Your Man Chose Me

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Your Man Chose Me

Copyright © 2016 Racquel Williams

 

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ISBN: 978-1-6228-6758-5

ISBN 10: 1-62286-835-8

 

 

 

 

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I dedicate this book to my three sons: Malik, Jehmel, and Zahir. Everything I do is to make things easier for all of three of you. I love y'all with everything in me!

First and foremost, I want to give all praises to Allah. Without Him, I wouldn't be able to put out these books. I am blessed that He is leading my path!

To my Mom Rosa, thank you for being there through the good times and the bad times.

To Carlo, I appreciate you for all that you do.

To Danielle, Stacey, Papaya, Ebonee, Ambria, Qiana, Nika, and Fabiola Joseph, thanks, ladies, for always having my back, especially in this industry. I love y'all.

Johnne Johnson, we met by accident, but I am happy we did. Thank you for being the extra set of eyes when I'm working on a book. You are harsh at times, but that's what I need to continue putting out great stories.

To Sharlene Smith, thank you for the long talks when I am at a breaking point. Your words are appreciated.

To Tasha Bynum and Trinity Dekane, ladies, I appreciate the support.

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If you support me, and don't see your name, I apologize; please charge it to my head and not my heart.

Shout out to all my readers and supporters, I am definitely blessed!

I should have been happy to be alive, but some days a bitch like me often wondered, why the fuck was I here? The bitch who birthed me barely spoke to me and when she did it was always some fucked-up-ass shit. I can't count how many times she called me a bitch or a whore. When I was younger, I used to cry because I couldn't understand why my mama was so cruel to me. It was only when I got older I understood that it was because my sperm donor left her ass for another woman. She had become a bitter bitch and I had become her competition.

Shit got worse when she started dating this old, broken-down nigga. From the minute he laid eyes on me, I knew he was up to no good. I tried my best to avoid him because I could tell the nigga was a pervert. I could tell by the way he smiled at me behind Mama's back.

One day I was sitting outside on the porch, looking at the little kids play next door. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn't see when he crept up on me.

“You look good in those shorts,” he said to me as he licked his crusty black lips and smiled, showing his set of yellow teeth.

“Whatever! You keep on talking like that and I promise I'm gonna tell my mama on yo' ass for real,” I snapped. I was about tired of his old fifty-something ass coming at me every chance he got. I tried to brush him off, but his behavior had gotten erratic over the past few weeks.

One day it had gotten so bad that he tried to grope me while I walked past him; so I sank my teeth down on his arm with all the strength I had in my body, which caused him to slap the shit out of me. I didn't flinch but he did let go of my breast.

“You're gonna give me that young, fresh pussy one of these days, you little bitch!” he yelled.

“When hell freezes over.” I rolled my eyes and walked off on him.

I was about tired of him and his eccentric behavior. I walked into the house where Mama was sitting in her favorite chair watching an episode of
Criminal Minds.
I walked past her, but then turned back around. “Hey, Mama, can I talk to you?”

“Girl, what is it now? You see me watching my show.” She continued staring at the TV.

“Mama, I need to talk to you about Aubrey. He's been trying to get into my panties for a while now and I'm tired of it.”

“Bitch, what the fuck you just say to me? Is your little dirty ass accusing my man of wanting to fuck your little stinking pussy?” She got up and stared me down.

“Yes, that's exactly what I'm accusing him of. You think I would make this up?”

“You know, you have always been jealous of me and Aubrey's relationship, but I never thought you would go so far as to accuse him of wanting you.”

“Accuse me of what?” He walked in smiling.

“Tiana claiming you want to fuck her but, baby, I know the truth. She is the one who wants to fuck you. I think she be hearing when you fucking me at night so she wants to get that same feeling.”

“Mama, really? How can you sit there and accuse me of wanting that bastard? I'm your fucking daughter!” The tears welled up in my eyes as I pleaded with my mama.

“Get the hell out of here and stay the fuck away from him. You hear me, you little fast bitch!” she spat in the coldest tone.

The walls around me started spinning as anxiety kicked in. I couldn't believe the bitch who birthed me would sit up and accuse me of wanting her no-good-ass nigga. The tears continued to flow as I looked at my mama, shook my head, and walked away. I slammed my room door and crawled under my covers. I couldn't believe what had just happened. All I knew was I had to get away from here and that sick-ass bitch!