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“ Don't take me for granted. Because unlike some others,
I'm not afraid to walk away. “
Amina
I'm so sick of this shit! I was wearing a hole in the floor of the kitchen I was pacing so much. Roderick was sending all my phone calls straight to voice-mail. It was early Friday evening. We'd gotten into a huge argument this morning before he left for work. He and Damien had been hitting the clubs an awful lot lately. I didn't usually have a problem with him hanging out with his boys because he always made time to spend with me, but for the last two months there had been a change in him. For the very first time in ten years I was starting to wonder if Roderick was cheating on me. We hadn't even had sex in two weeks.
If he was it would kill me. But before it did, I was going to kill his ass first. I'd gone through too much for far too long with Roderick for him to cheat on me .
Roderick was going out without me more often and when I asked where he was going he seemed to have a problem answering me...if he chose to answer me at all. This morning he'd informed me he was going out with Damien to a club opening. I didn't say a word. I just waited for him to at least tell me about it, ask me to go with him. But he never extended an invitation. Roderick continued getting ready for work and walked out the door.
The phone rang and I quickly answered it once I saw it was Katrina calling.
“ Hey girl.”
“ Well damn! You sound like you lost your best-friend and I know that ain’t true since I'm right here.” Katrina said. I couldn't help but laugh at her crazy ass.
“ Roderick's ass is tripping again. I'm getting so tired of this Katrina.”
“ Ummhmm whatever. I've heard that before. Anyways I got V.I.P tickets to a club opening tonight. Will that man unlock those chains around your ankle so you can go tonight?”
My ears perked up when I heard the words “ club opening” I wondered if this was the same club Roderick was taking his ass tonight? I was damn sure going to find out. At the very least I'd get out of the house and have a good time with Katrina.
“ Girl please. I'm in,what time should I be ready?” I asked already making my way to the bedroom to raid my closet.