headlights. I didn’t know what to say or do. All I knew was that I didn’t want him mad at me.
I’d been in love with only two people in my life. One was Rashad, who, as you know, was now married to my sister, and the other was Tony. I lost Rashad to my sister because of my love for Tony. A few years ago, Rashad and Tony had actually battled it out for my affection. Tony had won not just the fight, but also my heart, with a huge diamond engagement ring and a wedding proposal right in front of a bruised and battered Rashad. I’d finally found my prince charming in the form of Tony—only my prince turned out to be a frog when I discovered he was already married with two children. I can’t begin to tell you how humiliated I was. I’d already begun planning my wedding and had even bought a wedding dress.
Crushed, I decided to seek refuge with the one man who’d always loved me unconditionally, a man I was sure wasn’t married and would marry me without hesitation—Rashad. Sadly, he was absolutely devastated by my decision to be with Tony and had turned to my sister for a shoulder to lean on. To this day, I still do not understand why Egypt would do it, but instead of a shoulder to lean on, she offered him what was between her legs.
If you think discovering out Tony was married was an arrow through my heart, it felt like I’d been hit by a bazooka when I found out about my sister and Rashad. Between what was going on with me and Tony and the craziness of finding out about Egypt and Rashad, I had a mental breakdown.
Believe it or not, it was Tony who got me through it, with a wife and all. By the time I got out of the hospital that first time, I just needed to be loved, and Tony was there for me, despite what everyone else thought. So, I put aside my holier-than-thou attitude about seeing a married man and went for mine.
For two years, I competed with his wife for his affection. I honestly felt like I was winning for a while, especially since I saw Tony almost every day and made sure that when he did go home to Monica, he was tired and sexually drained. But I had to give it to her; that bitch just wouldn’t give up.
She actually resorted to what I considered to be some really dirty shit when she started using the kids as weapons against me. She knew Tony loved his kids. They were his one weakness. So, she moved them to upstate New York and made Tony transfer his job so he couldn’t see me. She had him on such a tight leash that I barely saw him once a month.
I felt like I was going to die inside. One weekend, right before he was to leave, I took an entire bottle of pills. I wasn’t trying to kill myself, just get his attention. I wanted him to prove that he loved me by staying with me and nursing me back to health like he’d done in the past. My plan actually worked that time but failed miserably the next time, which was how my sister ended up taking me in.
“Isis. You there, baby?” I loved it when he called me baby.
“Yeah, I’m here.” I knew I sounded like a child. He brought that out in me.
“Everything okay?” He was always concerned about my well-being.
“Yeah, everything’s okay. Except for that crazy bitch you’re married to.”
“What did you say to Monica?” He didn’t sound mad, but there was no doubt he wanted an answer right then and there. “She’s on the warpath.”
“Nothin’. I just asked for you. I wasn’t expecting Monica to answer the phone. She caught me off guard.”
“Yeah, I can imagine. Sorry about that. I went out for a while and left my phone behind.”
I sighed thankfully. He could never stay at me for long.
“Let me ask you a question.”
“Anything, Tony.”
“You didn’t threaten my kids, did you?”
“Hell no, I didn’t threaten your kids. I love your kids, Tony. They’re a part of you.” I’d hated the little brats ever since their mom used them to take Tony away from me, but he didn’t know that and never would.
“I didn’t think
I’d been in love with only two people in my life. One was Rashad, who, as you know, was now married to my sister, and the other was Tony. I lost Rashad to my sister because of my love for Tony. A few years ago, Rashad and Tony had actually battled it out for my affection. Tony had won not just the fight, but also my heart, with a huge diamond engagement ring and a wedding proposal right in front of a bruised and battered Rashad. I’d finally found my prince charming in the form of Tony—only my prince turned out to be a frog when I discovered he was already married with two children. I can’t begin to tell you how humiliated I was. I’d already begun planning my wedding and had even bought a wedding dress.
Crushed, I decided to seek refuge with the one man who’d always loved me unconditionally, a man I was sure wasn’t married and would marry me without hesitation—Rashad. Sadly, he was absolutely devastated by my decision to be with Tony and had turned to my sister for a shoulder to lean on. To this day, I still do not understand why Egypt would do it, but instead of a shoulder to lean on, she offered him what was between her legs.
If you think discovering out Tony was married was an arrow through my heart, it felt like I’d been hit by a bazooka when I found out about my sister and Rashad. Between what was going on with me and Tony and the craziness of finding out about Egypt and Rashad, I had a mental breakdown.
Believe it or not, it was Tony who got me through it, with a wife and all. By the time I got out of the hospital that first time, I just needed to be loved, and Tony was there for me, despite what everyone else thought. So, I put aside my holier-than-thou attitude about seeing a married man and went for mine.
For two years, I competed with his wife for his affection. I honestly felt like I was winning for a while, especially since I saw Tony almost every day and made sure that when he did go home to Monica, he was tired and sexually drained. But I had to give it to her; that bitch just wouldn’t give up.
She actually resorted to what I considered to be some really dirty shit when she started using the kids as weapons against me. She knew Tony loved his kids. They were his one weakness. So, she moved them to upstate New York and made Tony transfer his job so he couldn’t see me. She had him on such a tight leash that I barely saw him once a month.
I felt like I was going to die inside. One weekend, right before he was to leave, I took an entire bottle of pills. I wasn’t trying to kill myself, just get his attention. I wanted him to prove that he loved me by staying with me and nursing me back to health like he’d done in the past. My plan actually worked that time but failed miserably the next time, which was how my sister ended up taking me in.
“Isis. You there, baby?” I loved it when he called me baby.
“Yeah, I’m here.” I knew I sounded like a child. He brought that out in me.
“Everything okay?” He was always concerned about my well-being.
“Yeah, everything’s okay. Except for that crazy bitch you’re married to.”
“What did you say to Monica?” He didn’t sound mad, but there was no doubt he wanted an answer right then and there. “She’s on the warpath.”
“Nothin’. I just asked for you. I wasn’t expecting Monica to answer the phone. She caught me off guard.”
“Yeah, I can imagine. Sorry about that. I went out for a while and left my phone behind.”
I sighed thankfully. He could never stay at me for long.
“Let me ask you a question.”
“Anything, Tony.”
“You didn’t threaten my kids, did you?”
“Hell no, I didn’t threaten your kids. I love your kids, Tony. They’re a part of you.” I’d hated the little brats ever since their mom used them to take Tony away from me, but he didn’t know that and never would.
“I didn’t think
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