I don't have and answer for that

The female sat on the counch staring daggers straight through me. Sending a chill down my spine, Mark ways for sure rubbed off on Sara. "So it's you...in the flesh?"

Why in the hell was I nervous? She doesn't scare me...okay maybe a bit. Wait a mintue...did I just admit she scared me? No she doesn't I'm just...nervous. Why? "Yeah, it's me." I place my hands on him hips.

"I sat here and listen to every word, every fuck, every I love you but nothing came out of your mouth." Sara chuckled. "He's got it bad for you girly. Which is odd because your not his type at all."

"Where are you going with this?" I almost snapped.

"No where, you can have him." Sara said proping her feet on the coffe table while pushing her lips together.

"Sara he's not something you can just give away." I said still having a frim grip on my clutch just in case this bitch wanna try something.

"Funny, because from where I stand. That's how he's treated you." Sara said. "And that's how he's treated our marriage for the past three years. Michelle McCool and now you-"

"First of all I made sure Mark was seprated and the dirvoce was in progress honey and I-"

Sara stood up. "Don't call me honey."

"Is bitch better?" I asked her. Yeah I've been watching The Real Housewives a lot. I to admit the girl had some height on her; she looked small on screen. Maybe because she was always standing next to Glen and Mark. "Listen, this may sound like complete bullshit but lastnight wasn't suppose to happen. It just did, and out of respect I apologize for everything you've heard-"

Sara couldn't do nothing but smirk. She had learn to control her temper which was something ugly if you got on her bad side. "Adriana...Mark and I mentaly, and emontionaly were done since the day he moved back home a few months ago."

I couldn't say anything I mean...what the hell would I say? "I have to go. I got my own issuses to deal with when I get home."

I cried all the way home and I knew the reason why; I was going to have to explain to Rodney about the affair last night with Mark. My heart was acheing and my head hurted soo bad, once I opend the door Rondey was on the love seat sleeping with Alan in his arms. I closed the door gently trying not to make any noise, but the chiem for the alarm went off anyway. They didn't budge...good. I need to run up staris take a quick shower and be on my way to the DVD signing. After getting out the shower, I looked at my cell it was 6:45, I must say I was making grate timing after dealing with major drama.

"Good morning."

I felt my stomach drop. "Morning babe."

"Sasha told me you guys decied to skip the party last night and head out somewhere else." Rodney's voice was groggly sounding but it had a deep rumble to it...or am I just freaking out?He corssed his arms and his body almost made a demand for me to look at him. "So...tell me excatly where the fuck you really were last night."

Here it goes, I had to tell him. "Well..."

"What the hell is it now?" Mark asks himslef as there was a constant pounding on his hotel room door. Not only he had to wake up to a empty bed but a pissed off ex as well. To his suprise it was Rodney, Mark just folded his arms acorss his chest.

Rodney walks in and punches Mark dead in the jaw. Mark was shock not only that the punch was so powerful that it made him stumble;but at the fact Rondey had balls to even step up to him.

"Come on motherfucker!" Rondey hissed.

Mark just smirk which made Rondey even madder. "I suppose I deserved that."

"I'm gonna kick your ass Mark!"

Mark smirks. "Because I fucked your wife?"

Rodney threw another punch to Mark's jaw, before the younger male could connect with another blow, Mark grabs his hand and gives him a punch of his own. Rodney then hits the floor.

"Are you upset at the fact that I control your wife...mind...body...soul? The woman is in love with me and vice versa. But, seeing that she went back crying to you spilling her guts out, and also not to mention the fact that she didn't scream my name out while I had her on her hands and knees fucking her senseless...she loves you. So I'm a bit confuse here man I think she's playing us both." Mark spoke.

Mind games mind games Rodney thought. "You right, she does love me." Rondey laughs. "So coming over here to kick your ass would be pointless now wouldn't it Mark?"

Mark shurgs his shoulders. "You kicking my ass? Yeah right. Now I suggest you leave before you have to explain to Adriana and your boys why you have two black eyes."

Rodney gets up slower and still he wasn't scared of Mark. A bit intimdating but not afraid. Walking towards the door, Rodney turns to Mark. "So where you in love with her?"

"...I still am."

"Your going to be starting the thrid grade Bryce, are you excited?"

"Yes grandma I am."

I walked into the kitchen watching my mother and oldest son helping her cook. "Hey."

"Hi mom."

"Hey Adriana, you okay?" My mom asked.

No. "Yeah, I just let Randal take his little nap and then Alan is playing video games. I'm tired thats all." I said taking a seat next to Bryce.

My mother gave me a look. She then looks down at Bryce. " Hey, honey go play with your borther right quick okay."

Bryce looks at me then and his granny. "What? You guys finna gossip or something?"

I shake my head and pointed to the room. "Go...now." I laugh.

"Fine." He kisses his grandmother and walks out the room. I leaned on the island. "So, usually I don't come to you."

"I know Adriana." My mother said. She knew I wanted to talk to her but I'm ashamed of what she'll think of me. The woman could read me like a book and didnt' ask any questions because she knew why I did the things I've done. "You go somewhere else or try to handle it on your own."

She knew me too well. "Yeah."

"So what is it this time?"

"Rondey and I have been living together."

Her face lit up. "Thats good...that good for you and the boys too...but I think you were going to add soemthing to that..."

I roll my eyes. "Well...(my cell rings) Rebecca...hey...you still in Los Angeles?...alright I'll be on my way where are you guys at...okay...see you in 20 depending on traffic...later. Hey mom I got to take this soo...can the boys stay here?"

My mom gave me stiff look. "Sure, be back."

After kissing and telling my boys bye, I met up with Rebecca at her hotel room. Actually it was the penthouse, Shawn and Rebecca kind of grew a love for Los Angeles and whenever possiable they made it a family trip or to stay an extra day. I walked in to see Rebecca paniting which was soemthing I didn't think she did.

"Hi. I heard your heels." Rebecca stops painting.

I smlie. "Hi." We greet eachother with a hug. "I never knew you were a painter?"

Rebecca smiles. "Sometimes, just a hobbie besides being a wife a mom and other things."

"So what you wanted to talk to me about?"

Rebecca places her hands on her slinder hips. "Lately I've been wanting to talk to you Adriana I mean you've been on my mind heavy and when something is in my sprit I try my best to see what the issue is." She began to walk over towards the water color painting. "So, what's been going on?"

I really don't tell my personal bussiness to anyone...Sasha not inculded and maybe Joanie. But I know I can trust them and Rebecca because they won't throw up in my face later or use it against me. And just then tears began to stream from my face. " Rondey and I were doing good and working on our relationship until I fucked it up all again. Sorry I know your a christian but there's no other way I can explain it. I sleep with Mark, told Rondey and now I don't know where he's at or what he's doing? As much as I try to fix things or try to mend them it doesnt work Rebecca. Shit just seems to backfire and I do what's best I really do but..." At this point I barley could talk. "I need...I don't know. I'm tried of crying and tired of being tired. I just want my family..."

I felt Rebecca warp her arms around me tightly like a mother, like many of times when I hug my boys as if everything was going be alright. "Adriana it's going to be okay. That's fine it can be sweet and pie but soon or later your gonna gain weight from it."

I laughed. "What?"

"I tired to give a good example that didn't work I guess." She laughs still holding on me with a tight grip. "But seriously, Life can be like a painting. God is the creator and he's the painter too. And when he paints, some people just like to take that brush from his hand and paint thier own pictures...thier own work of art instead of letting him do it. This may not make sense to you but, think long and hard about the choices you make it life and pray over things. It will work out for you."

I sat there taking Rebecca's words in with nothing to say...I was speachless.

It's been a mystery
And still they try to see
Why somethin' good can hurt so bad
Caught on a one-way streets
The taste of bittersweet
Love will survive somehow, some way

One love feeds the fire
One heart burns desire
Wonder who's cryin' now
Two hearts born to run
Who'll be the lonely one
Wonder who's cryin' now

Shuting the engine off to my Range Rover, I pulled up into the parking space of Rodney's condo that he once shared with Christy. I got a text from Pete saying Rondey had saw Mark and they got into a fight. My stomach drop at the thought of it, I just knew Mark kicked his ass but to my suprise...he didn't seem to have a mark on him...littarly.

So many stormy nights
So many wrongs or rights
Neither could change
Their headstrong ways
And in a lover's rage
They tore another page
The fightin' is worth
The love they save

One love feeds the fire
One heart burns desire
Wonder who's cryin' now
Two hearts born to run
Who'll be the lonely one
Wonder who's cryin' now

Once Pete saw that I was there, he left. And the room was slinet...too slinet. Rondey hasn't looked at me yet.

"I asked him was he ever in love with you..." He shoots me an angry glare. "Wanna know the answer?"

Yes..."This isnt about him."

"He was going to propose to you Adriana...and deep down I know you woulda said yes-"

"YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT MARRYING CHRISTY SO DON'T GO THERE WITH ME!"

"YOU WERE MOVING ON, WHY COULDN'T I?"

THAT WAS...that was after the fact-"

"After he left you?Huh...be real." He sapt.

Only so many tears you can cry
'Til the heartache is over
And now you can say your love
Will never die

"No, it was not. I miss what I had, everytime I kept seeing you adn the boys together-"

"Bitch don't bring my boys into this or I promise you Adriana I will knock you out."

I stood there shocked at not only how he was talking to me but his voice was intimadating me. "Rondey I-"

"Adriana..." He chuckles. "For real...like...I'm not bull shiting you. You need to make a choice, this isn't about us anymore. So you need to make a choice...me or him?"

I sat there in slince, I didn't have an answer for him. And after mintues of not answering him, he told me to get out and leave.

One love feeds the fire
One heart burns desire
Wonder who's cryin' now
Two hearts born to run
Who'll be the lonely one
Wonder who's cryin' now

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