Chapter 27 Justin
JUSTIN
Icouldn’t believe Ava. After all the years I sacrificed to make her happy just for her to turn around and leave me high and dry when I needed her the most was just downright wrong on all levels on her part.
I got that she was upset when she found out about me and Shane and Tate.
She had every right to be pissed off at me about my secrets.
But, to just up and leave me, file for divorce, then block me from contacting her without allowing for me to explain myself was just plain unfair in my opinion.
When she popped up at Shane’s house that day and caught me over there, the timing was all fucked up.
I never would’ve imagined that she was keeping tabs on me, nor did I think that she’d find me and pop up to where I was.
Me leaving and not coming home wasn’t something that I felt that I did too much.
Apparently, I had done it more than enough for her to start to have issues with it now.
She’d complain every now and then about it, but eventually get over it, so I didn’t see anything wrong with what I was doing.
Especially considering the fact that we had gotten into a bad argument. I
assumed that she assumed I would more than likely stay out late, so I was confused and baffled by her actions. Then she had the nerve to beat my ass. I ain’t never had a beating like that in my whole life!
Still to this day, I had no clue how she knew that I was over at Shane’s house.
Shane claimed that he hadn’t told her about us, but I found it to be impossible for her to know that I was over there just on her own pretenses.
According to her, she thought that I didn’t like Shane because of his lifestyle choices.
So, how could she have known to come looking for me at his house if he wasn’t the one that ran off and told it?
I’m still currently in physical therapy recovering from the bad accident that I had.
I didn’t think that Ava was going to show up to the hospital when I first got admitted after the accident, so I had the nurse call Tate as well, so that I wouldn’t have to go through surgery alone just in case Ava didn’t show.
Tate, being the best friend that he was, came and sat with me until things went straight to hell.
He ended up leaving before I had the surgery thanks to Ava and her minion of a sister Dawn.
When they came barging into my hospital room, I thought it was because Ava was there to put our differences aside and to be the supportive wife to me that she should have been.
Boy was I wrong! Not only did she put her hands on me when I was at my most vulnerable and in a position unable to defend myself, but calling Shane and him revealing that he was HIV positive felt like a nuclear bomb.
Can you imagine, lying up in a hospital bed, weak and hurt, and your spouse, the person that was supposed to have your back when no one else did, comes barging into the room wreaking havoc?
Then, for her to have Dawn of all people with her was like the nail in the coffin for me.
She knew that Dawn and I hated each other’s guts, so for her to bring her to the hospital was downright disrespectful.
To say that I was speechless would be an understatement.
The whole Shane debacle, my Lord! I had no fucking clue that Shane was walking around with that package.
Had I known, there would’ve been no way in hell that I would’ve slept with him and risked my life like that.
When he and I first started fucking around we always used a condom and he never, not one time, mentioned anything to me about having HIV.
Thankfully, I never performed oral on him, unlike him.
He always slobbered on my knob and allowed for me to bust down his throat.
But the day that Ava and I had gotten into it and I left our house, I went to Shane’s and we wound up fucking all night long and well into the next day without any protection, until Ava came knocking on his door.
We had gotten caught up in the moment and I made a mistake that had now affected the rest of my life.
So, when he revealed he was HIV positive, I was at a loss for words and instantly felt sick to my stomach.
Not only was I embarrassed to the depths of hell, but I knew by my reaction that Tate figured out that Shane was one of my lovers and that shit didn’t go over too well with him.
Tate didn’t know that I was fucking around with Ava’s friend until that day.
So, for him to be sitting there while Shane exploited us both was just too damn much.
Tate cussed me out in front of Ava and her sister, throwing a full fit before he stormed out of my room, never returning to check for me after that.
After Ava damn near slapped me off the bed, stormed out, and I was left to myself to go through hip surgery all alone.
Thankfully, the surgery went great and I was able to recover rather quickly because it sucked being alone in the hospital like that.
I felt like Ava was wrong for what she did.
Exposing all of my business like a TMZ news reporter because that wasn’t the time nor the place for her to come and confront me about a damn thing.
During my hospital stay, I ended up getting tested for HIV and just as my luck would have it, my test came back positive. I couldn’t believe it. One little night of fucking up resulted in me testing positive for HIV; something that I would have to have for the rest of my life.
I made a promise to myself that as soon as I healed up, I was going to pay Shane a special visit and fuck his ass up for giving me that shit and not saying anything to me about having it.
I felt like he had set me up. There was no way that I was going to believe that he hadn’t.
The fact that he told Ava that he was positive before telling me was something I couldn’t understand.
I mean, he and I were fucking around, and he had no problems keeping that shit a secret as long as it was convenient for him.
I planned to find that out and sooner rather than later because I was headed to his house right now.
Even though I was still recovering from my hip surgery, I was able to get around just fine with a cane.
After last night, I realized that I may have lost Ava for good and it was all Shane’s fault.
Not only did she move in with some bum ass fool, but the ignorant son-of-a-bitch had the nerve to try to push me down with my cane.
What kind of person does that?! So, today, I was making my way to Shane’s because I had questions that only he could answer.
It was because of him that I had lost it all; including Tate.
Tate and I hadn’t spoken since he stormed out of my hospital room.
Once I was done getting Shane together, my next project was to work on me and Tate’s friendship, well what was left of it.
Pulling up to Shane’s house, I parked my truck, got out, then headed to his front door.
I didn’t even bother to call him to let him know that I was on my way.
Hell, why should I be considerate of him when he wasn’t considerate enough to tell me he was walking around dirty?
He didn’t consider my marriage when he went and ran off at the mouth to my wife about me being over at his house.
That caused me to get caught up, so damn being considerate to him and his feelings.
Knocking on his front door and ringing the doorbell at the same time, I laid on his bell until he opened the door.
“Oh, God!” Shane groaned when he opened his door. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected meeting?” He sighed as if unbothered before he continued. “Why you ringing my doorbell and knocking on my shit like you the police? What the hell is your problem?”
“My goodness! You look a mess!” I exclaimed, noticing how terrible Shane looked. His cheeks were sunken, his color was so pale he looked like a ghost. He just looked awful! “Move so I can come in. We need to talk!” I snapped.
“You don’t look so hot yourself,” Shane mumbled, then stumbled to the side as I barged through his doorway. “What happened to calling first?”
“Call first my ass, nigga! I should beat your ass for what you did!” I exclaimed.
Looking around his front room, I noticed that his house was a complete and utter mess, which was unlike Shane.
“My goodness, when was the last time you cleaned up this place, or showered? Shit, it smells horrible in here, and I can’t tell if it’s you or all this trash you have laying around. ”
“Excuse you!” Shane shrieked.
“Nah, excuse you! What in the hell possessed you to tell my wife about you having HIV before telling me?” I fussed as he closed his front door.
Standing there with his eyes bucked I continued to go off.
“All that bullshit you was sayin’ about not wanting Ava to find out about us just for you to turn around and tell her before I had the chance to was whack as hell on your part!
” I continued to fuss. “Then to tell her that I was at your house so that she could catch me over here was a punk ass, pussy move on your part! What the FUCK were you thinking? What the hell did I ever do to you for you to throw me under the bus like that?”
“First of all—”
“Aht!” I spat as I held my cane up to his face. “Watch that slick ass mouth, nicca!” I snapped, waving my cane in his face. “If you know what I know, you betta come correct and watch how the fuck you talk to me… real nigga shit! Because of you I have lost EVERY GOTDAMN THING!”
“Now just wait one damn minute!” Shane yelled. “And watch where you pointing that fucking cane!”
“You betta hope I don’t point the shit up your ass!”