Page 15 of The Love Bully
I swung my legs around to sit up. I stood, stretched, then moved toward the bathroom.“What the fuck is wrong with my baby girl, Derrick?”
There was some shuffling on the other end.“Derrick, I told you not to call him,”Karla whispered in the background.“Gosh, I told you I would tell him.”
“What the fuck does she have to tell me? It doesn’t even matter. I’m on the way.”I disconnected the line.
While I took care of my hygiene, my mind was all over the place about what was going on with Karla. My baby girl was my least problematic child. I couldn’t even recall a time that she had a rebellious stage. If she had that crazy ass ho stage that females talked about, she made sure to keep that shit well hidden from me and her brothers.
I came out of the bathroom and paused my steps. Marsha was dressed in black leggings, a hoodie, pooh shiesty mask, and sneakers like we were about to commit a murder. “Marsha, what the fuck?”
She shrugged. “All I heard was that something was wrong with my baby girl. I want to be ready for whatever.”
I didn’t say shit as I moved around the room to put my clothes on. My fiancée was fuckin’ nuts. That shit made my dick hard. She always cut for my kids in a way that their mothersdidn’t. I would exclude Gia from that equation. Before her death, she was all about Aaron. “Let’s go, Marsha.”
“What the hell is going on in here?” I asked as soon as I opened the door to Karla’s house after I entered my code into her electronic door lock.
It was a full house which let me know that something was up for real. All three of my sons were here and Bruqlyn. She looked sympathetic while my boys looked pissed. As mean as my daughter-in-law was, she had a soft ass heart when it came to the people that she loved.
Karla stood from her seat on the couch next to Bruqlyn. “Daddy, it’s nothing. They are overreacting.”
Aaron stood. “Karla, I swear to God. I’m about to jump across this couch on your ass.”
Marsha stepped up with her finger in the air. “Aaron, I will jump over this couch and bust you in your big ass head if you ever threaten your sister again. Now what the fuck is going on?” She glanced down at her watch on her wrist. “It’s too early in the fuckin’ morning.”
Like he was a child and not a thirty-one-year-old man, Aaron stomped upstairs like a brat. My eyes tightened at the fear in Karla’s eyes. “Karla, baby, I need you to tell me something. Your daddy is about to turn on his demon mode, and I just want to know who I need to send to hell.”
Before she could answer, Aaron came back down the stairs. My head snapped at Marsha who looked at me with a side-eye. Aaron walked closer to us, and I was completely confused. “Who fuckin’ baby is that?”
There was no way that was Karla’s child. The baby looked like it could be no more than a month old. When Karla took what I would assume was a girl, because of the pink outfit, out of Aaron’s hand, the baby did that newborn stretch to further let me know that it was a newborn. I knew like hell Karla didn’t hide a whole damn pregnancy from us. “Daddy, this is Maddie. Um, she’s my sister.”
I put my arm out and finger up toward Marsha. “That is not my baby, so don’t even think it. Your pussy is the only?—”
“Pop! What the fuck!” Euri jumped up with a scrunched face like I gave a fuck. His mother threatened to torture me if I fucked her over. I didn’t even want the seed that I played with her to enter her mind.
Marsha’s eyes were tight, but they were on Karla. “Karla, what do you mean, that is your sister? Where did she come from?”
I was engagedto the love of my life. Orion and I had come such a long way. I mean we should have since it took us so damn long to get our shit together.
Heartbreak was an interesting thing. You had to be willing to put in the work to heal it. I never went to therapy, but I prayed a lot and did every self-help thing that I could. At some point, it just dawned on me that I was just mad to be mad. It was tiring, and I didn’t want to be mad anymore.
The night that Orion gave me his little deadline when he wanted to know whether we would be together, I could have given him the answer then. The reason I waited was because I wanted to see if there would be a shift in how we spent our time.Before the date that he crashed, we only spent significant time together to nut.
After that night, it was like a switch had been hit. We were together every day. We checked on our businesses together, spent time with our grandbaby together, cooked together, and were just together. It was the small things like that that made me fall more in love with him. One night we listened to an audible in bed. His reaction to the book was more entertaining than the book itself. He had so many questions that I had to stop the book to answer them.
My ring!For my high school graduation, Orion took me on a weekend trip to New York. We stayed at the nicest hotel, ate at the nicest restaurants, explored the city, and shopped.
I would never forget when I saw the ring in the window of a jewelry store. Orion forced me to go in and try the ring on. He was a bully even back then. I didn’t think the store would entertain us, because it was one of those stores that you had to ring the bell to be buzzed in. They had armed security and everything. I fell in love with it as soon as it slid on my finger. I told him that one day, I would own it, and now I had it.
I couldn’t believe he had it all these years. Those were the thoughtful things that he always did. There was never a lack of love between the two of us. Hell, he was my medical emergency contact and power of attorney. He knew my deepest desires and had access to all the things in case of death, as I did for him.
Orion and I had a family dinner planned in a few days to announce our engagement officially. After I accepted Orion’s proposal, he told me to plan my wedding. There was no real need because it had been planned since my early thirties. All I needed to do was give my planner everything and have her book, rent, and purchase. My dress would be designed by Femi Mercer! The date had already been locked in as well.
With awesome often came bullshit. I was convinced that it was the universe’s way of keeping the balance in this fucked up world. Karla stood in front of us with a damn newborn baby in her arms like the shit was cool. I just saw this little girl two days ago, and there was no baby, pregnancy, or none of that, so the question remained. “Karla, what do you mean, that is your sister? Where did she come from?”
“Go ahead and tell them, Karla,” Aaron blurted. Out of all my babies, he had the hottest head. I believed a lot of it came from the loss of his mother. His fucks died with her.
Karla’s head snapped in his direction. “Shut up, Aaron. I know how to talk.”
When her attention came back to me and her father, I saw that little girl that didn’t want to upset us. She was a meek woman with a little sass to her.
