Shattered: A Broken Promise

Sasha was sick of the bastard she was married to. All he did was work and work. When he did finally come home he belittled her and everything she did. She knew that he was putting food in her mouth and he was also responsible for the clothes on her back. Even still, that didn't mean that he should come home and demean her as a woman. What Davis failed to realise was that there was a strong woman behind every strong man. Yes, maybe the only thing she did was sit at home. Yes, she cooked and cleaned. Yes, she did everything her asshole of a husband asked of her. Not once has she gotten a thank you and not even a sorry ass apology. Oh yeah he had forgot about her and the women that she use to be. The women he swore he would love.

  Since they've been married he has ignored and betrayed her with other women. Has allowed for another unmarried whore to crumble their lives. Now, this same whore was up in the hospital about to have a baby that he THINK is his. For a longest, Sasha feels like she was more of Davis' maid more than his wife. That should have been her in that hospital, not some crazy homewreckin' bitch.

  Sasha sat down on the expensive plush burgundy chaise. She sighed and put her head in her hands. "What in the hell was I thinking?", she sighed to herself. "How am I suppose to deal with these two mutherfuckers and their bastard child when they get here?" She closed her tear stained eyes. She then contemplated leaving him, but she had nowhere else to go. She had no money, no car, and definitely no life if she left Davis. But damn, how much more could a woman take?  He had everything and her name was in nothing. She had trusted her husband, but not in a million years did she think she would be facing the wrath of a man. And not even a good one.  Yeah she would see how good he would be after she told him she was leaving his ass. Sasha had packed all the things she planned to take months ago and now the only thing she had to do was pack her car and get the hell out of dodge.  Sasha slipped on her pumps and headed for the door but before she could unlock the door and into her freedom she discovered that not only did Davis know of her escape but that he had changed the locks prior to leaving. Now waht sat on that door was a deadbolt. Sasha stomach did a 360 and then dropped to the bottom to the pits of hell. What in hell was wrong with that man? He really couldn't expect her to live in a home where his whore would live. Did he think he could have his cake and eat it too? It sure seemed that he was going to try.  Sasha kicked the door mentally wishing that it would just fall apart in the blink of an eye.  Her cell phone ringed. "Hello", yelled Sasha.  "Did you think that you were going to get away from me Sasha?" replied Davis.  She sighed into the phone.  "I know what you have been planning for months as soon as your sweet mother learned about your little getaway she called me. You know your mother loves me senorita. Why must you go?" Davis taunted.