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You mistook your chaos for your peace. You don’t fuck up because you want to. You fuck up because fucking up is comfortable for you.”
initial reveal of his betrayal—water simmering, near-a-boil resentment. “You know what this is
“You stupid fucking bitch.” It was spoken so coldly, Tahli wasn’t even sure she heard it right.
Now Vin I know this was a bomb dropped but whoa
Whoa. Hold it hold it hold ITTTTTTTT
Time can be an illusion, a healer, or a thief. It can pause pain, giving the false assumption that the pain passed. It can steal beauty, and hopes, and memories. Place expectations on our goals, and dreams, and relationships. Time can make you believe that because enough of it has passed, things that were, are no longer…
“How about you take my ex-husband’s dick out of your mouth?” Tahli joked and Abby guffawed. “Ooh. Testy.”
“I’m not starting shit. He just better stay out of my way before I shish kabob his ass and throw him on the grill.”
Vin is so funny 🤣🤣
“Right. But I do have to thank your standards for letting me have him.”
Oop Bianca you ate that one thing LMFAOOOO
But knowing how Vin thinks, he definitely thinks that I was thinking about him.”
Because you were..
just a man, baby.” “Nah. You’re the man.” He grinned. “Oh, I’m the man?”
“Lock the fuck in. Look at me.” She trained her darting eyes on his. “Abs is gonna be alright. You got this. It’s just one of those things. Shit happens. Shit happens and we get through it. Move past it and more shit happens. Right?”
“Send DJ in here and get to the hospital.” “I can’t ask you to do that.” “You’re not asking me shit. Go get that baby and get to your mother, Dalvin Isaiah Hayes. That woman gave you that name, Isaiah. God saves.
Oh my 🥺🥺🥺
“But why does God let people die?”
“Life hasn’t been kind to Dalvin. I think for kids who never felt fully loved by their mothers, like me…it’s easier than having a mother and remembering when they did love you…then remembering when they stopped. That was him. That was Lola. Somewhere inside of Vin is that feeling still, of when Lola started loving something more than him. When she abandoned him.
“But I wanna pick yours for real. Get a fork and just pluck out all those little worries and fears that drive you crazy. Have you tossing and turning, flipping off the covers, pulling on the covers…”
“I know it’s fucked up,” she battled morale, savoring the feel of his barbed arms under her fingers. “But I want your fucked up. What’s wrong with me?”
“You ruin and repair me, baby. Ruin and repair me.”
“I’m good on sustaining. But I can’t deny you. Once you awaken me, I’ll be back to square one…weaning myself off of you. I’ve been good, baby love.”
“Dalvin. I’m beyond what I want. I’m in my underwear on top of my ex-husband who broke my heart, with a good guy waiting at home for me. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t need you. You don’t need me?” She murmured against his lips. Because
“Sometimes when you’re in pain. Deep, deep, deep pain, baby. You just want
to feel something familiar. Something you already know the effect of. The potential. Something you miss.”
“Even the shit I know is gonna fuck me up later.” That was his forfeit.
“I’m trying to enjoy you without thinking about this nigga up in my good-ass pussy.”
“He fucking you like this?”
You know he not 🤣
“You ain’t never been away from Daddy like this. But you creamed on my shit in 3.5 seconds, Tahli. That nigga ain’t hitting the spots I used to. You can tell the truth; I’ll still be miserable.”
“Take that shit like a good girl. You gonna be a good girl?” “I’ma be a good girl,” she warbled. “That’s my girl. Still cumming like a good girl,”
“And that shit feels so fucking good. But good girl, go wait your turn. I need my little freak bitch right now.” That made her pussy pop. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… What are you doing?”
“I love you,” Tahli cried in blubbers on her descent. “I love you so much it hurts,
“You still in trouble though, baby love.”
“Now go get in that fucking bed,” he whispered between their lips.
Because downstairs was fun. But up here…
“In this bed I’m your bitch.” “What?” “In this bed, I’m your bitch,” she repeated, more audibly.
“I don’t know if I wanna keep tasting you or fuck you some more. I missed my pussy so much.” “Just your pussy?” Tahli panted.
“Goddamn, you feel like fucking heaven, baby love. I’m ‘bout to cum so fucking hard, Tahli.” It made her shiver.
her sordid body in shame. So this was how easy it was to be unfaithful? “I owe you an apology,” Tahli broke the noiseless humiliation. “I always thought it was…such a conscious decision…infidelity.
But it really is a moment of weakness. I feel so fucked up.”
“I’m sorry Dalvin.” She sighed. “You hurt me…but this was cruel.”
Really Tahli? This low even for you
and he took advantage of the love you still have for him.”
Nah paper boy.. other way around
She refused to be the woman who let a good
man go for the second time, just because she was still a little fucked up over a
IKYFL
“Are we cool?” Fucking Tahli. “Why wouldn’t we be?”
Tahli
“Aye, look. I’m glad y’all got that real shit that can get past anything. I guess it’s only dependent on who’s doing the deceiving.”
“Yeah, whatever. This shit’s outrageous. Y’all mothafuckas go be corny together.”
Cus they definitely corny
“And you. Again. Wit’ ya tit for tat bullshit, Tahli. Enough!”
!!!!!
“Just bring you. Leave your worries and your wallet at the crib.”
Don’t pmo
Tahli went home to her fiancé dripping his nut and he still chose her. She still chose him. It was beyond time he moved on.
Ya think ???
Sometimes you get the rabbit. Sometimes the rabbit gets you.
Would Tahli witness it? Could she handle it?
Nah she can’t handle it.
“Tahli, just because I can’t be with you… Just because you drive me so fucking crazy that I wish I could box up everything I feel, leave that shit in this house, and burn it all to the ground… it doesn’t mean that I don’t want you.
“Baby love, I know this shit is gonna fuck with you regardless of what you say, because it would send me over the fucking edge. But Tahli, I swear…I fucking swear…I’m yours.”
Why can’t we be divorced like normal people?”
