Chapter 62
Brit
I was driving around while waiting for Nessa to call me. I didn’t want to go to a hotel and wait because I was too antys. I need to know who the main guy was and Nessa was supposed to be getting me that info by any means possible. While driving I noticed the lights were on in my Tanky’s tattoo shop. I know the place is closed at this time of night so I decided to have a closer look. Who knows if I caught someone breaking in Tank might show me his gratitude for stopping it. I find a parking spot a few spaces down so no one will see me.
I quietly get out, careful not to make too much noise. I walk up to the shop and notice all the blinds are down but I can see the silhouette of two people inside. I look to see if there is a way to see better. I finally found a window that wasn't fully covered so I could see in. Oh my god. I can’t believe it. I know he said he was going to make Lilly his ol’e lady. I know he said he was going to get her a kutte. Yes he bought her a house. And make love to her in a way he never did me. But I didn’t truly believe it. Now he is tattooing his mark on her. I shake my head no. He could be putting anything on her. It doesn’t have to be his mark. I still have time. He wouldn’t do this to me. I know he cares for me. He must just be trying to make me jealous. That’s it. I know it. He isn’t putting his mark on her.
I see him cleaning her up and I continue to watch to get a look at the tattoo so I can prove to myself that it isn't his mark. That he is saving it for me. But I don’t get a chance since Tanky has already put a bandage on it. Instead of that worthless whore getting up he rubs her back. Why is he doing that? He bends down. Is he kissing her? What the hell? Finally he gets her off the table. About damn time. Why does she have her shirt off for a shoulder tattoo? They could have just pulled a strap down. I move back a bit so they don’t see me as they leave.
I wait, they should have been out by now. What is taking so long? I look through the window and see a sight I never want to see again. He that bitch bent over the table fucking her. I can hear them. He said she was made just for him. He tells her how good she feels. She belongs to him. He never told me any of that. Hell most of the time he would just have me suck him off or fuck my ass. Very few times has he ever fucked my pussy. And he never called it his. Now he has her against him and tells her to cum for him. He never cared if I came or not. When he was done I would go back to my room and pull out my vibrator to finish the job he didn’t.
He has never held me like he is holding her. With so much care. When they are done he holds her before they get up. What I hear next is like a knife to the heart. He wants to take her home so they can have a bath together? What the hell? What has she done to my Tanky? Then he smiles and tells her loves her. No! That is supposed to be me.I stay in the shadows and watch them leave smiling and laughing. He helps in the truck and they leave. I will make her pay for taking him from me. Nobody takes what is mine. When I get what I need I am going to enjoy watching her get what she has coming.
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