Chapter 4 #4
“I’m serious, Norie, why wasn’t I enough?” She crossed her arms over her chest as she held back more tears.
“You were until you showed me you weren’t.” He said without hesitation. “And you’re to blame for that. You let me see your true colors. You let me see that you were ugly as fuck on the inside.”
“Do you really have to be so fucking harsh to me all the time, Norie?”
“Shit, I just answered your question, but I am getting bored, and I’m tired as fuck so wrap this shit up before I close the door in ya face.” He warned in all seriousness.
Norie didn’t have an ounce of pity for her.
A part of him would’ve given her another chance back in the day, but she was too busy checking for other dick while her shady ass friends tried to fuck and suck all over his behind her back.
But she fucked up, though, because the connection he has with Evie, he’s never had with any other woman.
And now he was addicted. Which was exactly why his ass was crashing out behind her ass right the fuck now.
Evie Hutton is the only woman walking this earth whom he can’t wait to call his own.
He used to be crazy about Cherish, but the shit ain't got nothing on how he feels about Evie.
“Fine, just be honest and finally tell me what I’ve known all along. You were messin’ with her while we were together. She’s the reason we broke up, isn’t she, Norie?”
“What the fuck is wrong wit’ you, Cherish?
Your delusional ass is the reason we broke up.
I ain’t know Evie existed until years after we broke up.
I don’t even know why you trying to convince yourself that that’s what happened, but you know the truth.
Let’s not act like you suffering from memory loss, my baby. ”
“If you knew, why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you fight for me, Norie?”
“Cus, wasn’t no use in fighting for a hoe who wanted every nigga but the one that was ready to wife her.”
“Well, none of that matters now. Let’s just focus on the present. I wanna get back together, Norie; you should think about us getting back together.”
“No, the fuck I shouldn’t. Anyway, though. Your time is up, Cherish. Get the fuck off my porch and?—”
“Can I please use the bathroom?”
“Mannnn, hurry up,” he shook his head as he stepped aside to let her enter. “Use the one at the end of the hall.”
Nodding, she mumbled her thanks as she scurried to the second door on the left.
He’d just closed the door and was on his way to grab a bottle of water from the fridge when his doorbell rang again. Returning to the door, he glanced out of the peephole and his lips curved into a smile as he opened it.
“Ya fine ass just couldn’t stay away, huh?!” He smiled as Evie walked in and brushed past him.
“Please, save all that bullshit for whatever hoe you screwing. I just want to know what the fuck your problem is,” she asked as she placed her purse on the accent cabinet in the dining room.
“The fuck is you talkin’ bout? What I do?” He mugged her as he walked up to her.
“You know exactly what you did. I just wanna know why. Why are you still fucking with Greg after?—”
“Damn bitch, why are you everywhere?” Cherish interrupted as she approached them, naked.
“‘Cus this nigga is addicted to my pussy,” Evie shot back with a dramatic smack of her lips. “Go on, ask him.”
“Let me save you the trouble, Cherish; I’m very much addicted to her fat ass pussy as well as every inch of her.” He confessed as he bit his bottom lip and looked her up and down. His gaze never left Evie's body.
“Well, you and your ran-through pussy can leave. Norie and I were in the middle of something.” Cherish waved her off as she rolled her eyes while frowning in disgust and trying to act like she didn’t hear what Norie just said.
Evie looked between them, then burst into laughter.
“Gurl, bye, no y'all wasn’t. But even if it were true, I wouldn’t give two fucks.
I’on want this nigga; you can have him. I just need to talk to him, so you gotta take ya horny ass on ‘cus you ain’t getting no dick right now.
Norie, tell this basic bitch to get the fuck on,” Evie demanded as she walked into the kitchen to pour herself something to drink.
Chuckling, he shook his head. “Cherish, get ya close on and get yo’ ‘lying ass the fuck on.”
“Really Norie?” Cherish yelled as she threw her hands about in frustration. “You just gon’ do whatever this bitch tells you to?”
“Girlll, I got yo’ bitch,” Evie yelled as she ran out of the kitchen toward Cherish.
Inwardly, she smiled because she could see the fear flashing in Cherish’s eyes, but before she could reach her, Norie snatched Evie up and pulled her back against him.
“Stupid ass slut. I’m done playing with yo’ ignorant ass.
Norie ain’t gon always be around to save you, hoe.
I’mma catch yo’ ass outside and beat the fuck outta you.
I’m tired of you trying my patience. It’s on on sight now, bitch. ”
“Cherish, go. Now!” Norie yelled as he pointed toward the door while holding Evie around her waist.
“Whatever,” Cherish mumbled as she headed back to the bathroom, quickly dressed, and approached the door.
“And bitch if my shit was ran the fuck through, this nigga wouldn’t be sniffing behind it and trying to dick me down every chance he gets.
I’ll make sure he sends some pics wit’ his dick and tongue deep in my pussy for you to fuck yaself to, you thirsty hoe.
” Evie spat as Norie kept her secure against him.
“So, he still don’t really want yo’ thirsty ass, you fat bitch.”
Again, Evie tried to lunge for Cherish and snatch her ass bald, but Norie wouldn’t let her ass go.
“Man, why you keep letting her childish ass get to you? You know Cherish ain’t worth it. Let her ass talk.”
“Norie, let me go,” Evie said as she snatched out of his grasp. “And I ain’t gonna let her big-mouth ass just talk. I wouldn’t even have to deal with her had I not ever fucked with yo’ ass. I swear I hate the day we fuckin met.”
“Straight up, you hate the day we met?” He mugged her as he crossed the room and leaned against the doorway to the kitchen.
He really felt a way bout the shit she said, but he took the hit cause of how he’d been treating her, but he wasn’t about to not get his lick back. “Well, I couldn’t tell by the way you was cummin’ and squirting all over my dick and tongue.”
“Norie, I’m not ‘bout to do this with you. Just quit fucking with Greg. He’s a good person, and I don’t need the drama.
He and his wife have brought a lot of business my way, and their support is important to me.
” She explained as she headed for the door.
“Just find enough respect for me to quit fuckin up my life.”
“Evie, you know that ain’t never been my intention. You know how much I love you.”
Evie’s steps slowed to a stop at the door.
Norie could see her mind spinning at his confession.
He wanted it to stop her from walking away angry.
To keep her from walking away from him at all.
He knew it was wrong to keep doing this tug-of-war with her, but he was still struggling with how she handled the past. He knew he had to get over it if he wanted her to be his, but he honestly didn’t know where to even try to move on from the shit.
“You don’t love me, Norie,” Evie finally said as she opened the door.
“I do. I love you with all my heart and all my soul.”
“How can you love me when you act like you barely even like me anymore?
“I—I like you. I just can’t?—”
“Exactly. Bye, Norie.”