Page 166 of Certified To Handle You 2

The whole time, she was movin’ deeper into a life with him.

My hands tightened around the wheel while my vision started blurrin’. I blinked hard ‘cause I refused to cry while I was drivin’ down the damn road. I ain’t even know the last time I cried over anything, and I damn sure wasn’t about to start now.

The pain wouldn’t let up, though…

It sat behind my ribs and pressed harder every time I remembered how happy everybody in that video looked. They knew about the proposal. His family had been waitin’ for it, and Sha’Nelle stood there in the middle of all them people while another nigga offered her the same life I was tryna create.

I couldn’t keep drivin’…

I pulled into an empty lot, parked the car and shut the engine off. Then I sat here with both hands still wrapped around the wheel while I stared through the windshield at nothin’.

For the first time since Kay’Lo showed me that video, I stopped tryna lie to myself.

It wasn’t what it was… I wasn’t straight, and I damn sure wasn’t about to go bust no moves.

The woman I loved had agreed to become another man’s wife while I was out here buyin’ rings and lookin’ for somewhere to build our home.

I lowered my head and pressed one hand against my chest, but it ain’t do nothin’ to stop the hurt spreadin’ through me.

I wasn’t all right…

This shit hurt…