Three girlfriends with three totally different lives, or they think……..Yazmin and Trey have been together for five years. Enjoying her life as a stay at home wifey, the couple is expecting a set of twins. Their life could not have been any more picture perfect, until the day that Yazmin was involved in a hit and run accident. Scared for the life of her babies, Yazmin damn near goes into shock after she attempts to call Trey only to be greeted by his wife of the past ten years……Monae and Malik have had a drama free long distance relationship for the last two years. Malik is a Marine, and is stationed in San Diego. They both have an understanding that once Monae graduates from UCLA, they will have their dream wedding. Planning an intimate surprise party just for two in his apartment, Monae discovers that she is not the only one waiting for her man to come home……Knowing that Devaugn is in a relationship, Nia simply don’t care. He is the ideal man, and Nia is convinced that if she works hard enough, she can show him that she is all the woman that he needs. Stephanie will be a thing of the past and Devaugn can start taking care of Nia and her three children full time. Or will he…….These three friends all have one thing in common; they are really their man’s chick on the side. What happens when a woman find’s out that she is not her man’s main course, she is only the appetizer…..
“I am sorry,” I exclaimed, crying uncontrollably. If someone would have told me a year ago that I would be lying here bloody and beaten, I would have told them, “Yeah right.”
“Bitch, did you think that you would be able to leave me like that, huh? After everything that I have done for your punk ass? You got me and the game fucked up,” Devaugn said as he kicked me in my stomach another time, making blood fly out of my mouth.
“Baby, the girls will be here any minute, please stop, Daddy, I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you.” My left eye was bloody and I could barely see. I tried to wipe my mouth again, but my arm wouldn’t move.
“You need to learn that it is dangerous fucking up someone’s household and then acting like you’re so damn innocent.” Devaugn kicked me again while pulling out a Colt 45 revolver from behind his back. Tears were streaming from his eyes and his face was full of rage. “I treated your girls like they were my own. I did more for them than those punks you got pregnant by. I hope that they do walk in and see they mama like this. It will teach them not to play with a man’s heart.”
I said a silent prayer and heard the lock on the front door click unlock.
“Oh my God, my babies,” I yelled and closed my eyes. As the front door opened, I heard the blast of a gun shot ring out in the air.
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