RUN, BABY, RUN Contd…..
Karen Osaghae@karenosaghae547304
2 months ago
I got home early that day to surprise Desiree since she had been sad I had to leave for work. I saw my brother walking down the stairs just as I was walking up. My brother had issues with his wife and was in a bad divorce process so he had to move in with me until that was over. So little did I know I was fucking up my life…
“You’re home early, Rodrigo.” He said shaking hands with me.
“Yeah. Missed my girl so came early to be with her. Why are you so sweaty?” Sweat trickled down the sides of his face down to his neck.
He quickly cleaned it with his shirt. “I was trying to burn some calories in my room, working out and all that stuff.” I believed him. I did.
“Okay. I’m gonna see my girl now. Talk later?”
“Yeah sure.”
Desiree was in the shower when I entered the room so I joined her. I tried touching her but she was too ‘tired’ to perform any activity. How did I not suspect anything? Why was I such a fool? She looked the least bit excited to see me, and I thought oh she must have been busy doing the house chores and cooking and that was why she was tired and wasn’t excited I sacrificed my busy day to be with her.
The salesman gave me my cigarettes, cans of beer and my change. As I take the money from him, I’m being reminded of that very day she told me she needed money to register for the gym, Diego offered to drop her and bring her back every day from one pm till two-thirty pm, and I was happy my brother and my girlfriend were becoming closer and getting to like each other. Why wouldn’t they get close when he basically spent his entire day inside her than he was inside his pants…..?
Fuck them! Fuck them!
“Fuckkkkkk!” I whispered in pain the reality of the situation dawning on me all over again. I gave her the money she asked for unknown to me she needed the money to rent an apartment where she could be meeting with her lover! How did I find out you ask. Be calm, I’m getting there.
So that blessed day my car broke down and I needed Diego to pick me up but he said he was at court so I called Desiree, and she was at the gym. I got a cab to take me to the house because I forgot my credit card in the pocket of the suit jacket I wore the previous day. On getting to the house, I noticed Diego’s car driving out of the driveway and Desiree was seated comfortably in front so I told the cab driver to drive farther down and parked. We waited for a minute before following them. My instincts were crazy that day and I’m still shocked to this day because I would never have thought to follow them. But the lies got me curious.
We followed them to an apartment complex just behind the particular gym she told me she had registered at. Giving them a little time after they went nside, I followed suit. I heard them before I saw them. I heard her moans followed by his disgusting grunts. I couldn’t take it so I kicked the door down and saw them in the most comfortable position ever. She was on her stomach while he pounded her from behind and she looked like she was in pure ecstasy. They both jumped hearing the loud bang. I stared into those eyes as it dawned on me what a fucking manipulator she was. All I did was treat her like a queen while she manipulated me.
She had the audacity to tell me she was only with him because she was going through a confusing phase, and I was the one she loved. How? Just how do you fucking hurt the person you say you love? Fuck her! Fuck you Desiree. She took my heart and shredded it into a million pieces. I drove home, packed her things and my brother’s and threw them out of my house! I still can’t believe that was two weeks ago. It still feels so fresh like it happened yesterday.
I just want to be alright goddammit! I want to get rid of this pain I feel because it hurts so badly!
My door hand rattles. I stare at it unmoving. The rattling continues forcing me to get up and check who it is. Someone is trying to use a key to open the door.
Desiree!
“What are you doing here?” I stare at her. She looks so good yet all I can see is my brother on-top of her.
Her hand trembles as she tries to steady the key in her hand. “I just came to take my remaining clothes I forgot. How are you?”
Is that a serious question? “How the fuck am I supposed to be, Desiree? Get your shit and get out of my house.”
She nodded her head. “I’m really sorry, Rodrigo. I didn’t mean for everything to happen like this. I’m so sorry.”
“Humor me, how did you want it to happen? How did you plan on me finding out you’ve been fucking my brother under my roof! I’m listening.” Tears start to fall down her eyes. Oh, please I’m over those fake waterworks. “Tell me, Desiree, who did you enjoy fucking better, my brother or me?”
“No, no. Please stop, Rodrigo. I said I’m sorry.”
“Tell me, who’s bigger, huh? Who made you scream the loudest? What did you think of every time he entered you? Did you think of me and how much of a fool I was for loving you?”
“Rodrigo, stop. I am sorry. Please.”
“What does your sorry change?” I yelled. “You’re a pathetic liar, and I never want to see you or that traitor ever again. Get your shit and get out now!”
How did she go from being the best person in my life to the person I want to strangle, to the person I hate the most?
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