Page 48 of Pieces of Us

“You’re going to regret this, Morgan. I promise you will,” he warned.

“Maybe I will. I know right now, the only thing I regret is keeping Megan away from her father in the first place.”

“Justin is her father!”

I scoffed. “You really psyched yourself into believing that. That lying, cheating bastard will never be her father.”

I made sure to keep my voice low just in case the kids were near. They didn’t need to hear me about to nut the fuck up. I wastired of Gioni Prescott. His ass was nothing more than a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“If I’m not her father, then why haven’t you told her about that coward after all these years?”

“Ask your advocate and yourself that. Justin, your best bet is to shut the fuck up talking to me before I mace your stupid ass.”

My father looked at me in shock as if I’d just gut punched him.

I should. Stupid ass.

“Get out of my house, you unclean spirit!”

“Gladly, you unclean hypocrite.”

“You have lost your damn mind, Morgan Anissa. Remember, you caused everything that’s about to happen.” He sneered.

I swallowed the fear that was creeping up my spine and stood tall.

“Daddy, go to the deepest corner of hell, and preach to those demons that you allow to corrupt your fake holy mind and heart. You really believed that you were doing a good deed, but in reality, you caused this relationship between us to wither. You’re so hell bent on ruining that man’s life, and for what? Huh? Tell the congregation the real reason you fear Megan getting to know her grandfather or why you didn’t want me with Nehemiah!”

“I know the man he is. But you’re so hardheaded that you won’t listen until I make you listen. I don’t want those people anywhere near me and my family!”

“Gio, enough! I’ve had enough of this. You will leave my child the hell alone. I have allowed you to take charge of our lives all these years because I lived in regret with a heavy heart behind my infidelity, but enough is enough dammit!”

We were silent for a moment as I finally allowed my mother’s words to sink in.

“Mom, what are—”

She held up her hand to stop me from speaking.

“Morgan, go. I’ll explain later. And you,” she said, pointing to Justin, “don’t think I didn’t just hear my daughter say you cheated on her. Then you have the nerve to come up in here playing victim. Clearly, you’re easily influenced by my husband and by those floozies in the streets. You had no right opening your mouth about a situation you contributed to.

“Get your black ass out of my house. And you, Gioni, take your ass to that church, and put those people money back into their pockets by giving back to the community somehow. You think I don’t know what you’ve been doing, and you have the audacity to judge and point fingers at the next man?

“My oldest child doesn’t even come around because of your judgments. You don’t care that my girls’ husbands are cheating on them because you still hold hate in your heart for what I did to you! Get the hell over it already. It was years ago, and I’ve repented. Don’t take that shit out on my kids!”

My mouth hung open because I never knew my mother cheated on my father. She didn’t even seem like the type to step out on Gio. If I had to admit it, I always thought my mother was a pushover and allowed this man to do whatever he wanted to us. Now, I saw why she never spoke up. She regretted it, and of course, Gio played that to his advantage.

“Morgan…I love you. I really do. I beg you not to do this. We can fix this between us,” Justin spoke.

I shook my head. “I forgave you already, but I won’t be taken for granted anymore. You had a great woman by your side, and you chose to cheat on me with a married couple. You’re sick if you think I’ll take you back after that. My lawyer is getting those papers together, we’ll discuss the kids and everything else once you’re served. Goodbye, Justin.”

“I won’t let you do this, Morgan. I won’t let you separate me from my kids. They need us both.”

“And they will have us both…separately.”

“You cannot divorce your husband, Morgan,” my father said. “The Bible says in—”

I laughed, cutting him off before he started quoting scriptures to me.

“Watch me. Megan, let’s go, babe!”

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