The One That Got Away by Danielle Martin (chrysanthemum read aloud TXT) 📖

face, almost as if he was mad that he couldnt finish quick enough. After 5 more minutes, he pulled out, stepping back. She tried to move her legs which were cramped from all the pressure he was applying. He quickly pulled his pants up, leaving her laying on the table exposed still wanting more. "Rodneyyyy..." She managed to spit out. "Whattt... what was that???''

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at her lying on the table. "You we'rent gonna get the last fuck. I refuse." Turning his back, he walked back towards the door casually. She sat up, covering herself with her bathrobe. "What the fuck does that mean Rodney???" She shouted after him, her legs too weak to stand. He looked back at her. "That means its OVER. But I couldn't leave without fucking you one last time so you can think everyday what you gonna be missing." He opened the door and slammed it shut, the picture on the wall crashing to the floor from the vibration. Makayla layed in the same spot in shock. He fucked her and left her.

Chapter 4

 

CHAPTER 4

Makayla knocked on apartment 246, waiting patiently for someone to come to the door as she tapped her foot. She heard comotion coming from the side window so she knew someone was home. Makayla had no idea why she made this 30 minute drive across town to come here, but she just had to. She couldn't fight the urge anymore. Seconds later, the door swung open. She was met by a dark skinned petite female standing there looking flustered. Her hair was pinned up in a messy bun with large diamond hoops hanging from her ears. She wore a two piece pajama set with matching fuzzy slippers. Makayla looked her up and down in disgust. No matter how much she hated this woman, she was beautiful.

"What do you want??" The woman shot with attitude.

Makayla sucked her teeth, leaning against the doorway hoping this wouldnt turn confrontational. She honestly didnt come here for all that. "Carol, you know why I'm here. Where is Rodney? Tell him to come outside, we need to talk."

In response, she buffed her chest up. "You know you got some nerve." Carol pushed open the screen door, stepping out and slamming it shut behind her. "You gone come to my fucking house looking for Rodney? I don't recall ever coming to your shit now have I?

"No you havent." She held up her hands in defense. "Look I didn't come here trying to start no problems alright? Rodney said he was staying here for a few days and I had to drop some things off to him."

A smile spread across her face as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Well Rodney isn't here sweetheart."

"Okay fine." Makayla turned and began to walk away.

"Hey!" Carol called out after her. "Why did you come here for real? You trying to be messy right? What other reason would you come to your ex mans baby mothers home?"

Makayla turned back towards her. "No I'm not trying to be messy. But Rodney came to my house and did a hit and run last night, and I had to find out where he is so I could express to him how much I didn't appreciate it."

Carol laughed again, obviously finding humor from this situation. "Trouble in paradise huh?" She held her hand up "Dont bother, Rodney told me all about it. I know about your infedelity. And to think he left his family to be with you."

"He didn't leave his family Carol." Makayla sighed, tired of hearing this over and over again. "Besides, lets not forget the fact that he didnt get a DNA test on all three of your boys until 6 months after he met me."

"So what bitch?" She stepped forward, prepared to get in her face. "The boys are his aint they? He took care of them for 8 years, didn't start asking for no damn DNA until you came along."

"Whatever, I dont have time for this." She began to walk away again.

"No you wait a second." Carol called out to her. "You gone listen to what I have to say. Rodney may not be perfect but he didnt deserve that shit you did to him. Do you know how bad it hurt me when he came here crying to me. Do you know how hard it is to explain to an 8, 6, and 3 year old that daddys cry too? Thats fucked up."

Makayla shook her head because Carol was the last person she needed to hear a lecture from. "Okay Carol, I fucked up. But why you acting like you care? You tried to ruin our relationship from the start. And as soon as he came back available, you hoped right back on the dick."

"Sureeeeee did!" She rolled her neck in her face, mocking her. "Thats my childrens father. Im going to always have love for him. You had no right to fuck him over like that, and I wasn't pregnant, I would kick your ass myself."

Her heart stopped as she stared at Carol. "Pregnant?" She asked slowly, hoping she didnt hear her correctly. That couldnt be. Not that soon. Carol grinned, propping her hands up on her waist. "Yes, I am pregnant with my 4th child." She walked back towards the screen door, strutting her stuff as if she had killed her with words. She smiled and shouted over her shoulder. "Calm your soul, its not Rodneys baby." Carol walked inside the screen, slamming her door shut behind her. Makayla placed her hand over her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Good God, if Rodney had knocked that thing up again, there was no telling what she might would have done."

Chapter 5

 

CHAPTER 5.

"Alright everyone, I want to thank you all so much for coming. That about wraps up our meeting for today. We will meet same time next week alright. And remember, knowledge is power and power is key." The 72 year old instructor smiled as everyone gathered their things, preparing to leave. Makayla quickly stood up, ready to shuffle towards the door before the exit got crowed. About 34 people showed up today. That was way more than the last time she came. It had been awhile since she came to a meeting, but in the midst of everything that was going on between her and Rodney, she felt like she was entitled to. She looked down at the pamplet she was holding in her hand that read Understanding Your Body. Every week they gave out a different cheesy bookl that they wanted everyone to read and discuss before their next meeting. She never read them. Balling the pamplet up, she threw it in the trash can by the door before walking out.

Stepping outside, the warm sun felt good hitting her face. It was probably 98 degrees in the Jacksonville beach area, but she loved the weather. She could never get enough of the sun. She began trotting across the parking lot towards her Silver Audi when she heard someone calling her name from behind her. She turned around, surprised to see an attractive young man running towards her waving his hand to get her attention. She examined him as he lightly jogged across the parking lot. She had never seen him before. He was red skinned with full pink lips and a small fro that was neatly trimmed. He looked clean in his white t-shirt and white nikes. As he walked up on her, she noticed his teeth we're pearly white and his skin was flawless. She didnt mean to admire him as long as he did, but he was fine. She had never seen a brother like him in one of those meetings before.

"Hey I was hoping I would catch you before you got away."

She looked him up and down, trying to hide her interest. "And you are?"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry, my name is Nathan. I just started coming to these meetings last month. I havent seen you around here before. You new to the group?"

She shook her head. "I haven't been here in awhile. Im Makayla." She offered him her hand, shaking it firmly and tight.

"Nice to meet you Makayla." He also eyed her up and down, examining her toes longer than she felt comfortable with. But she didnt fidget. She had just got a pedicure last week. His eyes trailed up to her khaki slacks then to her black collared shirt which was buttoned down a few to reveal her cleavage. She had the energy to curl her hair and do her makeup, so she looked like her normal self. "I'm a man of my word and I told myself the moment that I layed eyes on you that I had to tell you how beautiful you are."

She blushed, looking away trying to avoid eye contact. "Thanks." She said calmly.

"If you dont mind me asking, whats a pretty lady like yourself doing in a place like this?"

She looked back at the building, the sign reading Atlantic Associates For Therapy. She sighed, looking back at him. "Same reason as you. I'm no different from anybody else in there."

"Wow." He look shocked. "I'm sorry, I hope I'm not being rude. But I have never seen a woman like you in a meeting like that. You look so put together. Most of them in there are prostitutes or old women in their 50's."

She offered a weak smile. "Im flattered." She walked around him heading towards her car door. "Now if you don't mind, I have to be going now. It was nice meeting you Nathan."

He turned and followed in step behind her. "Hey, actually I was wondering.... If you dont have no man or anything, maybe you would like to go grab dinner with me someday."

She smiled, honestly flattered by his offer but she wasn't buying it. "I dont know you. Why would I go to dinner with you?"

"Thats the point. You should go to dinner with me so you can get to know me." He smiled a very womanizing smile. Deep down, Makayla secretly wanted to know his lifestory. Like why was he attending sex counseling. He was also a very well put together guy and she didn't see guys like him in those meetings very often. But that was a sensitive subject that she dared not to touch. "I have to go, excuse me." She clicked the lock on her car unlocking the driver seat door.

"Oh come