Treacherous Love

Skeletons

My body was on autopilot, because I was so exhausted that I was surprised to be pulling into my driveway. I cut the engine off and relaxed. Lord knows I didn't feel like walking from the car to the house, my feet were swollen and throbbing and my back ached. "Alright Rai....get out the car." I coaxed myself outloud. I should've had Maurice drop me off and pick me from work today because after my shift I'm mentally and physically drained. I try not to be a burden, because although he doesn't have a 9-5 he still has a business to run. Tomorrow I'm gonna just ask, fuck it. Grabbing my purse I start for the front door slowly, my body was really feeling like led at this point. I hope he's finished working the day because I could really use a back and foot rub. Just the thought of his magic hands gave me a little pep in my step and I almost ran up the stairs to our bedroom.

I was disappointed when I didn't find him there. Hanging my sweater and purse on the hooks he installed so that I wouldn't have to put them in the chair everyday. I started to survey the room to see if he had spent any time here during the day. It was exactly the way I left it this morning, so I walked to the bed and folded down the comforter. It was still tucked under the pillows so I know he hadn't pulled the covers back. I even looked further to find the thin fold I made in the top sheet before pulling the comforter back. Hey, don't judge me! When you have a man that looks as good as mine and treats you right you'll find yourself coming up with a few "habits" of your own (lol). I turned on the television and it was on the same DVD I was playing before I left. I eased into one of the recliners we bought to replace his bachelor lazy boy. Taking off my shoes I pulled the foot message out of the hidden draw under the recliner and began running my feet back and forth over the rolling balls to get some temporary relief. Looking at the television I debated whether to press play and rewatch my favorite movie or just sit here in the peaceful silence and unwind. As I applied more pressure on the massager I relaxed  more, because the tingly numbness was wearing away. Letting my eyes roam the roomi realized that I should've pressed play because my mind began to wander. Maybe he's in the basement where his studio was set up. Finally feeling enough relief I got up and walked to the bathroom and began taking my clothes off and putting them into the hamper. I loved this house. Our master bathroom was set up with a his and her vanity and sink. I took off all my jewelry and placed it on the counter. Maurice always went behind me and put my jewelry up, the same way I would have to go through his dirty clothes pile and sort the clothes he took off that day. Glancing in that direction  I noticed that there was no pile of clothes and his robe was still hanging up. I grabbed my plush pink robe hanging next to his black one and put it on. I had to pee, but I wanted my love. Even though I didn't expect to see him I peaked my head in the guest bedroom, the nursery and the hall bathroom. I made my way down into the livingroom, dinning room, and checked the kitchen for any signs that he had been in the house at all after I left for work. I lazily walked to the basement door and looked at the intercom Maurice had installed when he completed his studio. There were 3 buttons a red, black and a small neon above a speaker. The neon button with "recordings" wasn't on. I pressed the red button that would flash a light to alert him someone was at the basement door and then I pressed the black intercom button to see if I could hear anything. On a few occasions he would forget turn on the "recording" button  and I walked downstairs in my robe. Needless to say I got chewed out because his clients had seen me in less than appropriate attire. I cautiously opened the door and walked down to the first landing slightly leaning over the banister. No lights were on. I walked back upstairs and closed the basement door behind me. By now my bladder was on overload so I stopped at the guest bathroom right off the kitchen. While I was washing my hands I heard my phone ringing from upstairs. Shit!! I made my way upstairs as quickly as I could, but by the time i got there it had stopped.

Now I'm huffing and puffing all out of breath. I flopped down in my recliner and checked the call log. 1 missed call from Lady ( a nickname we gave my mother). What the fuck, its after 1am and Maurice hasn't even called or texted. I know damn well he didn't call himself being upset with me because I worked with Malik today (SMH). Well I damn sure not about to feed into his childish ways if that was the case. I clicked on his contact picture  in my phone, but changed my mind and decided to call Lady back. If I called him right now and he was on other shit I definitely didn't feel like being bothered. I went into the bathroom and started a hot bath as I waited on Lady to answer. "Hey babygirl" she responded just as added my Victoria secret bath bomb to the steaming water. "Lady...what are you doing up so late?" She sound like she was bright eyed and it was like 1 in the afternoon Instead of 1am. " The question is..what are you doing up so late? I planned to leave you a message saying how much I loved you and that I was just checking on my grandbaby." I giggled a bit. She's the reason I was so loving and a hopeless romantic, her heart was so large and she always made everyone feel so comfortable and didn't judge. I ran my hand over my large belly and looked in the mirror. " I was about to take a relaxing bath. I had inventory today and Dana called off again!" I informed her while muffling a yawn. "Well sweetheart, you sound tired. Imma let you relax and I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you to the moon and back." Before I could respond the line beeped and it was Maurice. I told my mom I love her and we said our goodbyes as I debated whether I would answer. When I finally switched the line "Daddy where are you?" There was a pause and it felt like I got a bolt of electricity running through me as I listened to what seemed like Maurice arguing with a female. "Hello!" I practically yelled into the phone in hopes that he would hear me and pick up the phone. If his phone had accidentally dialed my number I wasn't in the mood to hear anything fucked up right now. Right when I was gonna hang up and just call back the argument started back up loudly. " I told you Ann, you take shit too far. How many different ways do I have to say you and I are not together. That shit you pulled could cause a lot of problems for me." It sound like they were in a car and I could tell he was angry. "And how many times do I have to tell you that I ain't trying  to hear all of that! You come to my house when your tired from your sessions, I cook for  you when your hungry, you come to my family functions and let's not forget if it wasn't for me you wouldn't have this damn truck! Ain't no way in hell all that coming from just a fuck buddy!" I couldn't believe that this was a conversation between Maurice and another female. Like what the fuck yo! "MAURICE" I screamed into the phone, but to my horror the conversation continued and before I knew it tears were sliding down my cheeks. "I don't give a fuck what you thought Ann! I was clear from the start what this was and you agreed. Hell, you were happy with just a fuck from time to time, don't act like you wasn't cool with that. All those "family functions" I attended you claimed was just parties so I ain't have a problem chilling. You were never obligated to be loyal to me, how do I even know if its mine?!" My heart fell into my stomach and I felt week so I sat down on the side of the tub and gripping the rim. I heard what sound like a clap and then a lot of ruffled noises. "Motha fucka! You must've lost your God given mind! I swear to God you put your hands on me again and you won't have to worry about that baby ever again!" The way he was speaking to that woman I had never heard him speak to any female like that before and it made my heart thud. "Fuck you Maurice! You know this baby is yours!" I could hear the woman crying. "You told me you were on the pill because you didn't want anymore kids and I only went raw cause you claimed you were allergic to latex!"

I had heard enough, I pushed the end key and let the water out the tub. I quickly hoped in the shower and cleaned myself. I jumped out and went to the walk in closet connected to the bathroom. I stopped in my tracks when I seen a large victoria secret bag on my dresser with flowers and a card next to it. Before I knew what happened, I had picked up the glass vase the flowers were arranged so beautifully in and smashed it against the wall. I picked up the bag and began to wrip it. I was so angry I didn't give a fuck what was inside. A lace black and red bikini fell to the floor, the envelope that read "love" infuriated me, I tore the top open to look at the card. "Something beautiful for my beauty." Therr were three open ended plane tickets inside. I slumped to the floor and curled up into the fetal position and cried until I felt a headache coming on.

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Thank you all again for reading. I just wanted to point out that I know Rai could've just called Maurice to see if he was at home, but I took that opportunity to give you a mental layout of the house. Anyways...I hope you enjoy! Remember to like share and vote. I'll try my best to upload another chapter before the night is out.