Her Redemption || Re-upload

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Kimberly POV
Norbrook Drive- Kingston
December 25th -  7AM

Travon Macintosh

Good morning again.
Please come to the
master bedroom.

Good Morning.
What's this about?

We need to be out of
here by 10 so we can
beat the holiday traffic.

Kimberly please see
me I didn't bother
to respond as I figured I
would get the same answer.

Kim please see me.

Automatically brain defaulted to all the things I've done wrong during the course of our relationship and pondered which he had found out about.

Was it the fact that I still messaged Flexx now and then?

Was it that I burnt his favorite limited edition Jordans when I came home from Portland?

Or it could be the fact that I took a baseball bat to his PS4 after drenching it in the pool when he didn't come home after the promised one week DR trip last month.

I'm sensing childhood trauma here, my inner queen cackled at my disturbance about the matter.

You right cause a that Kerry did tell mi when mi a fourteen.

Kim please see me in my room.

When mi go round deh a mi Hannah Montana 'notebook' weh me use as diary she have inna har hand.

The one I wrote all my dirty deeds about adventures with boys at Half Way Tree.

The same paralytic feeling consumed my joints leaving me perspiring with clammy wet hands.

Sighing I decided to woman up and existed the guest room and made my way down the hall.

Travon and I haven't talked much since he came back from his three weeks trip with his dad.

Mainly that he was hardly ever here mostly handling his new project and the restaurants.

And me nah text him phone.

I packed all the items I had here in suitcases and is ready to move home fully as this situation is no longer working out and planned to tell him after Christmas Day.

New Year...

Clean slate.

Five steps away from the door winking red lights shinning from under the door creases caught my attention, strumming of a repetitive beat vibrated through the wall.

Twisting the handle I pushed open still standing at the doorway looking in the room before me.

"Enter and close the door behind you," a stern voice came from somewhere inside.

Unable to see where it came from I was hesitant but knowing that it was Mac. I complied.

Venturing further into the room the tune playing in the background became clearer.

The familiarity of the song felt almost certain, the activities that came with it were sexual.

Metals clacking together from behind me caused me to turn to sound, jumping back with the sight that greeted me.

He stood tall in his naked glory gwanking at me steel tone body shimmering under red LED lights.

His length pulsed touching his second sets of packs on his upper abdomen, sets of packs on his upper abdomen. The tip coated with pre liquid dribbling down to the tools base setting off a reaction in my body.