Big Girls Drama by Tresser Henderson

the truth comes out.”
    â€œI thought being with you would help me forget about Georgiana, and you did. But tonight, seeing her brought back feelings that help me know I’ve made the right decision in filing for a divorce.”
    â€œHave you thought about her since we’ve been married?” I asked.
    â€œYes but—”
    â€œWhen we had sex, did you think of her?”
    He hesitated before saying, “Yes, Monica but—”
    â€œYou are a preacher’s kid, right?”
    â€œYou know I am.”
    â€œIsn’t there a scripture that says honor your wife and your marriage?”
    â€œMonica.”
    â€œYour parents are the exact reason why I don’t go to church. They smiling in everybody’s face every Sunday playing the perfect Christians when your trifling mother is trying to tell you to abandon your marriage for another woman.”
    â€œDon’t call my mother trifling.”
    â€œWould harlot or hypocrite suffice? Or how about heathen?”
    â€œMonica, that’s enough.”
    â€œCome on, honey. Quote the scripture for me. I know you know them all. Tell me the Lord’s words that coincide with you breaking your marriage vows to me to be with another woman.”
    â€œI’m not doing this with you,” he said picking up the pillow I threw at him. “I’m going to sleep in the other room.”
    â€œWhat? You can’t stand the heat? You might as well get used to it because you are going to burn in hell for what you have done to me.”
    Devin opened the door to our bedroom to leave.
    â€œIf you think I’m going to agree to this divorce so you can make Mommy and Daddy happy and so you can be with that woman, you got another think coming.”
    Devin halted with my words but then disappeared into the hallway.
    â€œYou better lock the door,” I yelled. “Your ass might not wake up in the morning.”
    My mother used to say you can’t do people wrong and expect that wrong is not going to come back and bite you in your ass. As much as I was angry with Devin, I understood in this moment I was getting back what I deserved. Devin still loved Georgiana, and his secret feelings were now out in the open. I had a few secrets of my own, and I knew that’s why this was happening to me. But I was happy no one knew mine. Not yet anyway. I might as well get ready for more bad karma to come my way because the revenge I was going to bestow upon my so-called husband was going to be sweet as honey. And as mad as I was, I didn’t care what the repercussions were going to be for what I was about to do to him.

Kellie
    14
    Jeffrey was gone. I made him pack his belongings and get the heck out of our home. Of course, he didn’t take everything, saying he was going to do whatever it took to get our marriage back on track. Evidently, he didn’t understand he was the one who derailed it in the first place. I was tired of dealing with his disrespectful ways. He must have thought since I was younger than he, I was going to be gullible enough to deal with his bull. But he was sadly mistaken.
    I sat on the couch, listening to the soothing sounds of the late Luther Vandross. I was already in my fleece pajamas as I thought back on how awful of a day this had been. I chuckled to myself because if it wasn’t for having bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all.
    There was a knock at the door, and I picked up my cell to see it was after midnight. I knew it better not be Jeffrey trying to crawl his trifling behind back up in here because it wasn’t happening. I didn’t care if he didn’t have anywhere to go. He could sleep on the front lawn as far as I was concerned.
    Peeping through the peephole, I was surprised to see it was my brother, Victor.
    Opening the door, I said, “Boy, what are you doing here?”
    He grabbed his chest and blew out a sigh of relief.
    â€œGirl, I’m mad at you,” he said