That Woman's Husband by Keima Campbell

Author:Keima Campbell [Campbell, Keima]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Urban, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary, United States, American, African American, Women's Fiction, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00BAUZU86
Published: 2013-02-03T06:00:00+00:00

LAUREN

(13)

My big break came when Dollar left the house to go handle business. I had put some ice on my face and surprisingly I didn’t swell up too bad. I had a couple bruises here and there and my lip was busted but it wasn’t anything I couldn’t mask with a little bit of makeup. I made myself up real pretty so he’d believe I was getting ready for the date I had set up for later that evening.

He never even thought to take my cell phone. When I heard his car pull out the driveway I ran to the window to make sure he was gone. I dashed over to the vanity and started dialing Brooke’s number. The phone kept ringing as I prayed for her to answer. That shit kept going to voicemail. I hung up and dialed the number again she still wouldn’t pick up!

I didn’t want to make the next phone call but I didn’t have a choice. I called Ava. She would ask a million damn questions and have to lecture me about the decisions I made and how they affect everyone around me rather I wanted to believe it or not blah blah blah. At the time I was desperate and if she could come swoop me up then I for damn sure was down to call her to come get me the hell up outta there.

“Ava!” I yelled into the receiver.

“Damn” she said. “Why are you screaming in my ear?”

“Listen I need you to come get me now it’s an emergency,” I yelled peeking through the window.

She kept asking questions that I didn’t feel like answering at the moment. I told her the address and hung up in her face I packed up as much of my shit as I could ready to scat my ass right on up out the front door. I would peek out of the window every few minutes just to make sure he wasn’t pulling back up.

He never had a problem leaving me alone before and obviously he didn’t believe he’d had a problem at that time either. Sure we’d had our first and last disagreement but I gave him no reason to believe I would buck. As I was packing I saw someone standing in the doorway out the corner of my eye. Damn I forgot Maria was still in the house. I still continued to rummage through the room throwing everything I could into the bag. She stood in the doorway staring at me with a smirk on her face.

I never could stand that Puerto Rican bitch. She thought she was better than me always having something slick to say. Swinging on Dollar’s nuts like a little monkey. Telling on everybody when they were doing something she thought Dollar wouldn’t approve of. It still didn’t get her too much farther than I and I didn’t put in half as much work as she did. I continued to get my shit like she wasn’t there. I didn’t give a damn about her telling.

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