Sequoia

      I sigh as I lay in bed, being awaken by the feeling of a large hand trailing between my thighs. Although the feeling sent tingles to my core, I wanted nothing but to sleep and I wasn't getting that with a throbbing head ache from the night before and a hand in between my legs.

         “Doll, wake up. You've got work,” he whispered huskily in my ear as his hand traveled up to the lining of my panties, my eyes were still closed and I attempted to go back to sleep but Justin ended up brushing his fingers against my covered clit. “Wake up,” he mumbled, now placing kisses on my jaw and I did everything in my power not to moan, he removed his hand from in between my thighs. “and I want to tell you what I managed to do yesterday before I came to see you. ”

       God please don't tell me he tried to skateboard again, he's too old for that shít I prayed in my head silently before turning over and opening my eyes to find his brown hair laid sloppily on his head; his signature smile played on his lips and hazel orbs shining with the rising morning sun.

      “What time is it?” I asked confused, my voice soft and groggy.

         “like 6 in the morning.” he shrugged like it was nothing, I gaped at him with my eyes finally wide. Justin replace his innocent smile with a knowing smirk, he did this on purpose.

            “Fùck you, I don't have to be up until 10,” I whined before turning over and plopping back down on to the bed with my eyes closed, it was a short silence at first but I soon heard shuffling and suddenly my white duevt was yanked off of my body. I shivered at the feeling of the cold air hitting my warm body, wanting nothing but to curl up into a ball and sleep off my headache.

       “Just get up and come with me Sequoia. ” he grumbled, my eyes were still closed so I was unsure as to where he was. “Please, I want to tell you something important. ” his voice was now soft and he knew that was my biggest weakness, I felt obligated to do something for him whenever he used that tone of voice on me.

         “fine,” I finally gave up, pouting as I sat up in my bed and looked at Justin standing at the foot of my bed with a cute grin, his arms moved around excitingly when he saw me stand from the bed. I rolled my eyes with a small smirk, “Idiot. Do I have to get dressed for this?”

                “Of course, I wouldn't want you going outside with just those underwear on.”

          “you're right.” I looked down at my half naked body , feeling stupid because I asked that question. Finally ,I took a deep breath and tried to ignore the throbbing pain in my head before walking around Justin to go to my bathroom to take some advil for my headache, my birth control, and brush my teeth. I giggle as I think of Jade's unrhymed motto; pop that pussy or pop out kids

          Once I took care of that, I walked out the bathroom to find Justin laid on the bed with his arms and legs stretched open onto the bed staring at the ceiling. Ignoring him, I walked over to my closet; I simply picked out a pair of yoga pants and a long sleeve shirt that I'd most likely be taking off because Florida weather is that bipolar. Before I could put one leg into my pants , I looked up to find Justin stitting up on the bed staring at me fascinated and I wasn't sure why. “What?”

           Justin shook his head with his reddened cheeks, he was actually blushing, how much cuter could he get? “Nothing,” he said clearing his throat, I rose an eyebrow and proceeded to put on my clothes. “Its just that you're just so small, ” he spoke up suddenly, I glared at him for pointing out an obvious trait of mine. “Its uh, god this isn't masculine, but its .... Cute. ”

        Cute

        I'm cute? I'm more than cute, please.

       “That's what I said about your dick when I first saw it. It was amusing and not even arousing.” I shot back, casually sliding my legs into the pants. Justin gaped at me but his shocked soon turned into another one of his smirks, he knew it was a lie.

        “The first time you saw my dick, you were bent over the hood of my car wet as ever and I hadn't even touched you yet. I have some effect on you doll.” he slowly told me, I stopped pulling my pants up my legs and gaped at him with an amused smile. “And the second time I even saw you, you were extremely wet and willing to let me eat you out publicly. ”

                “you're rude.”

         Justin nodded and hummed in agreement, smiling at me meekly as I pulled my pants over my hips. “You know it, now hurry up. I have a feeling you will like this news. ”

           
               Hopefully I will.

                              ***

 
           Justin and I managed to get out of my condo without another one of our childish teasing episodes, to a local IHOP. He insisted on going somewhere else, but I had a taste for blueberry pancakes and this was the only place that was open at 6:30 in the morning. Now here we are in a booth at an IHOP which was basically empty besides the few scattered employees tending to the usual early bird customers.

          “So what did you have to tell me?” I asked, deciding to slice my pancakes instead of stuffing them in my mouth whole like I wanted to do.  Justin was across from me with his black hoodie on his head while he only had a cup of black coffee in front of him, I nearly shuddered when he asked the waitress for it. My hate for black coffee was strong.

              “I've been thinking...” he trailed off, looking down at the steam emitting from the white mug. I curiously looked at him as I slowly chewed my food. “I'm just gonna come right out and say it,”

         Justin sounds nervous and I can't help but feel the same way, what if he tells me that he doesn't want to be with me? I couldn't take that, I'd probably hurt him physically then cry about him leaving me.

         Please don't be horrible news.

       “Justin....”

       “I'm divorcing Penelope.” he said suddenly, Making me drop my fork and me almost choke on the chewed food I was in the middle of swallowing. I quickly recovered, processing what he just told me ; I wasn't sure how I should feel.

      He's going through a divorce for me

         Me.

         I place my hands in my lap choosing not to say anything and stare down at my plate of pancakes. I just couldn't stomach the thought, I had actually broken up a marriage. What have I been doing? I've been so against cheating before, but now I managed to fall for the policeman and break up a marriage in a matter of at least 2 months.

        Hypocrite

       I've had a secret relationship with this man for so long, not even Jade nor Daniel know that he's marriage. Hell not even my mother knows about Justin, she thinks I'm still single  but she doesn't mind because I'm only 22. Even so, if my mom found out that I was fùcking a married man she would go ballistic. Not only that, she'd be so disappointed in me and I absolutely hate when she was disappointed in me.

         And the worst part of all, I was becoming just like the woman who tore my mother and father apart.
Now my father cheated with multiple women, but it was one who I managed to meet as a adolescent teen. The woman was in her twenties just like me, ruining a marriage, and not giving a fùck about it just like me. But the only difference was that she was had no remorse, I have a heart and I wasn't gonna put Penelope through the things my mother went through when she laid eyes on those divorce papers; I also wasn't going to make Justin stress over the divorce for me.

      It's so wrong and unnecessary.

         “No,” I croaked out looking up, inwardly cringing when I saw the look on his face which had instantly stirred with confusion once the word left my lips. “Justin you can't possibly do this, don't ruin things for me. Please.”

             Justin's thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, his eyes bore into mine as he sits across from me. “Are you fùcking serious?” he asked harshly, his voice wasn't loud but it was enough to cause my body to flinch just a bit. “Ruin what?  Penelope and I haven't connected in over 4 years.”

     I stay silent as he whispers harshly at me, making sure not to make cause a scene “Penelope isn't the one I want to be with. I don't love her and you should fùcking know this by now!” he continues glaring at me as he does so, the only thing I could do is coward into my seat and listen to every word that came out of his mouth because if I did speak up now he'd have my head. “Why do you always do this when things get great for us? You always change your mind! What the hell do you want?”

          I don't know, I never will.

           “I——”

         
             “You know what I don't care, just shut up and eat your food. You can't stop me from doing what I've been planning for years.” he was determined, maybe I should just let him do what he wants. I should just let him go through even more stress, he's a 27 year old man. He can hold his own, my mother always told me You can't control men.

           “Conversation over. Eat, doll.” he grits out after he noticed I was staring at him with wide eyes still. I slowly nod and pick up my fork, deciding not to even argue with him, he was pissed at me and I didn't want to make him even more upset.

        Next time don't open your moth Sequoia.

        Justin
  
        
           “Okay Justin you got this, ” I prep talked myself as I stood in the mirror, fixing my tie andheaving out a deep sigh. Tonight was the night I would drop these papers on penelope and demand her to sign them but, how? “How am I gonna do this? ” dropping my hands down to my sides, looking at my own attire which was a white button up, a black tie, and black slacks. On my wrist was a gold rollex I had got a while ago,  I rolled up my sleeves so my tattooed forearms were visible.

         Hell if I was going to do this, I was going to do it in style.

            I looked down at my watch seeing it was 7:30pm, Penelope and I had reservations at 8. she was taking longer than expected, and I wasn't about to lose my reservation at this place, it was the only one they had left on such short notice. The only reason I was taking her out was because I planned on showing her these papers while we were in public so I wouldn't be murdered on sight, and if she did have the balls to do it at least she'd be in police custody immediately.

         I thought about preparing myself for what could happen and putting my gun into my hoister but I didn't. Growing irritated as I stood in front of the mirror, I opened my mouth to call Penelope but then I heard foot steps coming down the stairs. Penelope was walking down the stairs in tall black heels, her dress was short and all black with white polka dots. Her short hair straight and a coat of red lipstick on her thin lips.

           She looks, nice.

         Better than Sequoia?

           Never, no one was better than her.

         “I'm ready!” Penelope squeaked out excitedly, but boy did she know that she had no reason to be excited? I rose my eyebrows and looked down at her beaming figure, should I compliment her? She cleaned up well, very well.

      A few words won't hurt.

      “You look...nice,” I said to her cautiously, Penelope took everything and blew it out of proportion. So if I did compliment her, she would jump and assume that I wanted to fùck her raw or something.

          In return Penelope smiled even wider and thanked me by standingon her toes to peck my cheek. “Thank you Justin, you're an absolute gentleman. ” am I really? Only for now.  I forced a smile and held my arm out for her, Penelope eyes lit up as she wrapped her arm around mine. She was too excited for my liking, I inwardly frowned and led her out of the house; to my old yet clean black 2014 corvette that I loved with all my heart.

    My baby

        Anyways, I walked Penelope to the passenger side and opened the door for her. She smiled again, although I'm sure her jaw was sore from all the unnecessary facial expressions.

And my god was she very expressional, 

     The whole time we rode there was an uncomfortable silence but she was staring at the side of my face in admiration as I drove, I wanted to kick her out on the side of the road. Penelope could be downright creepy sometimes, it made me wonder how obsessed or in love she was with me.

         I mean, it was scary

         I don't want her to look at me like she was madly in love with me. I wanted Sequoia to look at me like that, but I know she probably wouldn't. Sequoia didn't love me as much as I loved her, at least that's what I think. If someone ever told me she was, I wouldn't believe it; if it was true I would want to hear it fall from her lips. I want her to mean it.

       God I would kill to hear her tell me that she loves me.

        Wow I sound like a smitten teenager?

        Am I foolish for loving that infuriating woman so soon?

       Infuriating, yes, Sequoia drove me crazy. She never knew what she wanted in our relationship, and that was frustrating enough. The little minx wouldn't tell me what she wanted from me, she knows I'd go to extreme measures to fulfill her wish.

    What the fùck does she want from me?
       

       “Baby? Are you okay? You haven't touched your food.” Penelope's voice asked me, bringing me out of my staring episode. she looked at me with concern, a look Sequoia never gave me and one I wished she'd give me. So bad.

             “Fine Penelope, I'm —great actually. ” I lied straight through my teeth, but she had no knowledge of it and I was glad that penelope was clueless. This woman couldn't tell if I were lying or not, its remarkable actually. I've been lying to this woman since we were teenagers but she's yet to catch me in a lie, even one so simple.

            “I know you're lying.”

            I take that back then.

           “I'm serious Penelope,” I looked straight into her icy blue eyes that held so much concern, for me. “I'm happy that we can go out for once. Its nice.”

        That wasn't a lie, other than the continuous staring penelope is great company even when she is talking your ear off with her stories about nothing. “I'm happy too Justin, ” she smiled then reached across the table that was decorated with a black cloth. “But I know when my husband is troubled, so until you're ready to tell me what's bothering you I'll be in the ladies room.” Penelope told me then stood from her seat with a small clutch in her hand.  “I'm concerned about you Justin.”

      That's what she told me before turning and stalking off in the direction of the restroom. I furrowed my eyebrows before leaning back into my chair, I glanced around the restaurant to take in all of the smiling faces.

      I was confused.

       Why was penelope suddenly turning into the wife I've always wanted, instead of being the one I disliked? The caring wife I always wanted, all I wanted in life was for someone to care for me and now Penelope was doing that. All I could do was think , was I willing to give up a caring wife for a young woman who had no clue what she wanted?

      No. I wasn't.

      Sighing, I reached under the plate of Penelope and snatched the folded up rectangular piece of paper that held so much importance. I stared at it before clutching it in my hand tightly and stuffing it into my pocket, deciding to wait another time to voice my demand to Penelope.

      I needed more time to think on this.

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Hi y'all

How are y'all?

Good?

How do y'all feel about this chapter? Is it fine? Are y'all mad? I am. Justin is STUPIDDDDDDDD and so is Sequoia too smh, they might start to act right... Soon...probably...maybeeeee.

     In other news, I have made NHS again (Nationals honors society) I'm not sure how and I procrastinate everything. I won't even feed myself until last minute but anyways I'm happy for that because I may be eligible for my dream college which is Howard university an HBC.

      AND NOW IM RAMBLING, BUT ANYWAYS JUST SO YALL KNOW SEQUOIA IS A POC (PERSON OF COLOR) SHE ISN'T WHITE.