Color of Deception by Khara Campbell

Author:Khara Campbell [Campbell, Khara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Delphine Publications
Published: 2016-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

“I can’t believe your drunk ignant behind went to their house. What the hell for? Did you go to clear your conscience and tell Peter the real reason behind his wife’s death? Or what, you feeling sorry for yourself because I said our son ain’t yours? Worthless piece of sh–”

“I…re…really can’t stand you!” Roger slurred. His eyes were closed as he reclined in the passenger seat of his car as Porsha drove. He was sick of hearing her voice, it was only increasing the thumping from the headache he had. Spending the night in jail would’ve been like paradise in comparison. Anger radiated through his body even in his incoherent state.

The police showed up at Pete’s house and found Roger on the ground leaning against the back left tire of his car, with the heat of the late afternoon sun bearing down on him. He was a sweaty, drunken mess. Sweat stains ringed the collar and arm pits of his tan shirt. After Roger got the number wrong multiple times, because of his drunken state, the police officer was finally able to get through to Porsha on the phone to come and pick him up so he wouldn’t have to spend a night in jail. Porsha got one of her girlfriends to bring her over so she could drive Roger’s car back home. Debra and Pete watched the scene from the window not wanting to get involved, desperately wanting to distance themselves from the threat of having Carl taken away from them.

“I can’t stand your drunk behind either! What the hell were you doing there Roger?” Porsha slammed on the brake coming to a stop at a red light. Roger bumped forward a bit from the drag of the car halting. “That baby isn’t yours any more than Raheem is,” she laughed. “Raqual and Reema probably ain’t yours either.” SPLAT! She slapped him on the face. “For all you know you shooting blanks!” She rolled her eyes at him in disgust as he pushed her hand away.

Her words stung him even in his intoxicated state. But he refused to let her put him down. “No…no wonder they ain’t mine when their momma a WHORE!” He shouted with a taunting laugh. “Their daddy could be any man in the state of Maryland, hell Virginia and DC too cause I know your coo… coochie don’t discriminate,” Roger barked in her face. He didn’t care if his words just unleashed the demon in her. He was drunk enough to forget the whole episode by tomorrow. Roger shot her an evil look. If looks could kill she would disintegrate into ashes, and the devil in hell would be kicking her out for disturbing his peace.

Porsha exploded by throwing blows to his face – scratching and punching him. He was too drunk to care or feel the effects of her hits. He just blocked her with his hands as best he could.

Horns sounded off harshly from other drivers behind them because the light had turned green.

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