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SECRETS CH.3
Chapter 3 Darren I feel like shit. My fiancé doesn’t know that I’m sleeping with her 20 year old daughter and her daughter doesn’t know that I’m screwing her 18 year old sister. How did I get myself into this shit? Just as I was thinking of a solution to my many problems, my phone starts ringing . I looked at the caller ID and the number I seen just made my head hurt even more. “Hello.” “Hey baby, why haven’t you called me and the kids lately?” “Oh-I’ve been so busy with work that it slipped my mind. I’m sorry, how is everybody?” “Well the twins are upset because they miss you. All they talk about is seeing their daddy. I was kind of hoping that we could come down there to visit you.” “Babe I wish but my work schedule is just too hectic.” “Oh okay, I guess.” “Janet, please don’t start. I’ve had a long day at work and my head is killing me.” “I wasn’t starting anything and since I’m the cause of your so called headache, I’ll just hang up now.” I heard a dial tone in my ear. Any other time I would call her back and apologize, but right now I’m just not in the mood for her dramatics. Janet and I have been married for 5 years and she is the mother of my twin girls. We stay in New York, but I came to Houston about a year ago for a job opportunity. The plan was for me to come down here and once I get everything settled, Janet and the kids were supposed to follow. I love Janet with all my heart and if she ever finds out what I’ve been down here doing, I will have hell to pay. Janet It time for Darren to realize that I’m not the chick he wants to fuck with. I’ve been knowing about his little secret and the only reason that I haven’t busted his ass yet is because I’ve been trying to give him an opportunity to come clean, but I see now that he doesn’t give a fuck so why should I. What he doesn’t know is that I’ve already booked a flight for me to come down there. My mother has already agreed to watch the kids for me. And when I get down there, all hell will break loose. Renee I don’t know who this old bitch is calling a hussy but I’m about to put her ass in check right now. “Umm excuse me but who are you and who are you calling a hussy?!” “I’m talking about your hot ass. You’ve got your nerve living under your mama’s roof and fucking her man. Back in my day you would have got your ass slapped and put out, but what your mama do is none of my business.” After putting my business out for everybody to hear, the rude old bitch got in her car and drove off. I knew I had to play dumb so that I wouldn’t get busted. “Ma, what is she talking about?” “Renee, don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what she is talking about. How long has this been going on huh?” My mom started crying and it was hurting me to see her like this. “Ma I don’t know what she is talking about. Why would I sleep with Darren’s old ass? You know that’s not how I get down, you know me better than that.” “I don’t know who you are anymore Renee, I just don’t know.” With that being said she walked into the house leaving me outside with my thoughts. To say that I was pissed is an understatement. I pulled out my cell phone and called my friend Erica. “Hello” “Hey chick I need a ride somewhere. Can you come pick me up?” “Yeah I got you. Where are you going?” “I’ll explain everything when you get here.” “Okay, I’m on my way now.” “Alright, bye.” I was going to go pay a little visit to Ms. Sally to tell her about herself. To be continued ….
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