After Joe left the house, he went into the garage and got in his car and sat there for a few minutes. He needed to get some space and some air. After everything that had transpired over the last 36 hours, he felt he needed to clear his head. He had killed and dismembered a man who had murdered his mother and this same individual had planned on drugging and raping his wife. So what else was he supposed to do? He did the only thing he knew to do—exact bloody retribution. What made matters worse was that he had a vicious argument with his beloved wife. He hated arguing with her and it really made him feel bad,
because if there was one thing he hated more than anything in this entire world, it was fighting with Shantelle. Didn't she know he loved her with his entire being? Didn't he know he would move heaven and earth to make her happy? Didn't she know that he would literally spill blood for her?

He closed his eyes briefly, took a deep breath and pulled out of the garage and proceeded to drive down the street. He didn't know where he was going, but he needed to be alone at this particular moment. As he was driving, he began to mentally reflect.....

Joe's POV

I can't believe this. How did all this get out of control? Yes, I got revenge on my mother's killer and stopped a sexual deviant from preying on my dear sweet wife. But when I get home, I get into it with my woman, and over something stupid at that. And then she has the nerve to tell me that piece of shit had good manners and was a gentleman. Like are you fucking serious? That asshole was plotting to rape her and do God knows what else. Not to mention, he showed absolutely no remorse for what he did to my mother. And it's for those reasons that I had no choice but to kill his worthless ass. I swore among myself and my cousins that we would keep what happened to ourselves, but when I get home, my wife questions me about what happened and when I tell her to drop it, she gets an attitude. So what did I do? I did what I always do as the head of my household, I checked my wife about her attitude. So what does she do? She talks back to me and that pissed me off. I don't like when she talks back to me, I run the household, I take damn good care of her and I expect her to be the sweet submissive and obedient wife that she's been up to this point.

So we argue and then she says with her whole chest that despite everything that muthafucka was a polite gentleman with good manners after storming out of our bedroom. I mean, in any other circumstance, it would be hilarious, but instead it pissed me off to no end. So much that I tried to rip the door clean off the hinges. Then she tells me if she wasn't pregnant, she'd leave me. That's when I really lost my shit, because I've said time and time again that she belongs to me and if I can't have her, nobody can and I mean exactly that! That's why I had to get out of the house because if I stayed another second, there's no telling what I would have done because I was just that damn angry. Because I don't tolerate being threatened with abandonment and my child possibly being taken away from me.

So as I'm driving, I decide to go and visit my cousins, as they are the only ones that talk some sense into me and calm me down.

When I pull into Josh's driveway, I see my cousins outside, and as usual, they are setting up the grill like they are about to barbecue. I swear these muthafuckas love to cook on the grill, I chuckle to myself.

When I get out of the car, Josh is the first to notice me and alerts his twin of my presence.....

"Wassup y'all." I say as I walk toward them.

"What's good Uce." Josh said, dapping me up.

"Hey Uce." Jon replied.

"What y'all got goin' on?" I ask.

"Shit nothing, just throwing some meat on the grill. Jon had a taste for some barbecue." Josh said laughing.

"Whatchu mean I had a taste for barbecue? It was yo' idea Uce!" Jon scoffed jokingly at his twin.

"So what brings you this way?" Josh asked me.

I took a deep breath and put my head down before responding.

The twins looked at each seriously and shook their heads.

"What you do now Uce?" Jon asked me rolling his eyes.

"Me and Shan got into it." I say in a low voice.

"Got into it? About what?" Josh asked frowning, giving me that look when he knows I did something fucked up. He's done that ever since we were kids.

I proceeded to explain what happened after I got home and how we argued and how she thought Darnell was a gentleman and if she wasn't pregnant, she'd leave me and how I snapped.

After I got done explaining the situation, the twins looked at me in shock and disappointment. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

"What?" I say.

"For real Uce? You be doin' too much. Like for real. You gone keep on and you gonna come home one day to an empty house and it's gonna be your fault." Jon said.

"Yo! Quit saying that shit aight?" I snap getting irritated.

"It's the truth. Shan is a good woman, I don't know why you don't get it through yo' thick ass head. Ion know.....you just hard headed uce." Josh said, shaking his head.

" I'm not hardheaded." I say, getting defensive.

"Yeah you is. You just can't accept the fact than Shan is your wife and not your child. You need to stop trying to control her Uce. She love you! Anybody with eyes can see that!!" Jon chimed in.

"She's mine!!! Y'all hear me?!! She belongs to me!! She carries my name and my baby inside her!!!! And can't nobody have her and I mean that shit!!!" I yell getting angry again.

The twins look at each other and then at me like I grew a second head.

"Aight Uce...chill...I'm just saying, you need to dial that possessive shit down a notch. Look, what Darnell did was fucked up.... I get it. You got your get back on him for what he did to Auntie Pat and what he was trying to get on with Shan. So now it's time to move forward and look toward the future. Y'all about to be parents and you don't want raise your son or daughter in a toxic environment. That's all we saying Uce." Josh explained.

I then took a deep breath and calmed down, knowing what my cousin was saying was right.

"Yeah I know. It's just that I love her so much it hurts and there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for her." I sigh.

"Look we know yo' big head ass love Shan. But now that Darnell ass is no longer a factor, it's time to be the attentive husband that we all know that you are. She's yo' wife and baby momma and over the next several months she's gonna need you to be there for her and support her during this pregnancy." Jon said.

"Yeah Uce, so take your Oreo cookie face ass home, kiss and make up with your wife and move on." Josh laughed, as he gave me a hug.

"Ok. Y'all right." I laugh, as I start to feel better. My cousins always knew what to say to calm me down and make me feel better, which is why we've been so close since we were kids.

"Of course we right Uce. You about to be a father so you gotta learn some patience. But, there is one thing that we're hoping for when your son or daughter is born." Jon said.

"And what's that?" I ask.

"That lil Uce or ucette, looks like Shan and not yo' ugly ass!"  Josh teased.

"Fuck y'all, I'm fine as fuck!!!!" I laugh as I get in my car to head home.

"Yeah go home ol' ugly ass boy!" Jon yelled out as he and his twin laughed.

As I drive home, I'm in much better spirits and so now begins the task of making up with the love of my life.

TBC
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