Emotionally Unavailable by Keisha Ervin

Author:Keisha Ervin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

<Messages Tyreik Details

When I get home, I’m fuckin’ u up!!!!!

“Man, chill ‘cause that nigga ain’t coming to my crib tonight,” Kingston said with a laugh.

“Take me home!” Chyna shot up, grabbing her purse.

“Oh Lord, here she go.” Kingston feared for his friend.

“You damn right! Here the fuck I go!”

“You think the devil is a liar. You must’ve never met a nigga from St. Louis.” –Source Unknown

Chapter 15

The entire ride home all Chyna could think was telling Tyreik the fuck off. For months he’d been treating her as if she was paranoid and crazy. He had her really doubting herself. She didn’t know why she’d been waiting for some type of physical proof to fall into her lap. She knew her suspicions were right. Tyreik wouldn’t be able to lie his way out of this. She wouldn’t let him.

Hysterical, she ran up the steps. Her heart was racing a mile a minute. She had no control of her emotions or herself. A sick ache filled her stomach. Chyna didn’t care that it was the middle of the night and that he and India were asleep. Her psychotic alter ego had entered the building.

Blinded by rage, she switched on the wall light, threw her purse on the floor and walked over to him. She hated the sight of his face. How dare he sleep peacefully while her heart broke into a million different pieces? I wish that you were me so you can feel this feeling, she thought.

What had she done to deserve the pang in her chest? It wasn’t fair that she was the only one hurting. He had to feel the pain too. He couldn’t get away with treating her like shit. If she was going to suffer, then so was he. Rearing her hand back, Chyna slapped the shit out of him. The force of the hit caused him to jump out of his sleep.

“What the fuck?” He woke up holding his face. “What the fuck you hit me for?”

“You are fuckin’ wit’ that bitch!” Chyna yelled.

“What the fuck are you talkin’ about?” He shot her a look that could kill.

It was apparent by the bewilderment on his face that he hadn’t gotten her text.

“Rema! She was lookin’ for you tonight.” Chyna took off her earrings, necklace and watch prepared to fight.

Tyreik’s eyes darted back and forth frantically. He didn’t know what Chyna had been told so he didn’t respond right off the bat. He didn’t want to incriminate himself.

“I’m so sick of you lyin’ to me. Do you get some kind of sick pleasure out of doing this to me? Like, what the fuck.” Chyna tried to steady her breathing. “Just admit it! You fuckin’ wit’ the bitch!”

“I don’t even know what you’re talkin’ about.” Tyreik threw his thick, long legs out of the bed.

All he wore was a pair of Calvin Klein boxer/briefs.

“You come in here at 1:00 in the morning on some bullshit and you know I got my interview in the morning! That’s some fuck shit!”

“Fuck all that.

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