A Thug's Wife (Full Length Novel) (12 page)

“              Devon, I already told you I didn’t have to go to work. You just told me to go shopping with Zaria, but I think maybe I will hit Zaria up and see if she wants to go get a pedi or something done. I can use a fresh manicure. And I’ve been thinking about getting my hair dyed; maybe put some blonde or brown highlights in. What do you think?”

Devon was so into his phone that he hadn’t heard a w
ord passed pedi. In fact, he was so engaged in what was going on with his phone that he hadn’t noticed when Yessenia came and stood over him. As he continued to read the message he had received, Yessenia did her best to figure out whom he was texting and what they were talking about.

“So, you said you gonna get a massage?” Devon asked finally looking up. He quickly snatched his phone from the table and slid it into his pocket.

“I didn’t say shit about a massage, Devon! Who the hell are you texting this early in the damn morning?” Yessenia yelled; the Susie Homemaker act completely gone.

Devon stood up from his chair and pushed it in. He stretched his arms out and yawned while k
eeping his eyes fixed on Yessenia. He then reached out toward her for a hug when she rejected him by slapping his hands away.

“What the fuck? You done lost your damn mind or something?”

“No, nigga, I asked you a damn question. Who are you texting?”

             
“Yea, you done lost your fuckin’ mind. I’ll holla at you later,” he huffed.

Devon leaned in to kiss Yessenia, but she pulled back and crossed her arms over her chest. She had a funny feeling that she just couldn’t shake. Devon had never given her a reason to
not trust him, until now.

Something is up with this nigga. I ain't fuckin’ stupid. He gonna make me follow his big ass to work.
Yessenia thought as she watched her husband walk away from her and out of their house. Suddenly a flood of tears slid down her face, and she didn’t know why. All she knew was that Devon’s ass was up to something, and she had to figure out just what it was. She hoped that in the end, whatever she found wasn’t another woman. She didn’t know if she could take that.
I’m not Zaria; I can’t stick by no man if he’s cheating on me. Husband or not. He and that bitch will be dead if I find out he’s cheating. There won’t be shit to stick by.

***

“Z, I think Devon is cheating on me,” Yessenia said as they left the Bath & Body Works shop in the Galleria Mall.

She had called Zaria up this morning a couple hours after Devon left for a girl’s day out. They hadn’t had one in forever, and she was in desperate need of some girl time after the shit that happened this morning.

She’d been crying her eyes out thinking about the possibility of Devon cheating on her that it had almost driven her crazy. She had wanted to call him, but he’d warned her about calling him while he was at work. He’d told her that if his phone rung too much while he was working that he could get fired, and she definitely didn’t want that. The agreement was that he would call her on his breaks and text her when he was able.

“Girl, Devon loves you. He is not cheating on you,” Zaria told her as she eyed a pretty red lace push up br
a set in the window of Victoria’s Secret.

“He’s just been really kind of off lately. He always has his phone tucked closely to him and this morning he was so into his phone that he was barely paying attention to me at breakfast. And when he caught me look
ing at it, he quickly threw the phone in his pocket so I couldn’t see it. I know he was texting some bitch.”

“I doubt it, Yessenia. Devon is not about to mess up what y’all got going on at home. All the years I’ve known Devon; he has always been a one
woman man. Even back in his football playing days, Devon always had one chick, and mad bitches were throwing themselves at him left and right. Devon is a good dude.”

“Yea, well I used to believe that one woman was enough for him, but now I don’t believe that s
hit. I’m not crazy, Z. Shit just ain’t right. I mean; I know he is working ‘cause he’s bringing home the money, but I don’t think he’s working all those hours that he claims.

He comes in at four or five o’clock in the morning, always smelling like straigh
t weed and liquor. Where the fuck he smoking and drinking at? I know not at work. He’s chilling with some bitch before he comes home. I know it.”

“But didn’t you say that y’all was having sex like every day? How he gonna have time for another bitch? Girl y
ou are really tripping.”

“No, I’m not, Z. Look don’t try to tell me that I’m tripping. I know what I’ve been seeing lately. I hope that I am not right, but I really know in my heart that he is cheating on me.”

“Damn, okay. I’m just trying to tell you what I feel. I honestly don’t think that he is, but if that’s what you want to believe then who am I to tell you different.”

Zaria knew too well how it felt to be insecure, always wondering if your
man is cheating and she didn’t want Yessenia going through that for nothing. She shook her head wishing she could tell Yessenia the truth about Devon. It killed her knowing that Yessenia was feeling like this when in reality Devon was just in the streets getting money. Devon would never cheat on Yessenia. He just wasn’t the type.

“Quita! Quita, come back here!”

Zaria looked down when a little girl ran into her almost knocking her over. She smiled at her and then that smile instantly faded as she stared into the little girl’s face. She shook her head and blinked back the tears that were threatening to escape the corners of her eyes. She had never seen that little girl a day in her life, but familiarity stumped her. That little girl was a splitting image of the face that she woke up to every morning.

“Hey, cutie. You done got away from your mama,” Yessenia said as
she knelt down so that she would be level with the little girl.

“
Oh, my God! I am so sorry, Qui-” Tianna fussed, but stop when she recognized Zaria’s face. “Oh shit, what up wifey?”

“Girl, don’t what up wifey me. Better be glad you got your little girl
with you; otherwise I’ll fu-I’ll pop you for that mess you pulled at my wedding. I know my mama paid you to do that shit, you trifling trick.”

Yessenia quickly stood to her feet. She felt the situation turning up
quickly and wanted to be on her toes if something popped off. As she stared at Tianna dressed in a pink wife beater and a pair of blue jean shorts, she frowned.

She remembered this bitch from Zaria’s wedding and wanted to slap her ass. That stunt she pulled was straight up disrespectful and with t
he way she was feeling; she would gladly fuck Tianna up. Zaria didn’t even have to get her hands dirty if she didn’t want to.

“Girl, you ain’t gonna pop no damn body. Bitch like me would’ve fucked you up had you did me like that, so we obviously know you a
in’t about that life,” Tianna laughed.

“Bitch-” Yessenia jumped at Tianna knocking her down to the ground. She slapped Tianna so hard that her high yellow skin instantly turned red.

Zaria eyes popped open in shock, and she quickly grabbed Quita and pulled her out of the way before she was hurt. She watched as Yessenia pounded her fist into Tianna’s face and didn’t know whether to break it up or not. She appreciated her girl for stepping in for her, but she could’ve easily handled Tianna with no problems. This wasn’t even Yessenia’s fight and now just wasn’t the time to be fighting. They were in the middle of the damn mall, and too many people were around.

“Yessenia!” Zaria yelled. “Yessenia, stop it!”

Yessenia was a mad woman on a mission as she continued to hit Tianna over and over again. What started as her standing up for her friend quickly turned into her beating Tianna for her own reasons. In her head, Tianna was now the bitch that Devon was sleeping with. It didn't matter if it was true or not, Tianna had chosen the wrong damn day to step to them.

        "Yessenia!" Zaria grabbed Yessenia and pulled her back. A crowd of people had quickly gathered around them. A few had taken out their cell phones to film the incident, while others stared on shameles
sly.

        "Talk that shit now bitch!" Yessenia huffed. She slowly climbed to her feet, placing her hands on her hip while aiming to catch her breath. The number she did on Tianna's face was sure to leave her scarred for life.

          "Mommy!" Quita cried. She wrapped her arms around Zaria's leg as little bubble like tears fell down her face.

      Instantly, Yessenia felt bad for what she had just done. She didn’t even think twice about the little girl before she started pounding on her mama. She wa
s sick to her stomach thinking about what she might have looked like at that moment. True the disrespect that Tianna ran up on them with was enough to warrant her an ass whooping, but Yessenia now regretted what she had done.

“Bitch, I’m gonna fuck you up
!” Tianna screamed. A patron from the mall helped her to her feet while another grabbed Tianna’s belongings from the floor.

“Come on Yessenia, let’s go before the police come,” Zaria said prying little Quita’s arms off of her.

“Get away from my baby!” Tianna grabbed Quita up in her arms and began to walk away. “This shit ain’t over with. Please believe that. Bitch you wanna sneak me when I’m not looking. Trust, you got yours coming. And for you," she said her face filled blood and excessively swollen. "I knew you were a weak bitch. You find out your man been hiding a baby behind your back, and you still marry him. You think that the nigga still ain’t hitting this. Bitch, the baby mama always come first. Be sure to ask that nigga how my head game is. Your stupid ass had to call the other day and fuck my shit up.”

“Bitch, the only reason I ain’t in your shit right now is ‘cause you got my husband’s seed with you. When I see you again though, I’m coming for that head ma’. And I will fuck you up worse than my g
irl did. Come on Yessenia!” Zaria yelled as she turned and walked away.

Her breathing was heavy as her feet pounded into the pavement. She was angry, and she was hurt. She knew that something had gone down the day that she called Quasym and found out he w
as at Tianna’s. He had sounded funny to her, and she felt in her heart that something was up. Sadly, Quasym had lied to her again, and now she knew that she would never be able to trust him.

“I am so sorry, Z. I cannot believe I did that shit, but that bi
tch was too disrespectful. Please forgive me,” Yessenia said as they made it to Zaria’s car.

Zaria didn
’t say anything. She popped the trunk and placed her bags inside before getting inside of the vehicle. Moments earlier, she was trying to convince Yessenia that Devon wasn’t cheating and now here she was fighting with her damn insecurities again

Chapter 13: A Hard Head Makes A Soft Behind

Bam!

Yessenia jumped as the pictures that were nailed to the wall suddenly fell to the floor. She stood up from the sofa and watched as Devon marched towards her with a look of anger riddled on his face. She crossed her arms over her chest wondering what the hell was going on with him.

“What the fuck Yessenia? I tell you to go have a girl’s day out, and you start parading around the damn mall like a fuckin’ teenager and shit!” Devon yelled. He was pissed. He and Quasym were in the streets recruiting when a coup
le of young niggas was posted up laughing about a video that had been shared all over Facebook.

One of the youngn’s informed Quasym that his baby mama was in the video getting her ass beat and coincidentally the chick giving her the beat down was Yessenia
. Devon and Quasym couldn’t believe their eyes when they’d seen it.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Yessenia asked knowing exactly what he was speaking of. She just didn’t know how he had known so quickly.

“I’m talking about you fucking beating up Tianna, in front of Sym’s little girl at that!”

“Oh, fuck that disrespectful ass bitch! She needed her ass whooped. She didn’t care about their little girl being there when she walked up on us talking that shit! I can’t believe you come up in here yelling
at me like that over that bitch!”

“What you mean you can’t believe it? I’m out here trying to work, and you fighting like you trying to make World Star!”

“What? Did that same bitch you were texting this morning call you and tell you that I was out fighting? Is that how you heard about this shit all the way at work? I mean cause let you tell it, you can barely have your phone on you, but all of a sudden you’re notified about my so-called bad behavior.”

“What bitch Yessenia? I wasn’t fucking texting no bitch
this morning. That’s why I didn’t say shit in response to you earlier because of how ridiculous that shit is! You sounded crazy then, and you sound even crazier now!” Devon heaved out. He placed his big hands on top of his head and frowned at his wife.

“
Whatever Devon. I’ve been noticing everything that’s been going on, and I know that you’re cheating on me. I’m not stupid.”

Devon let out a huge sigh, “
All I’ve been doing is working. Tryna make a better life for us. I don’t have time to cheat on you Yessenia, and you should know me better than that. After what you did for me, you think I would cheat on you with another bitch?”