Page 14 of Cessation
“Cool. Meet me at the ATM down the street in the Krogers parking lot.”
Their job was done and so was mine. I was washing my hands with the bullshit Trust brought into my life. I quickly learned that putting trust in someone and expecting them to do right by you was foolish. I regretted one thing and that was not leaving sooner.
Trust
“What the fuck?” I said aloud as I read the text that came through to my phone. I thought it was bullshit until an attachment came through as well. “The hell going on man?”
“Aye bro. You good?”
“Nah. I’m ’bout to head out and take care of some shit. I’ll holla at y’all boys later.”
Without saying another word, I bolted out the door not caring who I knocked over in the process. There was no way in hell the woman who had my heart had made a move like that. I was still trying to wrap my mind around the text.
Babymama: Where do you want me to put your things? Yani got in her feelings and dropped all your shit off. *attachment*
What the fuck did I do that bad for her to break our family up and not allow me time with them anymore? Out of the decade we been together, Yani had never shown such disrespect or acted out the way she was. Something was wrong and I needed to find out what.
Hopping in my whip, I pulled out the parking lot and headed for my crib. Regardless of what the fuck me and Xara had goingon, Yani and Brendon was my whole life. I wouldn’t dare put someone above them. I have told that to Yani numerous times.
I could admit that I was torn on who to give the most time to but because Truce was so small, I wanted her to know who her father was. Plus, Xara was the type of woman that would use the child as a pawn. She did it with her first daughter. I didn’t want or need that drama in my life, so I pretty much gave her whatever she asked for.
However, Yani was spoiled out the ass and I made sure she was always comfortable. I didn’t have buckets of money like she did but whatever I made, most of it went to her and our son. I loved the hell out of them and tried to show it as much as I could. Lately, I dropped the ball with letting certain plans slip my mind but that wasn’t grounds for her to cut me off.
I took a minute to think on if her period was here or not. It was the last week of January and her menstrual started around the first of each month. Maybe she was going through a bad case of PMS. Hell, I experienced a few rough ones with her. There were times where she wanted to roast a nigga on the grill all because I forgot some juice. I knew how chaotic she could become during that time.
I pulled up to the house Yani and I shared shortly after. Her car was parked outside the garage letting me know that she was home. I couldn’t throw the vehicle in park fast enough. I exited the car immediately with my keys in tow.
Sticking my key in the door, I tried to turn it and it wouldn’t budge.I know she ain’t change these fuckin’ locks.I shook the door handle and became furious when reality set in. Yani really kicked a nigga out the crib. Thing was, she had the power to do so. This shit was in her name.
My anger got the best of me as I began to bang on the door. It was the fact that I didn’t have access to my family anymore. The feeling of being abandoned was setting in at a fast pace. She waswalking out my life and I wasn’t ready for that. I didn’t think I ever would be. She was truly the only genuine person in my life that accepted me flaws and all.
“Yani! Yani, open this fuckin’ door!” I yelled as I continued to bang on the door.
She came forward and stared at me through the glass door, before speaking some crazy shit. “Sir, I don’t know who or what you’re looking for, but you don’t own anything here. If you don’t leave my property, I’m afraid I’m going to have to call the police.”
My head was cocked to the side sporting the look of confusion seconds later. Yani was a lot of things but stupid wasn’t one of them. I didn’t know what the fuck she had going on, but I wasn’t fuckin’ with it.
“Yani, what the hell is going on baby? Tell me something.”
She went to walk away and that was something I couldn’t take. The anger I had built up in me had traveled to the foot I was using to kick the door in. It flew wide open with the glass shattering after contacting the wall, causing her to scream out as if I was there to hurt her or something. Brendon flew downstairs with concern etched across his face. When he realized it was me, he calmed down.
“What’s up, Dad? Is everything alright?”
“Yeah son. Go back upstairs and wait on me or your mom to come get you.” He nodded and headed back upstairs, but not before giving his mother a onceover.
“Get out my house Trust and go to the one that you legally share with that bitch. You are not wanted here.”
How the fu… Xara talk too fuckin’ much!Why the fuck couldn’t Xara leave well enough alone? She didn’t have to go and tell Yani a damn thing. She had it good and all she had to do was play her role. Yani didn’t bother her at all, yet she was alwaysfinding ways to taunt my wife or cause friction between us. I didn’t understand women at times.
“Baby, just wait and let me explain.”
“I don’t need an explanation, Trust. You have told me one too many lies, and I refuse to hear another. When it comes to me and Brendon, —”
“I put y’all before any and everybody.”
“Didn’t I just say I didn’t want to hear any more of your lies? Trust, ever since Truce has been born, we haven’t had any time with you. You have missed so many events and school programs that our son no longer looks for you, and your way of making it up, is giving another promise that your ass can’t keep. I’m…we’regood.”
“So, because I missed a few events I’m getting ripped from my family? Since when the fuck do we move like that?”
