Double Trouble; II of II

I was shocked and it felt like I had been struck by lightning. I sat still for like 5 minutes without saying a word. Then Jackie said, “Won’t you say anything?” Honestly, I didn’t know what to say, I mean, what was there to even say? It then occurred to me that she had no idea Sam wanted to propose to her. She would have been devastated if I told her so I kept that info to myself and I finally spoke after a long pause, “Jackie, what I am about to ask you right now is very sensitive. It might sound very foolish and selfish but I’d need you to think carefully about it and give me an honest answer okay. Is the baby really mine?” Jackie slapped me on the face, and without saying a word, I got my answer through the slap. The baby was really mine.
“What are we gonna do now?”, Jackie asked. Quite honestly, I didn’t know. This was a messed up situation and I had no idea how to get out of it. I told Jackie I was leaving, I couldn’t think well at our present location and not with her around. Before leaving, I promised her one thing, I told her, “I’m going to fix this, I’m going to make it right”

I got into my car and headed home. There were lots of swirling thoughts in my mind, I was so deep in thought that a car behind me blew his horn at me for not moving when the traffic light turned green. All I kept thinking was how to fix this. Driving home was the most difficult drive of my life, I was almost at home a while later, when I suddenly stopped my car. I sat there quietly for like 10 minutes, then I made a U turn, I turned the car around and headed towards Sam’s house. I decided to come clean to Sam and tell him the truth and explain everything that had happened. I felt I owed him that much, at least explain and ask forgiveness. For Christ’s sake he was about to ask a woman who was pregnant with my baby to marry him. It didn’t feel right to me, so I decided to confess my sins and face the music and if I leave there in one peace, I’ll thank God.

I got to Sam’s villa, the gates were open but his car was on the compound. I was about to knock when the door opened by itself. It was very late and the place was too quiet for my liking, so I had the police number on speed dial as I cautiously tip toed into the house. Then I heard noises coming from the kitchen. I got scared, but I sneaked quietly to take a quick look and that was when I heard, “you’ll kill me oohh ahhhh take my money mmmm ahhhh” I was about to call the police when I took a better look and I got the shock of my life like Barry Allen(The Flash), I saw Sam and my girl having sex on the kitchen counter, Sam was between my girl’s legs like butter and bread.

I jumped in and screamed, “FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!! What the hell is going on here?” They both had these stupid looks on their faces like they’ve seen a ghost. The annoying part was, my girl was trying to cover herself with her clothes she picked up off the floor like I’ve not seen her naked a million times, you could see say in eye die waaaaaaa. They both weren’t making any sense when they tried to explain. I looked around and saw a kitchen a butcher’s knife on the kitchen sink and I picked it up and told them if they didn’t start talking right now, I’ll kill and cut both of them into pieces.

My girl said the most dumbest shit ever, “Dre please it’s not what it seems, please calm down, I’m sorry, I thought you said you’d spend the night at your Moms place, you weren’t supposed to see this, we didn’t mean for this to happen”, I just marveled at the level of her stupidity in which she tried to explain. Rhetorically I said, “eehhmmm so you’re saying I wasn’t supposed to catch you cheating on me with my best friend right?”

I asked them only one question, “How long have you both been screwing each other behind my back?” They looked at each other and replied, “About a year and half now”, then I started laughing. They both looked confused and were wondering how I went from threatening to cut them into pieces to laughing as if nothing was happening. I dropped the knife and told them, “hahaha, sorry to interrupt you guys, I’m leaving. You can continue with what you were doing before I came in…Sam, this is a free tip, she likes doggie, just make sure that ass is exactly 43then choke her with one of your hand and fuck the shit outta her, she likes that shit very much”.

I left Sam’s place leaving those two confused as hell and I heard my girl running after me calling my name trying to apologize and apologize but it was too late, I was already in the drive way showing her the middle finger like a boss.


I took out my phone and called Jackie, when she picked up, I told her, “Honey, I told you I’ll fix it, I’m coming home to you baby”


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10 thoughts on “Double Trouble; II of II

      1. But ebi killer mmom…
        ..adey feel de advice yhu take give yhur guy too😹😹😹😹😹😹

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