Thursday, January 23rd

10am

Jada & Marcel's House

I was downstairs making breakfast for Marcel and I.

We've lived here 3 weeks now and I swear every night has felt amazing. I sometimes thought about my boys but I just kept reminding myself that I'm here for them.

I also started working on my makeup/beauty line for my business. It was still on hold and lots of customer kept contacting wondering when I'd be back in business again but I just told them to be patient.

Marcel has also been great these past few weeks. Last week though he started coming home late and sometimes leaving early but I don't suspect he's cheating, but if he is I was going to put his ass through hell myself with my bare hands. I contemplated on questioning him about it but I was giving him the chance to come to me about what he was doing these days.

I was listening to oldies on the speaker as I put Marcel's food on a plate. I made him waffles, bacon, and an omelette. I made myself oatmeal with fruits on top. I told myself I'd start eating healthier and working out.

"Marceeeelll! Food's ready!" I yelled from the bottom of the steps after turning my music down. I then went back into the kitchen and sat down to start eating.

Shortly after, Marcel came down, giving me a kiss on the forehead and sat across from me and started eating.

I was eating and on my phone searching for a gym near me.

"So into the phone. *chuckling* what you looking at?" Marcel asked me.

"Looking for a gym near us so that I can start working out." I said.

"You don't need to workout shorty you fine as hell already." He said then licked his lips before eating again.

"I may be fine as hell but fucking you every night isn't going to help me stay like this." I said laughing.

"Girl please I got some new positions we can try and-" he started but I cut him off and giggled.

"No. I'm going the gym." I said and paused. "Baby what if I started stripping again?" I blurted out. The thought has honestly been on my mind.

"Noooooooooooo no no no. No. No Jada. Absolutely not. No." He said shaking his head the whole time.

"Why not?" I pouted.

"Why?" I asked staring me in the eyes.

"Why not?" I said.

"Why?" He responded.

"Why not?" I said again.

"Cut the the shit." He said and took a bite of his omelette and chewed it before speaking again. "You gon strip for what? Don't you got your own business ma? Focus on that." He said. He never liked the idea of me stripping.

"Two sources of income." I said shrugging. "I like pole dancing anyway, why not make money off it? I did it before." I said trying to justify my argument.

"No Jada I said no. You wanna pole dance cool, but you ain't finna be no damn stripper again. Host some pole dancing classes or some shit but stripping? Lost your mind." He said and went back to eating. Then it hit me.

Maybe I could have some pole dances classes and teach women how to do it. That'd be like another type of business that I have.

"Baby you're a genius!" I said excitedly. "Pole classes that's it!" I said smiling and I hopped up and went over to hug him and I sat on his lap.

"Thank you daddy." I said and gave him a kiss on the neck.

"Girl don't do that. You gon make me wanna be a daddy." He said licking his lips and I continued to kiss on his neck while my vagina pulsated on his lap.

We started to kiss and it got intense. He picked me up and we went upstairs for an intense session.

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12:53pm

We were finished with our session and Marcel was in the shower as I laid there looking at the ceiling,, he definitely took my soul or whatever was left of it.

After he came out the shower he put on his clothes and grabbed his keys.

"Where you going?" I asked him.

"I'll be back later ma don't worry." He said.

"Marcel where have you been going these past few days huh? These coming in at late nights and being gone all day leaving early morning like wassup? You cheating again?" I asked him with an attitude but he didn't get angry or anything.

Instead, he came over and sat on the bed and leaned over, kissing my forehead. Then he kissed my lips, then my neck, and flicked my titty.

"I'm not cheating on you ma. You have my word with that. But don't worry about it okay? I'll be back later." He said kissing my lips again and he walked out and I just sighed.

If he's not cheating, what is he doing? I hope he's not in the drug game still. I thought to myself.

I got up and showered and got ready to go to the gym I found near me.

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4pm

I just got back from the gym, I grabbed some food for lunch on the way back too.

I unlocked the door to the house and walked inside. Marcel still wasn't here because I didn't see his car in the driveway.

Where does this man go all day? I thought to myself.

I showered and put on my house clothes then ate lunch, it was really just a big ass salad bowl with grilled chicken, cheese, croutons, tomatoes, and olives. It filled me up, I couldn't even finish it.

I decided to go in the movie room to binge watch the series Blood and Water. I ended up falling asleep after some time.

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9pm

I woke up and noticed Marcel still wasn't home.

Seriously. Where the hell is he? I thought to myself.

I tried calling him a couple times but no answer. I was starting to get worried. I texted him and got up and went to the bedroom and FaceTimed Mia.

"Hiii cousinnnn!" She yelled into the phone after answering.

"Heyyyy cousinnnnn! What's up?" I asked her with just as much excitement as she gave me.

"Nothing much girl looking for apartments in New York." She said and I gasped.

"You're moving to New York?" I asked.

"Yeah I got a modeling job down there. So I was like why not get into modeling and just move to New York." She said and I raised my eyebrows in shock.

"Wow I thought you'd move back to LA." I said.

"Yeah I thought about it, but honestly New York isn't bad either. So why not?" She said and I just smiled.

"It seems like everyone is moving out of Florida." I said sighing.

"Yeah girl. But how are you? Marcel home?" She asked. I've been telling her about him leaving.

"I'm good and no he's not home." I said.

"That's and and dang. I wonder what he's doing." She said and I nodded in agreement.

We were on FaceTime for two hours talking about any and everything. We eventually got off the phone and I was left alone again and Marcel still wasn't home.

I decided to take a quick bath.. I needed to relax he was stressing me. He texted "be home soon." An hour ago but didn't text back when I responded "where the hell are you".

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2am

I was sitting in the living room, in the dark. I had a wine glass in my hand but I was so upset that I filled it with vodka instead of wine. I had about two half cups of it. I was a little drunk and ready to curse his ass out when he got home.

I sat there.... watching the door. I was watching the door for a good hour. I put my phone on dnd.

Suddenly I heard keys jiggling in the door and I just watched it, calmly.

I saw it open and he walked in, casually. He closed the door and I turned the lamp light on, staring at him.

He looked at me like he'd seen a ghost.

"Jada.. baby you still up?" He asked nervously and I just raised an eyebrow sarcastically and sipped the third cup of vodka that I had.

"You ok? You sitting there in your robe with a bottle of vodka in front of you sipping it out of a wine glass." He asked standing there like he was scared to come towards me.

"You sure you ain't cheating again?" I asked calmly.

"What? Jada no I told you I'm not cheating aga-" he started but I cut him off.

"SO WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING MARCEL?!" I said raising my voice.

"Calm your tone." He said calmly.

"What... the HELL were you doing?! You better fucking answer me!" I said still being loud because I was pissed the fuck off.

"Jada yo-" he started again but I cut him off once more.

"You trapping again?" I asked finally.

He just sighed and looked down.

I looked at him in disbelief and scoffed looking away then put picked the bottle of vodka up with my cup and walked away to the kitchen.

"Jada just listen please!" He said.

"What?! What's the sob story you got now as to why you're still in the fucking streets?! Huh?! Go on! I wanna hear this bullshit you're finna give me.." I said rolling my eyes after putting the glass in the sink.

"Jada I can't get no proper job not with the life I've been living." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Fuck out my way. Because you know I'm a down ass female that would've helped you find a job." I started to walk away but he pulled me back and choked me. He then picked me up and put me on the island and choked me again.

"Jada you gon fucking listen to me. I don't need you helping me find another job. Now I said to you I can't get a proper job with the life I've been living and you need to understand that. You need to fucking understand who your man is and what the fuck he does. You knew I was in this street shit when you met me yet you decided to stay and decided to be my girl on top of it so don't fucking act like you didn't know. Now I'm not in it heavy I'm just doing jobs to supply for us and our future family you gon do your shit and ima do my shit aight? You gon let me fucking provide for this household how I see fit." He said and and squirmed trying to get out of his gripped because I couldn't breathe.

"Did you hear me?!" He said and I nodded my head quickly then he let me go.

Marcel never choked me like that before. I collapsed onto the ground breathing heavily trying to get oxygen back into my body.

"Stop fucking talking to me the way you do Jada forreal. I told you don't worry about it and I meant that shit. I said I got you. Learn to trust your man. And don't you ever accuse me of that cheating shit again when I gave you my word." He said and walked away.

I remained on the ground as my breathing got slower and heart rate went back to normal.

I started to shed a few tears, not knowing what to do. Marcel has never done that to me before and I didn't know how to react. I didn't know if I should tell someone or leave. Marcel was never the abusive type I don't know what's gotten into him tonight.

Maybe it was me maybe I pushed him to far with the constant yelling at him, cause I've been doing it for years and maybe he finally exploded.

I finally got up and went upstairs to see Marcel chilling on the bed on his phone.

"Marcel..." I trailed off and he stared at me as I stood in the doorway.

"Why you staring at me like you scared of me? Come to bed." He said and I gulped and did a deep breath before going into the bed.

"Y-you put your hands on me... you've never done that before." I said to him.

"Yeah I did. And I don't ever want to do it again. You just got me so angry." He said.

"So what if I get you angry another time? You gon put your hands on me again?" I asked with a slight attitude but not too much because I was scared he'd put his hands on me again.

He clenched his teeth and sighed loudly and put his turned his phone off. He looked at me.

"Nah. Ima just walk away like this..." he started and got up and got his phone.

"I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight. I'm sorry for putting my hands on you but you accuse me of cheating and you keep yelling at me like I'm not a man you keep making me seem like a bitch and I ain't no bitch. I ain't never gon put my hands on you like that again Jada but you not gon bitch me out." He said then walked out and I sighed.

I laid down on the bed and curled up in a ball, crying myself to sleep.

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