him back in here. I finally looked at my phone. I texted my girls that i was at home in bed. I looked at my call log and seen that Damien was calling me back to back. Soon as i was about to put the phone on the night stand, he called again. Did he not get it? Leave me the fuck alone. I was good and tipsy. I sent him a message that said Boy please fuck off and call your new babymama. And fell to asleep.