❇️ Chapter 3 ❇️

             ❇️ Dean's pov ❇️

  In my panicked state I look towards the door, it seems intack and I look to where my sons cribs would be but they weren't there. I look across at Antoine lieing shirtless as usual looking back at me with a weird look. I hissed in anger wondering how and when did the dranco came in, then I glance up at the clock and hopped off of the bed hastily.

  It was a mad dash as I got ready for class with Antoine lieing same place on the bed, I went away in anger and came home back angry. I got even angrier later that night as we fought inside my room because I am determine not to have sex again with him. He wrung up my left hand and I bit him on his arms, he was breathing hard and looking at me deadly and I was doing the same.

"Tell mi, wey yuh a gwane suh fah? Yuh si uno 'oman anytime uno know man love uno a suh uno gwane ino," he ask saying while looking at me with a puppy dog expression.

  God, why man lie suh? "A yuh self yuh love a nuh me and yuh can keep your love mi nuh want nor need it," I told him firmly.

  He stared at me for a while then said. "A pickney thing yuh dey pon, yah big woman ino."

  I try to move but he kept the bulk of his weight on me, his phone began to ring and he hissed. If I wasn't so angry I would have laugh at the ring tone, but when it continuously kept ringing so I began to sing changing some of the lyrics knowing well who was calling him.

"𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚.. 𝒏𝒖𝒉 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒊 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒖𝒉 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆... 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒌 𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒚 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒆."

  He hissed and pulled me towards where the phone was and took it up pressing it off, I swung out of his grasp and sailed into the bathroom slamming the door and leaning against it to lock it.

"Yuh know sey yuh a guh mek mi an' have serious things in yah, open di bumboclaate door and done di ramping nuh man. Mi want some pussy tonight ino and yuh si how yuh wake up di youth dem," he said crossly.

"Ha hawww, woiiiiieee.. I laughed.

  "Cuh yuh dutty bloodclaate to nuh, tsk cho," I said feeling so angry and hurt.

  "Watch me an' yuh an' fucking mouth to e yer, open up di bumboclaate door ino caz mi done wid di joke thing wid yuh," he said banging loudly on the bathroom door.

  I heard the boys began to cry and a few slams of drawers, then after about five minutes I heard his jeep driving out. I opened the bathroom door and attend to my babies, my mother let herself quietly inside my room and began helping me with them.

  "A wha happen to you and Antoine, Dean?" She asked worriedly.

  "Him a cheat pon mi and mi find out, but him nuh know sey mi know," I told her.

  She looked at me as the long eyewaters ran down my cheeks and after I finally get the boys back to sleep she ask.

"Yuh sure sey him a cheat?"

  "Yea, di gal have di nerve fi call mi yesterday, mi not even a sey nutn to him," I said.

  "A wey yah sey to mi! Mi woulda sey somn to him ino, mi nuh think mi could a keep it up ina mi worst she all a call mi," mummy exclaimed saying.

  "Mi done wid him, him a guh regret it caz mi nuh deserve it. If a suh him plan fi live all a him life, a nuh wid me. A gon fix him mek him affi quat, just wait all him mumma gon sorry fi him, mussi think mi all like none a dem, right now all dem better cum out an' gwane to," I told her while crying.

  She look at me pitifully and I told her, "thanks fi yuh help wid di boys yuh can gwane back a yuh bed."

  The next day I went to the car dealers place and put my jeep up for sale, I rent a car and parked it in a rented parking space same place at the complex. Then I  bought a set of suitcases and shop for new clothes, wigs, slippers, shoes and swimwear. I went to his clothes store and took what I wanted telling the supervisor to call him for the receipt, she looked at me uncertain and I told her to just give it to Demar or whoever came to do the stock check.

  Antoine didn't came home that night or the other and while his mother took the boys with them to wherever I rinsed out and packed all the new clothes into the suitcases and place them into the boot of the jeep. I made all the reservations I'll be needing in St. Maarten and also search for jobs over there, I needed something to direct my energy on and I wanted to be free and have fun so I'm not taking the boys with me. I wasn't planning on having my feets tied by no children, I would miss them but so be it.

  I would be lieing to myself if I say I wasn't breaking up inside, he had told me that he had broken up with Sandrine and he just want to settle down now and have a good life. I was stupid to believe him, I was in love with my boys and felt so contentedly at ease with him.

How long has he been cheating on me?

  How can he just get up and have somebody else while I'm here being loyal and trusting him?

What did she have that I don't?

Was she nicer? Prettier? Sexier?

Was he tired of me already?

Did I not please him anymore?

Was it because I was too tired to give him sex?

  I was now able to tell him not tonight without him being too forceful and aggressive but whenever I have sex with him he didn't want to stop and he leaves me bruised and tender. Then he wants sex again the following night which always makes me wonder if something was wrong with him and if he was just being altogether selfish.

  While I went through my closet reorganizing it I wondered how he has manage to take over my closet space with so much of his clothes and personal things. I sighed not having the strength to pack them all out, glad for the peace and quiet of having the house all to myself I went to the kitchen and search the fridges.

  When I finished cooking I loaded my plate and began eating with a whole jug of drink which I turn to my head. I was filled and uncomfortable when Antoine drive in and I began cursing the air around me.

  "Evening," he said walking into the kitchen and looking at me.

  I sat with my eyes close wishing I had all the super powers of the marvels agents characters combined. "Yuh good?" He asked from somewhere behind me and swear I've never heard a voice which irritated me this much.

  "Babe, mi sorry fi whatever mi do wey a cause yuh fi be upset wid mi, mi sorry, please forgive mi- mi nuh want me an' yuh fi a war an' cuss," he said calmly.

  I opened my eyes and he was standing beside me, I looked at him from head to foot. He was still handsome for his age, nice physique and he can sex but he wasn't more than me, I got up and walk slowly to the mirror in the living room. I am so beautiful, my breasts were more fuller yet firm, my complexion is radiant, my now wider hips and bigger ass fits my five feet two stature impeccably. My belly wasn't that flat as it used to be it had a little pooch, but I did not see anything wrong with me.

  "Aha ha ha ha ha ha," I laughed looking at the imprint of my buffed front.

  I saw Antoine from my peripheral view looking at me and I twirl infront of the glass and shook my ass. A buoy a guh fucking mad over mi, the things dem that I was going to do I spoke in my head then began laughing again.

  Antoine was looking at me in amazement when I walk past him back into the kitchen, I flung the plate that I had been eating from into the sink then the jug and I climbed the stairs stripping off my clothes.

To be continued...