Unfinished

Chapter 8

The 8th time. 

It's been the 8th time that I've called Mia's phone trying to figure out where she was. It was 4 am and there was no sign of her in this bedroom. I text Kai to see if she heard from her or knew where she was but I never got a reply..plus I heard she had someone up there with her. I ran my hands down my face as I placed the phone on the night stand. I heard a door open and close and figured either Kai's company was leaving.. or Mia was coming in. I waited a few moments... staring at the floor and I heard the door knob twist. I looked up and saw Mia stumbling. I instantly got up and went over to her. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair was a little messy. "Mia." I stated more than asked. She ignored me and walked towards the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Confused I went to the door and tried the knob and it was locked. 

"Mia." I said again. 

She still has yet to answer me and honestly all of the worst scenarios were flowing rapidly through my mind as to why she was in the state she was in. "Baby.. I need you to talk to me. What the fuck is goin on?" I tried twisting the knob again and ran my other hand down the middle of the door. I heard her sniffing at first..and then that turned into crying. "MIA." "Leave me alone, Trey... please." She said lightly. "...Where were you?" 

Her cries stopped.

"It doesn't matter where I was. And why the hell would I tell you when you never tell me where the fuck you're going." Her voice was harsh this time and thick with anger. Was she flipping this on me now? I was here all night waiting for her to finally get the fuckin balls to tell her what's been goin on and now she stumbles in drunk as fuck trying to flip this shit on me? "Are you fuckin serious right now? Open the fuckin door, Mia." She snatched open the door and her eyes were red as hell. "Fine.. You wanna talk.. letssgo." She slurred and pushed past me. She sat on the bed and balanced herself and looked at me. "Who's the bitch?" "What?" I looked at her confused. "Trey..please don't do this. Its bad enough you been sneakin around and not being here; don't try to act like i'm dumb enough to believe you haven't been cheating on me." Is she fuckin serious? Her lipstick was smeared and her mascara was almost non existent. 

Her neck.

I felt my jaws tense up and my fingernails were digging into the palms of my hands. "Mia...imma ask you this one more fuckin time. And I swear if you lie to me we're gonna have a problem." I didn't even recognize my own voice. My anger was radiating through me at this point. I already knew the answer. I knew exactly where she was. The guilt was all over her. That's why she was trying to flip this. Trying to take the attention off of her. She cant handle cheating. Shit, she can barely keep up a lie with me; she was horrible at it. Her eyes kept shifting to the floor but then back up to me. Wow..she's got the nerve to let the room fall silent instead of trying to fumble up a lie. 

She cheated.

The woman I love and wanted to marry just came in here tonight...after sleeping with another man. Then... THEN... tried to blame me and say that I cheated...to try and make her feel better about her spreadin her legs to some random ass nigga. "I was at Leah's." Great. Shes gonna make me have to run through circles before just telling me the fuckin truth. She couldn't even respect me enough to just come out with it. Fine. She didn't wanna rip the band-aid off? Imma do that shit for her. "Fine. WHAT NIGGA DID YOU FUCK." The expression on her face was....honestly I never seen her look this way. It broke me t even say that to her..let alone see her reaction. I could feel tears trying to surface and my pulse getting quicker. I was pissed..confused..I was hurt. I never even felt anything like this. She quickly wiped a tear that had escaped her eye. " Well, who did you sleep with?!", her voice cracked. I ran my hands down my face and and walked over to her. " IM NOT FUCKIN CHEATIN ON YOU MIA!" I walked over to the dresser and grabbed the papers and a small velvet blue box. I threw them at her and she jumped and looked at me as if I was going to put my hands on her..again. Regret was eating at me, but I was more pissed than guilty right now. "This is what I've been doin for you. FOR US. I been workin my ass off to take care of us so we can get the fuck up outta here and get married. I always wanted a future with YOU. No one else Mia. Im not thinkin about none of these bitches out her cuz they didn't amount to you. And instead of you actually talking to me, you went and let some other nigga have you like I didn't mean shit." At this point tears were streaming down both our faces. She was reading the deed to our new house and had opened the box to her engagement ring. I wiped my face and shook my head. "What the fuck was it all for, Mia?" "Trey, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." "If you would've known that I wasn't cheating would you had fucked him? Would you had let another nigga slide up in you...knowin that that was my pussy?" I don't know what was comin over me but I was mad as shit and I needed to take it out on her. I needed her to feel how fucked up I felt. I walked over to her slowly staring directly into her. "She looked scared but guilt was still all over her. "Trey, what are you-" I pulled her off the bed and crashed my lips into hers. She tasted different. Her tongue was covered in lemonade..with a hint of Hennessy. She was hesitant at first but she gave in... I guess assuming that I loved her so much that I didn't give a shit if another man had her or not..that I would just look past it. I pushed her down on the bed and pulled her shirt off. "You think you can give this to another nigga? Like they would know every place to please you? Take that shit off." Without saying a word she rushed to strip off the remainder of the clothes she'd worn as I slid my pants down and grabbed a condom off the nightstand. Once she was completely naked I leaned down next to her ear and slid my fingers in and out of her. "Trey... I'm so-sorry.." "You think sorry is enough? You think cuz we ain't fucked in a while that I would just be giving my shit out to random bitches? You know more than anyone that you gotta deserve this dick right?" She got ready to respond but I slid all of me inside her and her back arched with a loud moan escaping her mouth. "You forgot how good I felt, huh.." I slid in and out putting my full force behind each thrust. "TREY" "Don't fuckin say my name. Just tell me who's pussy this belongs to." "You....YOURS" She got louder as I stroked a little deeper this time. "Sure it ain't his?" I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and held her by the hips as I slammed into her. "Im sureeeee.." She said out of breath. I slapped the side of her ass and pumped harder,  feeling her walls squeeze my shaft. "SAY THAT SHIT LOUDER." "IMSUR-RE" I let my hands travel down to her bouncing breasts and began playing with her pierced nipples. "Fuckkk Trey." She kept repeating. She thought I forgot how her body works? I been beatin her shit down for a year and she think some nigga can make her come better than me? "Hold yo fuckin legs."She urgently grabbed her legs. Wrapping her arms around the back of the knees as my palms pressed down on her thighs for balance. "OhmyGoddddd" She screamed. I felt her splash all over my pelvis as she squirted with each thrust. I slowed down as she leaked all over me. I leaned down to her as she let her legs fall around my waist and her arms wrapped around my neck. I instantly grabbed her wrists and put her arms above her head and began to thrust hard and slow into her warmth. Her mouth was held open and I could see the veins throbbing in her neck. I could smell him all over her. My anger was rising....way past my sadness at this point. My strokes became harder as I stared directly at her...Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head and her body was squirming up under me. Her moans were getting louder and I could feel her tightening around me again. I slid out of her and she looked at me in shock. I could see her pussy dripping and throbbing from here. I hate that she turned me on. I hated that I still loved this bitch that tore my heart out and fucked another man. 

"Turn over", I said lowly. She instantly did as I said and I slid all of me inside of her again. "He fuck you better than this?" I steadied my voice and she shook her head while throwing it back on me.I bit my lip and smacked her ass. She moaned louder as I took my left hand up under her stomach and lifted her tome with me still inside of her. Our bodies were at the same tempo as her back laid against my chest. I grabbed her hair with one head leaning her back on my shoulder. I took my other hand and massaged her pussy. After doing that for about 2 minutes I felt her body shake and her pussy tighten around my dick. Fuck she felt so good and i hated it. I HATED THIS SHIT. 

She was leaking down both our thighs. My dick was throbbing...but I wasn't done.

I pushed her back down and held her hands behind her back. This was when I let all my frustration and hurt out and into her. I was hitting every possible wall of hers and she was going crazy. At this point i'm sure whoever was in the loft next to us was definitely hearing her. "Don't Stop....Please" She had some nerve. She was actually enjoying this shit ...and it was hers, She could've had this dick whenever she wanted... but she didn't....She fucked him.  I grabbed her by her hips and began to pound the fuck out of her. Every fiber in my being was trying to take this shit out on her. Her nails were digging into my skin...and fuck even that shit was turning me on... Fuck... Fuck her. I dove in her ...fucking her shit up for another 30 minutes before I couldn't take it anymore..she was contracting around my dick and I didn't wanna be in the same room as her anymore...but fuck she felt so good. I felt my self swelling inside of her..and between that and feeling her squeeze me again, I nutted all inside of her with one last hard stroke. Again, she was leaking all over us and the bed was soaked. I slid out of her without saying anything and went to the bathroom. I flushed the condom and did a quick wipe down so I could get the fuck up out of here. I walked back out to the room without making any eye contact. I began putting on my clothes and I saw her getting off the bed. "Trey... babe.." I sighed as she stepped up to me and placed her hand on my chest. "Can we just talk? I know what I did is unfor-""Fuck you." 

That's when it happened. I saw her heart break. I thought the look earlier that she gave me was bad...now she felt like how I felt. I backed away from her and grabbed my phone and walked out. I don't know where I was going or when I was coming back...if I was coming back... But I had to go. She doesn't deserve me and the love I have for her. As I closed the front door and stepped in the hall. Finally.. I could breathe. Finally I let that one tear fall. Finally..I had to deal with and be alone with the fact that she fucked him.

She fucked him knowing she belonged to me.