Wifey Forever

“Damn, not this shit again!” I said as i got out my car. Another private call. The same woman asking for my husband. I took the stairs two at a time trying to get in the house. 

“Damien!” I screamed. “Where the hell you at?” 

“What’s up, Shunshine?” He said as he came down the stairs.

“Get your shit and get the fuck out!” I screamed. I opened the hallway closet and started taking his coats and shoes out. Today was the day.

I was done with this man. I stared at him with so much hurt in my heart. That was the last call that i was gonna receive from some hoe. I been ignoring the nagging voice in my head for months. 

“What i do now?” He said. He just stood there like I wasn't fucking serious. I stopped what I was doing to address his ass.

It took everything in me to control my anger. “Your little mistress just called to tell me you finna be a daddy. What i wanna know is how the hoe even got my number? Well congratulations ! you homeless now. Now get the fuck out my house!” 

I turned and went upstairs. I had held back my tears long enough. I started packing his shit while they flowed down my face. I had gave this man fifteen years of my life and all he did was hurt me. 

My name was Shunshine Johnson. I was married to Damien Johnson. We was high school sweethearts. I was madly in love with him. Nobody could have told me that we would end up here. When we first met i meant the world to him. Or as he say i was his Shunshine on a rainy day. Things changed once we got older. He started staying out late. Barely beating the sun coming in. Everyday he had some to do with the boys. I couldn't remember the last time he took me out.

We now had three kids. And i had put on a little weight. But damn i still did everything that i could for him. I was caramel, with a cute face, and a small pudge from having kids. Once he started hanging out, he started cheating and then goes started calling. 

I went back down stairs with his bag. 

“Here’s you stuff, now leave man.” I said. 

Damien just looked at me with tears in his eyes. “Shunshine please don’t do this. I promise that girl lying. She just mad that i won’t leave you. “ he stated. 

He really thought him not leaving was some kind of prize for me.

“Well, she can have you.” I said as i opened the front door. He took one step towards me and then stop. I guess he saw that i had murder in my eyes. His crying and begging wasn’t gonna help him this time. I was completely done. 

Our five year old daughter Aza ran in the room. 

“Daddy will be back,” he told our baby. 

That’s a lie because i was changing the locks in the morning! He kissed Aza and walked out the door. I told her to go back in the living room. I needed a drink to calm my nerves. I got my phone out my purse and called my bestfriend Sheka. 

“Girl, I finally put Damien out.” I told her. 

“What he do now, “ she replied. 

I tried to hold my tears in but i couldn't stop it. Sheka was like my sister but it was hard to tell someone that my husband might have a baby on the way with another woman. 

“Some thot called and told me he got her pregnant!” I explained. 

“Well, you know what you need to do! He gone keep hurting you. You gone keep going back.” She all but scream. “I’m tired of you calling me crying about him! Divorce him, sus! Go out and cheat back. You can't keep being the good little wife while he out having his fun. I have watch you for years, excepting him hurting you. And we ain't gone even talk about the time he slept with your cousin!"

I called this heifer for some advice and comfort. I should’ve have known how this was gone go. I had to admit. She was always blunt and up front. 

“Bye,Sheka!” I said and hung up the phone. I headed upstairs to cry my eyes out and face the fact that i had just ended my marriage.