Cheaper to Keep Her Part 3 Read Online Free Page A
Author: Kiki Swinson
Tags: United States, Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Women's Fiction, Urban, African American
thugs to leave. I mean, why were they listening to him? Were they his friends or something? My mind was running full speed ahead as I watched both men exit the apartment. After Bishop closed the door behind them he looked back at me.
I didn’t know whether to hug him or curse him the hell out. I mean, what was that bullshit all about? Was that a test or something? I needed some answers and I needed them ASAP.
Bishop gave me this apologetic look as he walked towards me. But I refused to let him off the hook that easy. I was angry and I really felt like a complete fool. “I know you’re mad right now. So, please let me explain,” he began.
I tried to block out the throbbing and aching pain I felt in the back of my head but I couldn’t. Bishop saw me massage the back of my head with my right hand so as soon as he got within one feet of me he pulled me into his arms and started massaging my head himself. “I am so sorry, Lynise. But I had to let them take you through that baby girl.”
I pulled back from his chest and looked into his face. “But why? Whatcha’ don’t trust me? I almost had a fucking nervous breakdown,” I continued to sob.
“I know. I know,” he said, trying to put my head back on his chest. But I resisted his efforts.
One part of me wanted him to hold me but the other part of me wanted to curse him out. I felt so violated and I wanted him to know it. “Bishop, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I don’t like it. Those fucking monsters you had come in here and pretend that they were looking for some money you hid in here was a low blow to me. I mean, the way that guy handled me was wrong and I am fucking pissed that you’d let him do that to me.”
“You’re right. But we’re not in Virginia anymore. You’re in my world now. Things are done a lot different here in New Jersey. I have a lot more at stake here so I just needed to know if you were really down for me.”
“I understand all of that but haven’t I proved who I was to you when we were back in Virginia? I mean, that should’ve counted for something.”
“Yeah, it did. But I still had to make sure,” he insisted.
I wanted to sweep this misunderstanding underneath the rug, but my mind wouldn’t let me. So, I backed away from him and went into my bedroom. I needed to collect my thoughts and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do it while I was in his arms.
Cheaper to Keep Her part 3 Unique
What Part of the Game is This? – Chapter Three
After Bishop allowed those niggas to run me through the mill I walked my ass into my bedroom and laid down so I could clear my head. Bishop came in the room behind me. I really wasn’t in the mood to see his face, but at the same time I needed some comforting. My fucking head was aching and so was my entire body.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and began massaging my back. My eyes were closed as my mind drifted off into thought. Everything from the events with Duke that happened back in Virginia to the fake robbery plot came full circle in my mind. The shit with Duke was still fresh on my mind and I was still fuming inside.
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Bishop was beginning to do the same underhanded tactics as Duke. Both men lived for the streets, they had women at home and they made it known that they weren’t answering to anyone. Not even me. To make matters worse, they’d cut you out of their lives at the drop of a dime.
I could sense that Bishop was still unsure about me. That thought was pretty upsetting to me. I was literally tired of running into niggas who didn’t appreciate me. I had shit going for me. I was very attractive physically and I wasn’t stupid by a long shot. But more importantly, when I decided to be on your team, then you had my loyalty. So, to keep getting the short end of the stick when I should have been given the whole enchilada had made me very resentful.
“Lynise, look at me,” Bishop instructed me. His tone
I didn’t know whether to hug him or curse him the hell out. I mean, what was that bullshit all about? Was that a test or something? I needed some answers and I needed them ASAP.
Bishop gave me this apologetic look as he walked towards me. But I refused to let him off the hook that easy. I was angry and I really felt like a complete fool. “I know you’re mad right now. So, please let me explain,” he began.
I tried to block out the throbbing and aching pain I felt in the back of my head but I couldn’t. Bishop saw me massage the back of my head with my right hand so as soon as he got within one feet of me he pulled me into his arms and started massaging my head himself. “I am so sorry, Lynise. But I had to let them take you through that baby girl.”
I pulled back from his chest and looked into his face. “But why? Whatcha’ don’t trust me? I almost had a fucking nervous breakdown,” I continued to sob.
“I know. I know,” he said, trying to put my head back on his chest. But I resisted his efforts.
One part of me wanted him to hold me but the other part of me wanted to curse him out. I felt so violated and I wanted him to know it. “Bishop, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I don’t like it. Those fucking monsters you had come in here and pretend that they were looking for some money you hid in here was a low blow to me. I mean, the way that guy handled me was wrong and I am fucking pissed that you’d let him do that to me.”
“You’re right. But we’re not in Virginia anymore. You’re in my world now. Things are done a lot different here in New Jersey. I have a lot more at stake here so I just needed to know if you were really down for me.”
“I understand all of that but haven’t I proved who I was to you when we were back in Virginia? I mean, that should’ve counted for something.”
“Yeah, it did. But I still had to make sure,” he insisted.
I wanted to sweep this misunderstanding underneath the rug, but my mind wouldn’t let me. So, I backed away from him and went into my bedroom. I needed to collect my thoughts and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do it while I was in his arms.
Cheaper to Keep Her part 3 Unique
What Part of the Game is This? – Chapter Three
After Bishop allowed those niggas to run me through the mill I walked my ass into my bedroom and laid down so I could clear my head. Bishop came in the room behind me. I really wasn’t in the mood to see his face, but at the same time I needed some comforting. My fucking head was aching and so was my entire body.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and began massaging my back. My eyes were closed as my mind drifted off into thought. Everything from the events with Duke that happened back in Virginia to the fake robbery plot came full circle in my mind. The shit with Duke was still fresh on my mind and I was still fuming inside.
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Bishop was beginning to do the same underhanded tactics as Duke. Both men lived for the streets, they had women at home and they made it known that they weren’t answering to anyone. Not even me. To make matters worse, they’d cut you out of their lives at the drop of a dime.
I could sense that Bishop was still unsure about me. That thought was pretty upsetting to me. I was literally tired of running into niggas who didn’t appreciate me. I had shit going for me. I was very attractive physically and I wasn’t stupid by a long shot. But more importantly, when I decided to be on your team, then you had my loyalty. So, to keep getting the short end of the stick when I should have been given the whole enchilada had made me very resentful.
“Lynise, look at me,” Bishop instructed me. His tone