Chapter Sixteen #2
“Well, if that’s how you want to spend the rest of your day.” She rolled her eyes and pulled herself out the chair.
I snorted. “You choose to fuck and hide…and I’m choosing to see my girlfriend for a few hours.”
“Don’t even do me.”
“Nah, you already let Nazir do that,” I teased, and she tossed a balled-up paper at me as she left my office.
I quickly answered a few emails and called the realtor. When I received his voicemail, I left him another message before grabbing my things to make the drive to the prison.
On the drive to the prison, I turned on my favorite Keyshia Cole playlist and sang with my entire heart.
I was singing like I had been betrayed and cheated on, when I was the one laying on a man’s chest in Las Vegas.
It was the guilt eating me up because I wasn’t that kind of person. I didn’t do shit like that.
I was a faithful partner and Sav never had to question if I was out here doing her wrong. I mean, she never had to question, but that never stopped her ass from doing it. She always accused me of doing some shit, which is why I was out here feeling guilty.
She was out her accusing me of doing her wrong and look what she caused. My ass went ahead and did her wrong. Laying on a man’s chest wasn’t that wrong. Except we both knew that it was wrong. Receiving booty rubs from a person who wasn’t my girlfriend was wrong on so many levels.
Jonah was only comforting me and trying to make me feel better.
It was innocent, and I needed him to hold me because I was overwhelmed after the conversation with Tatiana.
Actually, this was all Tati’s fault. Had she not gone all deep with our conversation, I wouldn’t have been emotional and needed to be comforted.
Then again, the kiss that I placed on his chest as he slept peacefully the next morning wasn’t right either.
I watched as he slept, his eyelashes sweeping his face, as beautiful as ever.
God handcrafted this man with his bare hands.
I pulled into the visitors parking lot and killed my engine. Sav drained my energy so bad, and I knew this visit would do the same. By the time I left, I knew I would need to drink at least three bottles of wine to have a decent sleep.
It had been a while since I had come to visit Sav, so I knew she was going to bring it up.
I would have to sit there and listen to how selfish I was, and how if the roles were reversed that she would have come to see me every week.
It was bullshit because if the roles were reversed, I would have gotten a decent lawyer and accepted the help that was being given.
That was neither here nor there. The fact remained that I had to walk up in here and listen to her bullshit.
After going through security, I finally made it to the visitation room with questions. The guard had marked it down as a family visit instead of a single visit like it usually was. Whenever they marked it as a family visit, it was more than one person visiting.
Visits were already underway when I finally finished with security.
I scanned the room to look for Sav, but I couldn’t find her.
I heard a laugh, and that’s when my head snapped in that direction.
I saw her sitting with her locs pulled back with a rubber band; her smile was infectious.
I mean, I couldn’t deny how beautiful Sav was.
Her light skin covered in different shades of tattoos, and her perfect white smile.
Her teeth were always my favorite thing about her, and now she was smiling in some bitch’s face. I couldn’t see her face because her back. However, Sav looked up briefly, and that’s when our eyes locked.
“Oh shit.” I read her lips as I casually walked over towards the table. There was no need for me to act an ass. This was a female prison, and I didn’t want to end up in there with her ass.
“Hey baby,” I greeted and sat beside the woman.
Sav avoided eye contact like a muthafucka. She was trying to look everywhere but into my eyes.
“W…what you doing here, Yaya?”
“I can’t visit my girlfriend? You’re always on my neck for not making time, and I make time and here you are on another visit. This a cousin or something?”
The woman was stunning, and I couldn’t deny that. She had golden brown skin, soft curls framed her face, and her body was curvy. Even with her being curvy, I could tell she wasn’t all that tall.
“I’m not a cousin. Who is this, Savannah?”
Oh, she was using her full name. I had been screamed at for calling her by her real name, and this woman just openly said it without it being a problem.
“Come see me tomorrow, Yaya. Not the time for this shit.”
“Why would I ever come back tomorrow when we can get everything out on the table now. Hi, I’m Yalina…” I allowed my voice to trail, waiting for her to extend her hand to shake mine.
It took her a minute, but she finally did.
“Hi, I’m Natalie…Savannah’s fiancée.”
I wanted to scream, punch her in the throat, and then pull the fire alarm. Instead, I remained seated and gave her a tight-lipped smile.
“Oh really?”
“Yaya, come the fuck on.”
I took a deep breath. “You know what…I should have fucked Jonah in Vegas. Should have allowed him to take me to the moon with his big dick. Instead, I settled for a hug and comfort when we both know I wanted to ride his dick.”
Her jaw flexed because she was bothered. As much as this woman was seated beside me, claiming to be engaged to her, the thought of me with another person was too much for Sav.
“Why the fuck you choosing to cut up right now?” she replied through gritted teeth.
Sav was so mad that I could see steam coming out of her ears.
I laughed. “I wasted so many years on you and held you down when everyone told me to leave you. Literally every person in my life has said that I needed to cut you loose, but I didn’t.
Too loyal to leave you because yo’ funky-ass mama didn’t love yo’ gay ass.
Sav, go to the deepest pit of hell, and forget that you ever knew me.
I’ll make sure your shit is sent to your cousin’s house, and my number will be changed by the time I get back on the turnpike. ”
I didn’t need to stay to hear her excuse or to hear what Natalie had to say.
For all I cared, Natalie and Savannah could be together. I would probably send a wedding gift. That was how fed up I was. My heart raced as I left the visitation room as quickly as I came. The tears didn’t start until I reached the parking lot.
Fuck Sav. I never needed her, and it was time for me to realize it and actually believe the shit.