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Stupid Love Updated 6/26

*I'm trying again. I'm determined to finish a story on here.*

<a href="">Mariah</a> rushed into her apartment and started cooking. She had 15 minutes before Kyle was supposed to be home and she didn’t feel like fighting tonight. She took her marinated chicken out of the fridge and tossed it into a pan with some oil, tossed on two pots of water –one for mashed potatoes and other for green beans- and turned on the oven to roast some garlic. Kyle hated boxed mashed potatoes but when she was pressed for time, she didn’t have a choice. As long as she tossed some garlic or something in it, he never knew the difference. While the food was cooking, she ran around the apartment to make sure that everything was in its place. It was rare that their apartment was messy but she didn’t want to make any chances.

After flipping the chicken, tossing her green beans in the pot, salting her potato water and throwing the garlic in a foil bed in the oven, she ran to take a quick shower. Over time, she managed to get her showers down to 3 minutes; it was really beneficial when she had seconds to spare. She lotioned up, threw on her towel and checked her food before getting dressed. Two minutes later she was plating her chicken and green beans and putting the finishing touches on the mashed potatoes. She straightened up the kitchen and started setting the table. By the time Kyle’s key was in the door, the food was on the table and she was pouring him a drink.

“I told that n**ga he was gonna get caught! What she say?” he said into his phone.

He walked past Mariah and dropped his jacket in her hand. She hung it up while he sat down and started eating.

“Stupid. Yeah, I’m at the crib. Aight yo, I’ll hit you up later.” He hung up the phone and Mariah watched on from the side.

“Babe,” he said.

Her eyes lit up, wondering what he was gonna say.

“Come suck my d***.” He didn’t even look up from his plate.

Her face dropped. That was not what she wanted to hear.


“What? I had a long day at work, I need to relax. Come suck my d***.”

What about her day at work? He never seemed to be concerned about that. It was always about him and what he was going through. While she was in thought, she hadn’t noticed him walking over to her. He grabbed the back of her neck and squeezed.

“Did you not just hear me tell you to do something? Huh?”

“Yes,” she said as she winced in pain.

“Yes what?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Now do you wanna do this the easy way or the hard way tonight?”

She looked away from him and slowly dropped to her knees. She didn’t have a problem pleasing him, her issue was the way he spoke to her. She couldn’t remember the day that she was demoted to less than human.

When he finished, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and he finished his meal.

“What the f**k is this?!” he yelled from the kitchen.
“S**t,” she said to herself. “What did I forg…the box of mashed potatoes.”

She sighed and walked to the kitchen, trying to prepare herself for what was to come.

“Boxed mashed potatoes Mariah? You just thought I wasn’t gonna know?”

“Baby, I’m sorry. What was I supposed to do? I didn’t have time to make fresh mashed potatoes-“

“You always have some kind of excuse! I work all day, is it wrong for me to expect a decent home-cooked meal on the table?!”

He was always overreacting to something.

“No. Baby please stop yelling. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t tell me what to do in my own f**king house! If you lying to me about this, what else are you lying to me about? You f**king somebody else too?”

“What? I should be asking you the same thing!”

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth. Before she knew it, he had punched her in the stomach.

“You really lost your mind today haven’t you? Raising your voice at me in my house…”

She knew he was yelling but she couldn’t hear what he was saying. She was too busy thinking about how she got to this point. How did the man she loved become this person?


“Oh my goodness, you think we should call the cops?”

“No, they always argue like that,” <a href="">Rider</a> said to his latest night time excursion. “Now, where were we?” he asked as he kissed her and put his key into the lock.

“I was telling you about how flexible the yoga classes I’ve been taking have made me.”

She grabbed her foot and lifted her leg straight up over her head. Rider smiled seductively and turned the key. He was gonna put her flexibility to the test.


he did cuz she wanted baby
thats hes way of "fixing things" i just hope they are ready for he or she to come in
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Well, nothing much changed in the next couple of weeks- except the sex. Mariah and Rider went from waiting and going slow to getting it in everyday. Mariah soon found herself in a sticky situation.
"I'm freaking out Kira!" Mariah yelled into the receiver.
"Calm down Mo. How late are you?" Kira asked. "It could just be a faulty test."
Mariah sat down and looked at the calendar in front of her.
"I don't know, two maybe three weeks. I took 4 of them Kira, they're all positive." She dropped her head onto the table. "Why is this happening to me?"
"Nothing is really official until you go to the doctor. It could still be nothing. I have an appointment Monday, you can come with me."
"...what do you think Rider's gonna say?" Mariah asked, biting her lip.
Kira looked through the kitchen doorway at Rider, slumped into the couch.
"We'll deal with that when we get there," she said. "Everything's gonna be fine Mo, i promise."
Mariah nodded her head, trying to convince herself.
"Thanks Kir. Look, don't say anything to Rider ok?"
"You got my word."
"Ok, I'll call you later."
They hung up and Kira walked into the living room.
"What she say?" Rider asked.
Kira didn't say anything, just sat down and continued to stare at him.
"Come on Kira."
"Rider, this is what you came over here to talk about. I don't have to tell you what she said."
He rubbed his head and put his hat on, fiddling with the brim.
"I f*cked up Kir."
"It happens Rider, accidents happen. Now you just gotta wait and see what cards you're dealt."
"Yeah, accidents happen but this...this wasn't an accident."
"What?" She hoped he wasn't saying what she thought he was saying. He couldn't be.
He leaned back on the couch and put his hat over his face.
"I did it on purpose."
"Did what on purpose?"
"You know what I'm saying Kira."
"No, no I don't. And I'm hoping that what you're really saying isn't as bad as what I'm thinking."
"I got her pregnant on purpose Kira!" he yelled as he stood up, arms out. "Aight?"
Kira's jaw dropped.

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When they got home, Mariah went to her room and cried quietly.
"You crying Mo?" Rider asked as he walked in.
"No." She wiped her face and walked past him.
He grabbed her hand.
"I'm fine Rider!" He looked at her, surprised that she yelled. She looked at the ground. "Let me go...please," she said softly.
He backed off and she went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. When she got in, she continued to cry. She couldn't stop no matter how hard she tried.
Rider listened to her outside of the door. He hated when a woman cried. He knew what he had to do.
He went into the bathroom, undressed and got into the shower with her. He stood behind her and kissed her shoulder.
"Let me fix it, Mo," he whispered.
"You can't Rider," she said, barely looking over her shoulder at him. "No one can."
He turned her around and the pain in her face broke his heart. He kissed under her eyes, trying to wipe her still flowing tears away.
"I can," he said before kissing her. He worked his way down her neck and placed small kisses on her chest. "Let me help." He kissed down her arm and kissed each one of her fingers before holding her hand to his cheek. "Please Mo. Let me make it better." He rubbed her hips.
She nodded her head, finally giving in. She placed her other arm around his shoulder and he picked her up, pressing her back to the wall. He gripped her hips and entered her slowly and methodically. He wanted to make sure that each stroke dried her tears, each bite brought her pleasure and each kiss reminded her that he would do anything to make her happy.

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Mariah watched all of the guests interact with Kira at her baby shower. While she was very happy for Kira, it was hard for her not to think of the babies she lost. Kira noticed that she'd been off to herself for most of the day so she went over to check on her.
"How you doing Mo?" she asked.
Mariah forced a smile and replied "Fine."
"I really appreciate you doing this for me Mariah, but i know it had to be hard for you. Why don't you go home and get some rest?"
"I'm ok Kira. I wanna be here for you."
"Girl, you have been here for me. Go home." She tapped her hand reassuringly. "I already texted Rider, he's on his way."
They managed to hug before Kira was pulled back to the festivities. Mariah gathered her things and waved goodbye before she went outside to wait for Rider. He was there, leaning on the car, waiting for her.
"You wanna go somewhere?" he asked as he pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head.
She shook her head.
"No. Let's just go home."
He lifted her chin with his finger and kissed her nose and then her lips. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and rested his forehead on hers.
"I love you," he said.
"Love you too." She pecked his lips before pulling away from him and getting in the car.
Earlier in the day, while he was helping her set up, he knew she'd have a hard time. He tried to stay, she told him no. He tried to take her back, she told him no. He had to find a way to fix it.

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Rider and Mariah drove to the restaurant smiling, holding hands.
“I definitely missed that,” Rider said.
Mariah smiled.
“Me too,” she said.
“It was better right?” he asked. “Different. Not like the last time.”
“It was definitely better. Maybe ‘cause I didn’t have any guilt to deal with…”
Rider’s smiled faded a little. He had finally stopped thinking about that situation. He unlocked their fingers and placed his hand on the steering wheel.
Mariah felt bad about saying it. She shifted in her seat and wondered what she should do. She opened her mouth to say something but he spoke first.
“We’re good baby,” he said.
“Then why’d you let go of my hand?”
“I can’t pretend that it doesn’t still make me feel some type of way.”
“But you guys found out that we didn’t sleep together-“
“That wasn’t even what bothered me the most Mo. I told you. You lied to me.”
“Are you never gonna let that go?” she asked.
“Yeah, but nothing happens overnight.”
She remembered when he said he didn’t care about it anymore, that he wanted their relationship to get back to where it was. How was that going to happen if he wasn’t really over it?
“…do you trust me Rider?”
“Then why are you still bringing that up? If you still trust me, that shouldn’t bother you anymore.”
“D*mn Mo, what do you want me to do? Huh? Act like it never happened? I can’t do that.”
“So you’re gonna hang it over my head forever? Cause that’ll mean that you don’t trust me like you say you do. And if that’s the case, we shouldn’t be together.”
Rider sighed and pulled the car over.
“Look Mariah, this whole relationship thing is still new to me, aight? I’ve never been in a situation where a woman that I really cared about hurt me, I’m still trying to learn how to deal with it. I’m sorry if anything I’ve said has made you feel like we shouldn’t be together, ‘cause that’s not the case. I want you, I want this. But you just gotta give me some time to work it out. I love you, aight?”
She nodded her head and he leaned over and kissed her before pulling off. She noticed that he didn’t say he trusted her again and she wanted to ask him about it but she hated that they were already fighting again but she decided to leave the issue alone. For that moment anyway.

More tomorrow.
Now let's see, should I go for seven this time? about the more runs I get, the longer the add?
lol, run it y'all.

Mariah woke up the next morning and Rider was gone. She texted him before showering and getting ready for her day; she had to go to the restaurant and help out her uncle.
As she was heading out the door, Rider was walking up the pathway.
“Where you going baby?” he asked.
“To the restaurant,” she replied. “Where were you?”
“I went for a run, needed to clear my head a little. Is your uncle picking you up?”
“No, I was going to take the bus.”
“That’ll take forever. I’ll give you a ride, just let me get cleaned up.”
They went back inside and Rider showered and dressed. When he was done, he found Mariah asleep on her bed. He slid behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
“Is it time to go?” she asked softly.
“Nah, we got some time.”
She rolled over and moved closer to him. She smiled when she felt his heartbeat; she missed it. She’d only been back two days and this was the first time that they really cuddled. She’d cuddled with Victor but she didn’t get the same feeling as when she cuddled with Rider. With Victor, it was more about comfort and necessity. With Rider, it was about intimacy, connection, satisfaction.
He played in her hair and she rubbed his back. He rolled her over and climbed on top of her, kissing her deeply.
“I thought we were taking it slow,” she said when he pulled away.
“We can start that tomorrow. I need to make love to my girl.”

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