Doin' Me (Urban Books) by Wanda B. Campbell

Author:Wanda B. Campbell [Campbell, Wanda B.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781601627568
Amazon: 1601627564
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2013-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

“Reyna! Reyna!”

Reyna jumped from the bed and swung the poker wildly. She chopped the air three times before realizing Peyton wasn’t in the room with her but was on the other side of the bedroom door, banging on it and begging her to let him come inside.

“Sweetheart, please open the door. We have to talk.”

Fully awake, Reyna placed the poker on the bed and tightened the belt on her robe. The numbers on the nightstand clock read 11:38 P.M. Peyton had been gone for over eight hours. “Go away, Peyton. Leave my keys on the table, and get out of my house,” she hollered, hoping he’d comply.

“Can I at least get my clothes?”

“Your clothes are in those garbage bags by the front door.” She’d packed his belongings before dozing off. “Now, get your . . . and get out!”

She heard footsteps retreat, then return to the door. “Please, Reyna. I’m sorry. Please talk to me.”

A sense of satisfaction surged through her at Peyton’s pleading. “Hours earlier you called me worthless. Now look who’s begging who!”

“Reyna, please. I didn’t mean what I said. To be honest, I don’t even remember what I said or did. That stuff had me messed up.”

“You hit me! You tried to rape me!”

First she heard the sobs and then what she assumed was the thud of Peyton’s body as he hit the door.

“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. That wasn’t me. It was the coke. I care about you too much to ever hurt you.”

“Is it you or the coke that’s been stealing me blind?”

He twisted the doorknob. “Please open the door. I’ll explain everything. Then if you want me to go, I will. I just want you to be happy, even if it’s without me.”

Reyna paced around the room. The tender Peyton had returned and had weakened her resolve. What if he really didn’t mean all those nasty things he’d said? Drugs and alcohol had a way of altering ones personality. She reasoned, if the words spoken earlier were true, he wouldn’t be begging for forgiveness now. He wouldn’t care. The least she could do was hear him out, then put him out.

“You’ve got five minutes, and then you’re out of here.”

“Okay. Whatever you want,” he said in resignation.

She reached for the poker. “Just in case,” she mumbled and then opened the door.

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