Chapter 31 #2
I had never been suicidal in my life, but at that moment, as I lay there covered in semen, I wanted to end it all.
At some point, the two men climbed out of the bed and went into the bathroom to clean themselves up.
The room was silent, and I wondered what Krista was thinking.
There was no doubt in my mind our marriage would be coming to an end.
My body felt as if I had been run over by a car and beaten.
When they picked me up, I panicked, thinking they were about to go for another round.
Instead, the light-brown man, who I believed was named Clay, slid my pants back on me.
I glared at him with questioning eyes because it didn’t make sense.
“Aye, is that bitch-ass nigga dressed? I’m ready to go home so I can lay up under my woman!” Lyric’s boyfriend announced as he cautiously stepped into the room. Fire danced in my eyes while he swaggered in with a grin on his face.
“You look well fucked. I hope it was a memory you’ll never forget. Although I’m not sure if you’ll have any memories at all where you’re going,” he taunted.
He shook hands with the two men as they left the room. I felt like I was about to pass out again, but I fought through it.
“I won’t prolong this any further. My family is at home waiting for me, and it smells like shit in here. Let’s get this over with. Here.” He walked over to me and cut the zip ties on my wrists, which confused the hell out of me. When he handed me a gun, I knew it must have been some type of setup.
“Shoot her,” he demanded.
“W-what?”
“You heard what I said. Stand your punk ass up and shoot her. You’ve already embarrassed her by cheating on her and having outside babies.
It’s only right you be the one to put her out of her misery forever.
It’s the fate she deserves after she stood by you while you neglected your children and stole the innocence of young girls. She’s just as guilty as you are.”
I shook my head in disbelief. It was one thing to be raped and humiliated, but I was no killer.
“Chop, chop, bitch. I have a movie date with my princess, and you’re holding me up. Pull the fucking trigger!” He held a large rifle in both hands, and I shit on myself.
“I-I can’t do that. I’m not a killer,” I cried.
Krista was terrified, and my guilt got the best of me. Over the years, I took her for granted because I knew she wouldn’t leave me. She loved me more than I loved her, and I used her loyalty as a weapon against her. Now we were looking death in the face, and I couldn’t even protect her.
“Please.”
“Please what, nigga? Is your shitty booty ass really sitting here crying as if you aren’t a fucking monster?
Well, let me put your mind at ease, because you seem to be confused as to what this is.
Both of you mothafuckas are gonna die tonight.
I’m giving you the choice to let your wife die by the hands of someone who actually gives a fuck about her.
If you don’t want to do it, I will. Either way, the bitch is a goner.
” The young man shrugged his shoulders coldly, then stepped over and removed the tape from her mouth.
I turned to my wife, feeling like the biggest coward ever. “Krista, baby. I-I’m s-so sorry!”
“Fuck you, Nathan!” she screamed while sobbing uncontrollably.
“I tolerated so much shit because I thought one day, you would finally choose me. I did everything to prove I was solid, and this is the thanks I get! I h-hate you! Since this is my last night on Earth, I guess I should tell you the truth. Nassim and Natalie aren’t yours. ”
It took me an extra second to register what she said. Krista and I argued and fought all the time, but she had never disrespected me before.
“What the fuck did you say?” I stepped closer to her to make sure I wasn’t tripping.
“Oh, don’t try to boss up on me now after you just got your asshole blown out by two niggas.
I saw the cream on their dicks, and now it’s all starting to make sense.
You couldn’t stay faithful to me because you were fuckin’ all the bitches in order to hide the fact that you really wanted to be with a man.
I guess my sisters were right all along.
“To answer your question, I said our youngest children don’t belong to you.
While you were out sticking your dick in every bitch with a hole and fishing for your next hookup at the local middle schools, your favorite cousin Issac was letting me find comfort on his dick.
I used to feel guilty because you could never make me cum the way he did.
In fact, I would have to envision his dick sliding in and out of me in order to keep my pussy wet.
I told you I hated sucking dick because he made me promise I would save my throat just for him.
” She chuckled evilly until more tears fell from her eyes.
“I should have left your no-good ass a long time ago, but I’ll die with peace in my heart because I took out two additional policies on you years ago, and my children will be set for life. I can’t say the same for your little bastards, though. Burn in hell, Nathan.”
I flinched as her body jerked, and her brain exploded. When I turned toward the man, he was holding a second gun with a silencer on it.
“Silly bitch,” he spat, tucking the gun into the waistband of his pants.
“Your turn.” The darkness in his eyes couldn’t be missed, and it scared me.
“A-are you gonna kill me?” I asked a question I already knew the answer to. I guess I couldn’t accept that my fate would end in such a cruel way.
“No. I’m gonna leave that for you.”
“W-why are you doing this? I mean, I understand I did some things I shouldn’t have. You could have easily sent me to prison. Why go to these extremes and risk your own freedom?” I inquired.
He stood there for a moment with his gun still perched in his hands.
“Lyric and Symphonee are my reason for waking up every day. When they hurt, I take that shit personal. My girl said she was tired of hurting, and as long as you’re walking around this Earth, she’ll never truly have peace.
I can’t accept that. My woman is my world, and it’s my job to make sure she has everything she needs.
Your life is the last piece of the puzzle.
“Now, I’ve wasted enough time, and I’m ready to go. You have sixty seconds to pull the trigger, or I’ma have my young niggas tie a rope around your neck and hang you from the tree in your backyard. I personally would rather you get it over with, but again, the outcome won’t change.”
I stood there as he pulled a blunt from behind his ear, put it to his lips, and then fished a lighter from his pocket to light it.
I found his calm demeanor to be strange.
There I was, holding a gun as well, but there wasn’t an ounce of fear in him.
Smoke came from his nose and mouth as I stood there, waiting.
I tried to think of what I could say to change his mind.
There had to be some way to turn things around.
“What will you tell my daughter?” I asked. He took another pull of the blunt before he lifted his eyes toward mine.
“What daughter? Ari?” His face was twisted with confusion.
“No, Symphonee. What are you gonna tell her when she asks what happened to me?” I thought I could appeal to his apparent love for my child, but when he roared with laughter, I realized my plan failed.
“Why would I tell my daughter about a stranger? Symphonee Rahlei Norris only has one daddy, and it’s the nigga whose name is on her birth certificate.
You’re funny as fuck, though. You’re about to be worm food, but you tried to be funny by bringing up my seed.
My baby ain’t none of your concern, pussy-ass hoe.
Your sixty seconds is up.” He lifted his rifle toward me and started counting.
I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of killing me, so I lifted the pistol, placed it under my chin, and squeezed the trigger.