Down for My Baller 2 by Miss Jenesequa

Author:Miss Jenesequa
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Urban, United States, African American, Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Royalty Publishing House
Published: 2015-09-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12: Seeking Forgiveness

~ Tamiko ~

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Lord, help me.

“What the fuck did you just say?!” he shouted at me furiously, lifting his body away from the middle of my legs.

I shouldn’t have kissed him. I shouldn’t have let him touch me. I didn’t fuck him, but I might as well have because I was in deep shit now that I had let him touch me. I had let Reggie touch me, and now I couldn’t get him out of my head. Fuck!

“Khalil it just... it just slipped out like, I di”

He instantly cut me off. “You’re fucking him, right? You’re fucking him, that’s why you called out his name! You’ve been playing me this whole ti”

“No, no, no! Khalil please, hear me out. I’m not fucking him! I swear!” I exclaimed, desperately trying to persuade him of my innocence.

“So why the fuck did you call out his name just now?! Huh?!”

“I was with him last night, but I didn’t sleep with him.”

I watched as Khalil’s anger grew from 0-100 real quick. Before I knew it, he was off our bed and punching the wall nearby.

“Baby please!” I cried, jumping slightly as his balled up fist and hit the wall. “Just calm down! The gi”

“Nah, fuck that. You definitely weren’t thinking about the girls when you were out being a hoe!”

What the hell did he just call me?

“Khalil!”

“So you didn’t fuck him? What did you do with him? Kiss him?!” he questioned angrily.

I guilty looked away from his intense gaze.

“I don’t believe this shit. Somebody come get her, she’s acting like a hoe.”

“KJ please, it didn’t mean anything. I don’t lov”

He quickly interrupted me, not bothering to listen to my pleas. “What else did you do with him?”

“Khalil, it doesn’t matter. Please just forget about i”

“I said, what else did you fuckin’ do with him?!” he shouted, ignoring my attempts to try and make him forget about this whole situation. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what you did.”

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm as I prepared myself to tell KJ what went down between Reggie and I.

“He... he fingered me and... gave me head,” I muttered, ashamed.

“You cheating little bitch,” he berated me.

“KJ!”

He had never called me out of my name before, and hearing it for the first time had me upset. I immediately burst into tears, unable to hide my feelings from him.

“You know how much I fucking hate counseling, but I decided to do it because I love you and I respect you!” he barked, pointing his fingers at me forcefully. “But you clearly don’t respect me. You’re so fucking disrespectful.”

“Khalil I’m sorry, please baby,” I sobbed, getting out our bed.

“You let another nigga touch what belongs to me? Again?!” he continued to shout out loudly, distancing himself away from me. “Stop trying to come close to me, Tamiko! No!”

“Baby I’m sorry, please... I never meant to hurt you,” I stated sadly, still moving closer to him.

“Fuck off,” he snapped, heading towards his walk-in closet.

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