Saige's Interlude by Latrisha Furlow

Author:Latrisha Furlow [Furlow, Latrisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creative Inspirations Publishing
Published: 2016-06-22T04:00:00+00:00

11

As I lightly patted my wet body with a towel, I heard a knock on the door.

"What?"

I got no response, so I continued drying my body. My arms slipped through my bra before I heard another knock on the door. Most things did get under my skin, but I couldn’t stand when muthafuckas acted like they couldn't hear me. I hate repeating myself.

I put on jeans and a plain white shirt Carlito gave me before opening the door. The annoyed look on his face vanished once we came face to face. He leaned down to kiss me, but my lips remained closed and my eyes remained open. Mouth kisses had always been weird and awkward to me. Feeling someone's tongue on mine was a cringe worthy moment. Bothered by my unaffectionate ways, he pulled away from the kiss.

"I tried calling you twice."

"And I tried answering you once. I don't like repeating myself, so I wasn't about to."

He was going to snap at me in three...two...

"Neither do I. Sorry about that. I just wanted to tell you that breakfast is served. Come eat." His eyes swiftly examined me. "You need all the food you can get."

"Oh, really? You could stand to miss a few meals."

Slap!

His hand went across my face so hard that I stumbled back. I knew it! That nice act was a bunch of bullshit. My words weren’t exactly polite all the time, but that was no excuse to hit me. There were other ways to get a point across other than violence. Not everyone realized that though.

"I'm trying to be nice to you but all that attitude won't work. That wasn't even an insult. What the fuck are you so mad about all the time?" He stepped closer to me. "These last few days all you've done is mope and bitch."

How thrilled would he be if he was kidnapped? Would he walk around cheesing like the Kool-Aid man?

He rubbed a tear off my stinging cheek. I wanted to push him away but next time I may not just get slapped. I may get some knuckles to my cheek.

I ran my fingers through my hair as I stepped past him and walked out of his room towards the dining room without saying a word. Grace, his maid, greeted me with a plate of food and an attitude as soon as I sat down. It was not my fault that the bitch was stuck being somewhere she didn't want to be. Why is it that some people will get mad at their circumstances and want to take it out on everybody?

No. That wasn't what I did, was it?

My fingertips rubbed against my chin as I stared at the things on my plate. It looked expensive like that shit from last night. I guess this man didn't believe in normal food like pizza and pancakes.

I sat picking at my food for a few minutes until Carlito came in. Right away, Grace came and set his plate in front of him along with a coffee mug.

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