Month: February 2016
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I would be one starving ass if this is what it takes to catch some dinner.
He wants to turn his brain off?
Wait, he brings her a roll of mints and he gets some nooky? Just two weeks ago the woman whose husband he killed to get to her was eaten alive with her two strange children and now he is bedding Michonne. The shock is too much….
Somebody hold me.
I am sitting here laughing at the ironies of life. My girlfriends were all shocked when they found out I had left Idi. All had the same stance, “how you gon’ leave a man that fine?” Looks have nothing to do with it..nothing at all. It is that vengeful streak that runs through that man…the desire to have the last word…to strike the final blow…that’s what I can’t stand about him. Today was no different.
Idi: That was a nice speech Part’nuh, I’m certain you practiced it well before coming up here.
(Dman attempts to say something, but Idi holds up his hand).
Idi: I gave you the floor and listened to your fairy tale, do me the courtesy of hearing the reality.
(I see Dman’s jaw clench. Idi glances at me lying in the hospital bed).
Idi: Olivia is great at playing victim, but keep in mind, I didn’t get her pregnant by throwing up on her.
(I shift in the bed trying to sit up to stop the ugliness that is going to come out of his mouth next).
Idi: Hold fast Baby, keep your seat. I want to stand right here so I can see both of your faces when I say what is coming next.
Dman: Make your point, Idi!
Idi: My point is, she never tells the whole story. It is going to be hard as hell to marry her and give my child your last name, especially since she is still married to me.
(If he could have dropped the mic, he would have. Idi picked his coat up off the chair and walked out of the room- leaving me there to face an obviously, highly pissed off Dman).
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I truly didn’t know what was going to happen next, but when I tell you that I grew up in less than 3 minutes. I grew up at his words.
He was calm when he spoke to Idi. His hands were down at his sides when he responded to his question.
Dman: I said the three of us…because I am going to marry this woman.
Idi: Does she know that Part’ Nuh?
Dman: I like that word, ‘Partner” because that is what we are going to become; the three of us.
(Idi was taking a defensive stance, but Dman didn’t budge as he delivered the next words).
Dman: Whatever power you imagine yourself to have over Olivia’s life just ended. I am going to marry her and when that child pops out, it will bear my name. It will grow up in my home and the first words it shall speak will be to call me Daddy.
(Idi tenses as do I, but Dman didn’t stop).
Dman: Each day I will tell that child wonderful things about his father so that when it is your weekend to spend with your child, it will look forward to the time with you. However, Part’nuh, when your time is up, you will bring that child home. Our home.
Idi: What makes you think I am going to go along with this bullshit? It’s my child, I will take you to court and fight you both.
Dman: Or we can settle it all right here and agree to be parents and raise this child in love alongside the others Olivia and I will have. if you don’t want that then I know, your motives are not about the well being of this child….but something else.