Addicted To Him Part 2By: Linette King
Sorry for the wait!
Again… To my children: Aaliyah, Alannah and Jaye I love you guys so freaking much. I’m just trying to pave a way for you to be better than me. Always remember to keep God first. Allow him to lead. With God with you, who can be against you?! I never knew how strong I was until my strength was put to the test. Never be afraid to walk away from a hurtful situation because God makes no mistakes.
To my family: I love you all rather we talk every day or don’t talk at all.
To my friends/support system: You guys rock! Don’t change up on me. We’ve been through a lot but we didn’t stop or give up! We can’t stop! We won’t stop!
To my readers: I hope you enjoy! Make sure you’ve read Addicted to him Part 1 first. If you haven’t read A Crazy Ghetto Love story yet, pause this and go download it! Thanks in advance! I love you guys! Oh yeah! Find me on Facebook, Linette King and like my author page @ facebook.com/2tsworld. I can also be reached if you search for me @ goodreads.com Feel free to message me or write on my wall with feedback and/or questions
Everything in this book is a work of fiction. Anything that sounds familiar is purely a coincidence.
So, I’m sitting here nervously looking back and forth between Dave and Vincent. I stood up quickly and cleared my throat while trying to think of what to say. I was stuck on stupid. Literally! I continued to glance back and forth and hoped somebody would say something, but they continued to stare each other down.
“Vincent. How have you been? When did you get back in town?” I asked Vincent, trying to break the ice.
“This morning. I was coming to surprise you after I left here, so imagine my surprise,” he said, never breaking his stare down with Dave. It’s like they were having a who’s the man contest and whoever looked away first wasn’t one. I could only shake my head because I didn’t know what else to say. Honestly, I didn’t want to be involved with Vincent anymore, but I didn’t know how to tell him.
Vincent is a very crazy and dangerous man with a quick temper. I’ve seen him kill niggas for less and I think he has invested some type of feelings in me. His crazy ass had told me on more than one occasion that he didn’t want me dealing with anyone else. I always agreed because the nigga got good dick! Hell, I’d say anything you want me to say when you fucking me right.
“Who is this?” Dave asked, like his ass ain’t married.
“Vincent. His name is Vincent. Vincent, this is Dave,” I said as I introduced them. These niggas didn’t even acknowledge anything I said because they were still staring each other down. I was like come on now, I have shit to do today! We were supposed to eat breakfast, so he could take me back home.
“Let’s go,” Vincent said as he held out his hand to me. I looked at him but he was still staring at Dave. I then looked at his hand like he had the plagued. These niggas need to learn that I don’t belong to no fucking body. I can date and fuck whoever I want because I’m single! I don’t love these niggas; I fuck these niggas and spend their money. All of my situationships are simple to me. I give you pussy and time, and they pay my half on everything and keep my bank account looking good.
“Naw Vincent. I’m about to eat my breakfast and go home. I’ll hit you up later,” I said, feeling myself. Never in the 23 years that I’ve been on this planet have I had men fighting over me. They really don’t even know me, so I guess they are fighting over this good pussy. I know Vincent is crazy but I was here with Dave and he’s not going to let anything happen to me.
“Let’s go. Now!” he said through clenched teeth. I almost stood up but the glare Dave gave me planted my ass right back in my seat. I swear, I don’t know how the fuck I keep attracting these crazy ass men!
“She’s about to have breakfast. After that, I’m taking her home. She will call you later,” Dave said to Vincent. Dave made a grave mistake. I understand he’s a man and Vincent is disrespecting him in a major way but you have to know how to read people. First of all, Vincent ain’t the type of dude you check while he’s mad. Second of all, if you gone check a man like Vincent while he’s mad then you need to stand up because he will hit you.