Treacherous Love

Head Games

I sat up suddenly and looked around the dark room. I wasn't sure if it was the middle of the night or early in the morning. Maurice was laying next to me naked and I only had on one of his large t-shirts. I couldn't believe that I was able to sleep after everything that happened last night. I must've really been tired. Then we only slept like this when we basically passed out from making love. I wanted to get up and go check the studio to see if Malik was still there. The problem with that was Maurice sleeps so light I probably woke him just sitting up the way I did. It was weird that the door was closed because we never closed the door when we went to sleep. Why would we? We live alone!
I pushed the covers back and quickly got out of bed, pausing for a moment to see if he would move. When he stayed still I rushed across the room on the plush carpet and grabbed my robe. Normally I wouldn't walk around without my house shoes, but I didn't want to make any noise on the wood floor once I stepped into the hallway. So focused on not making the stairs creek and looking back to see if Maurice was coming down the stairs I ran right into the large crate sitting off the side at the bottom of the stairs and jammed my toe on the bottom  of it and scratched the side of my stomach while I tried to spin away so that I wouldn't completely fall over it. "BITCH!" I yelped and sat on the last stair so I could rub my belly and my toe at the same time. "Rai!" I rolled my eyes and continued quickly towards the studio door. "Raichelle" I ignored him as I hobbled down the stairs and stood in the middle of the floor confused at what I saw. There was literally nothing to suggest that there was a man tied to a chair and tortured. No crimson stains on the floor from his fingers violently being chopped off, no smell of burned flesh. The metal chair that he was tied to was even missing. "What the hell are you doing down here dressed like that?" He sounded angry as he looked towards the two men on the couch sleeping. "I was trying to check..." I began, but confusion stopped me from finishing the sentence. The female that was laying in between the two men with her head on one of the men lap began to stir and as she sat up it was clear that she had passed out giving a blow job because dude was exposed! "Oh, I didn't....oh shit....um" I stuttered all over the place as Maurice guided me to the stairs. "How many times do I have to tell you not to even come out the room like that unless your sure no one else is here?!" I tried to go into the guess bathroom by the stairs, but he grabbed my arm. "I really gotta pee" I was doing the pee pee dance that little kids did when they waited to long to go to the bathroom 😂😂. Truthfully I woke up because I had to pee, but I was distracted because I wanted to see if Maurice had kept his word about Malik.  "Take yo ass upstairs and pee. You lucky neither of them dudes was woke" He said pointing upstairs as if he was punishing me to my room for missing curfew or some shit. "The fuck was you downstairs for anyway?" He asked chasing behind me. I darted up the stairs towards towards the hallway bathroom because Lord knows I wasn't gonna make it to ours! As is I nearly peed on myself coming all the way up here. "I was checking to see...." I broke the sentence again as the relief hit me. "Ahhhhh....Jesus!" I mumbled because it felt like I was holding my breath and I could finally breathe. "I was laying right next to you Rai, what did you need to know who was in the studio for? You never showed any interest in that, why start now?" I followed him in the room and sat in the recliner. "Why would you assume that I had no interest in your music? Its something that's your obviously passionate about, hell you spend more time on it than you do with me." I pushed the footrest out and closed my eyes. It seemed like he was trying to distract me, but should I really ask him about Malik? I'm confused as hell. How could something like that have happened and there be no evidence whatsoever. "Here we go again with that, how did we go from your interest (or lack thereof) in my music to me not spending enough time with you?" Running my hand through my hair I felt a few large spiral curls that had survived last night's storm. Ok, so I did go to the shop yesterday that's for sure. That chocolate smile popped up in my head and I bit my lip thinking about how beautiful it was. He had pearly white teeth and they seemed to be perfection underneath those full lips. Mmm..I bet they soft too. "Rai? You falling asleep?" Maurice voice snatched me back to reality. "Nah, I was thinking." Come on Raichelle focus, you supposed to be remembering yesterday.   The side of my belly started throbbing where I scratched it against the crate and my big toe was still hurting, but not as bad. Smh...I'm so damn clumsy. "Oh, since your not even interested enough to talk about my music I guess we can discuss whatevers got your attention" His voice was dry and he was channel surfing. It didn't seem as though he really wanted to talk about anything. I was purposely trying not to rub my side because if I admit that I ran into the crate he would have a whole fit about me hitting "his baby" up against that hard plastic. Eventhough she's more safe in my womb than I am, you can't tell that man nothing when it comes to his baby girl safety. " Can we please just sit and watch tv? I really don't feel like talking too much right now, maybe I got up too soon or something cause I still feel a bit tired." I readjusted to try and get comfortable. "Yeah ok, let's drop all conversation when I'm talking about what bothers me, but when it's about you we go back and forth for days till we get it resolved." He gave me a look then turned back to the tv nodding his head. Oh goodness. He we go! I laid my head back, closed my eyes and sighed. "Can't we just do this later? I'm not pushing it off Maurice I'm just exhausted. I feel like I ran a damn marathon yesterday or something" I really was still tired and if he'd leave me alone I'd probably end up going back to sleep in this chair, it was comfortable enough. I would have to find a way to ask questions about Malik throughout the day so I wouldn't seem so obvious. "Whatever Raichelle, but I do need you to go over the video for the baby shower I put together." Reaching I to the hidden drawer built into his recliner Maurice pulled out his laptop and put it on the coffee table in front of me. When he pressed play the video literally had my jaw drop and I was in awe. By the time it ended I was in tears. He had taken clips from our vacations, mad selfies I had sent him, some of me sleeping, our sonogram pictures, engagement party, and family events. The ones of us together him holding me when I was asleep on his chest, him feeding me my favorite foods, he had pretty much focused on the moments when he pampered me. He pressed pause and looked at me expectantly. "Its beautiful" I said over a pouted lip while tears fell steadily. Maurice got down in front of me and held my hands. "Just listen Rai baby" turning slightly he pressed play again, there was a song about his feelings for me and how our love helped him to be a better man. He told me he made it to play on the background as the slideshow was rolling. He said he spent all night putting the final touches on it. What the fuck! I said in my head and pulled back from him. My eyebrows creased together and I pressed my lips tight. At this point I was forcing myself not to ask the million questions swimming around in my head. "Yo! What do I have to do? You act as if you don't even want me to touch you anymore Raichelle" Instead of moving away from me he leaned forward and put his head in my lap. "I miss you. It's like I lost all access to you" I slowly laid my hand on his hair full of soft curls and admired his flawless chocolate complexion. Maurice always reminded me of a rose, thorns and all. "Where's my phone?" I remembered that he had smashed it, but since we were obviously in lala love land I thought that would snap us back to reality if nothing else I said would. "How should I know?" I felt him inhale deeply before he replied. "Oh! Right tou weren't exactly paying attention to what street we were on when you pulled over and smashed it to the ground were you?!" Sitting back on his heels he stared at me intensely and I couldn't read expression. "Who is it your trying to call right now? I'm showing you attention that you say you always crave, and yet you want to communicate with someone else?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This dude knows he can twist some shit and play head games. When I opened my eyes he was standing over me, he walked by the bed and grabbed something off the nightstand. Coming back to me he handed me the brand new phone just as his began to ring. I raised my eyebrows as I reached out to grab the phone. "So your just gonna sit here and act as if yesterday never happened huh?" Maurice was in the process of taking his phone off the holder on his belt and paused. "We're gonna start our day talking about him?"  He questioned me as his phone continued to ring. I quickly pulled the phone out of his grasp before he changed his mind about giving it to me at that moment. "No! You don't get to do that! The things I saw taking place in that basement....I will not allow you to push off as of I'm making a big deal out of nothing." I grabbed the arms of the chair and started to push myself to a standing position. Before I was completely balanced Maurice pushed me back down causing the phone to fall on the floor. I silently thanked God for my plush carpet. "Rai, we need to talk" He looked at me calmly. Knitting my eyebrows together "Are you serious? You just gonna push me back like that?!" I fussed loudly. He rolled his eyes and sat in the recliner adjacent to mine. "Really Rai?" Was all he said raising his eyebrows. I smacked my teeth and awkwardly bent over the arm of the chair to pick up my phone. "Your friend is fine" he said dismissively. I furrowed my eyebrows together and opened my mouth to begin a sentence "well..haha... I wouldn't say fine, but he's been taken care of as promised." He chuckled like he told a joke or something. My heartrate picked up and I nibbled on my bottom lip and began wringing my hands together. There were so many questions that I had, but as possessive and jealous as I've recently learned Maurice to be I wondered what questions would he deem "appropriate" for a friend to ask. "I can see the wheels in your head working overtime, so I'll just say that I was sorry to hear about all that he went through..." He began before walking over to the window and pulling the heavy curtains to allow the sunlight to trickle through the room. Forcing me to squint my eyes. "What?" It came out more as a sound than a question. "Well apparently he was found in his home this morning badly beaten...he was missing a few fingers, his leg and jaw were broken, he had a few fractured ribs, one of his eyes were swollen shut, and some fingers were missing" giving a small humourless chuckle. My eyes got wide and I licked my suddenly dry lips. I didn't want to interrupt him even though my mind was racing a mile a minute. I needed to let him have the floor so that I could take in all that he was willing to let me know. Maurice walked to me and knelt down and reached in the bottom level of the coffee table (we had it placed in between our recliner so that we could have a place to put everything Instead of crowding the little drawers under the recliner he had built in, because those had more important things in them) and handed me a bottle of water. I knew he wouldn't continue until I opened the bottle and drank for him. I just shook my head, huffed a bit, but I took the bottle and watched him watch me drink the whole thing without stopping. A small smirk played on his lips, he said he loved the way I drank my water. For the life of me I don't know what's so attractive about that, ng it it always looks like he's ready to fuck the shit out of me when I'm done. Pushing that thought to the back of my mind I hand him back the now empty bottle and raise my eyebrows. My breathing has improved and my mouth is no longer dry. I press my lips together tightly and silently urge him to continue.

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