Page 7 of Love & Vendettas
“Not fucking with you, Essence. I’ve told you what it is.”
As I draw closer to the room, I hear the moans of a woman being pleased. I step inside of the room and see Essence Hamilton riding my dad’s dick. Those big titties are bouncing up and down, and I just shake my head.
If her boyfriend, Julius, were to see her now, he’d beat the shit out of her. I don’t get why women like her stay with men who can’t do anything more than kick their asses. And I don’t get why they provoke men like Julian to do the shit that he does.
“That’s it, Zay. Ohhh, yes,” she moans, bouncing up and down.
My dad’s eyes are closed, and he’s so deep into what she’s doing that he never heard the door open, but she did.
Essence keeps riding my dad while she’s watching me in the mirror on the wall. There’s a mirror that hangs above her bed in place of a headboard. I guess she likes seeing herself fucking or getting fucked.
It’s been this way with the two of them for the last six months. My dad never cheated on my mama until Essence Hamilton moved into the neighborhood.
She knows that he’s married with six kids. Do you think she gives a fuck? Nope. She’s gone out of her way to get his attention and keep it on her. She did everything that she could to lure him into her trap.
I’ve watched her, but I thought my dad was smarter than that. I thought he was smart enough not to get trapped by a woman like Essence, especially when he’s got a good woman like my mama at home.
Don’t get me wrong, I know my daddy loves the hell out of my mama. He’s protective over her, affectionate with her, and there’s nothing he won’t do for her. But somehow, he can’t keep his dick out of Essence Hamilton’s pussy.
It’s been that way since the first time that he slipped up. She knows that she is his weak spot. And so does everyone else in the neighborhood. Everyone knows my daddy is fucking Essence.
I only hope that Mama doesn’t know. I’ve never heard them argue about it. If my siblings knew, they would be devastated. My father is their hero, and they’re too young to get caught up in this bullshit. Savannah’s the second youngest after me, and she’s only eight. The twins are six, Cheyenne is four, and the baby, Damascus, is two.
Essence was my dad’s high school sweetheart. Only she broke it off with him when she moved away to go to college, and he stayed right here in Chicora Falls to work and take care of his mama, who had diabetes and heart disease.
He met my mama at the factory where they both worked when they were eighteen and fresh out of high school. When he got her pregnant a year later, they moved in together and eventually got married.
Now Essence is watching me in that mirror, taunting me to let me know that she took my daddy from my mama. I want to beat the shit out of her right here, but the way she’s watching me tells me there’s more.
Essence rolls those thick hips of hers and lifts her ass just enough so that I can see her pussy. She slides her tongue out between her teeth and wiggles it at me in the mirror. She cups her breast, slides it in her mouth, and then out again.
She mouths to me, “You want some?”
My jaw clenches, and my nostrils flare. This bitch is fucking my father and fucking with me. If I said yeah, I bet she’d have me over here the minute my dad hits the streets tonight.
“Zay, you like it like this, baby?” she asks my daddy.
“Ohh, yeah,” my daddy responds.
I clench my jaw and my fists. I want to punch him in the throat.
“Like it better than what Nora Grace does for you.”
“Baby, nobody holds a candle to you,” he declares.
It’s at that moment that I want to throw up. The retching starts first, and I hear my father say, “What the fuck?” as I throw up in the hallway.
“Shit!” my dad exclaims, and Essence hops up and screams as though she hadn’t seen me all along.
“Boy, what the hell are you doing here?” he asks as I continue spewing my dinner on her carpet.
“He’s ruining my floors, Isaiah,” she whines.
When I finally finish, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and stare at my father.
“Boy, I said, what you doing here?” he demands.
“Mama sent me out to look for you. She ran out of diapers for Damascus, and you said that you were going to the store to get some. That was two hours ago.”
