SILLY WOMAN NO MORE

Follow how a Queen gets her footing, after having a long life, of not thinking, and succumbing to being a silly woman for men. When she believed she had it all together, all under control... Just because she was educated, had her own business, own home, car, and she paid all of her own bills. Believing she did not need a man for anything. She believed she was strong, and had it going on... She loved herself, and knew her worth... Until...until she had a rude awakening to some real hard truth. It took her going through some real life shit... Men after men, thought they were in "the relationship", and not until then, did she realize she was being a silly woman... and she was a firm believer, when you know better, you do better... Then and only then... can the real celebration begin... The silly woman no more, now she's ready to retire the silly behavior... She realizes whose and Who she is, from the depth of her soul... A woman of God. A Queen in her own right... Oops she let that crown slip... She has begins to understand her purpose, and starts to really value her peace of mind, she regains her rightful place within, as she decides to live life on her terms and in peace.

She is not just one woman, she is a representation of many women, who get caught up, fall in love, step into situationships with her intelligence turned off, instead of walking in love, with their heart and eyes open. As well as having their intelligence turned on. When she is the Silly Woman no more, her mindset changes. What she values, has been made clear, her standards and her boundaries are set and she is standing firm on them .

THE SILLY WOMAN FIGHTS OVER MEN.

Rashone was working hard all week, she had many deadlines to meet. Business really picked up over the past year. Which was a wonderful thing, and there was money to be made if she was going to become this successful owner of Advanced Courier Express. She knew there was lots of money to made, and she was determined to make it. She just had to stay focused, and keep the clients happy with on time deliveries..

RaShone started this business with her ex-boyfriend James about five years ago. He was the driver and she ran the day-to-day operations of the business. He was a pretty bag of rocks, but he knew his stuff when it came to trucks, and knowing the trucking industry. They started out with one van. Then, within 6 months they had over 6 trucks, 10 drivers and a few contract workers. Business was doing really good. James and RaShone were happy and blissfully in love. Well that is what RaShone thought. As she spent countless hours building the company. Getting loads, getting clients, securing great contracts with vendors and distribution companies. They had regular routes, and were able to keep the employees, contractors and the business in the black. Money was being made, and it felt great.

Everything was going good, until that day two years ago when RaShone came home early from work because she was not feeling well. James was supposed to be working his route. When she pulled up to the house, she saw two cars in her driveway. One was James’ car and the other car, she did not know who it belonged to. So as she walked inside the house, she heard it. She paused, for a few seconds when she realized this motherfucker was having sex with another woman in the house they lived in together! No correction, inside of her house, she bought the house and allowed James to move in with her once they started getting serious with each other. She wanted to spend more time with him and since he was living from one friend's home to the next, she thought it was best to allow him to move in with her. That way she could have a better tab on him. She thought it was better than him living from one place to the next.

RaShone walked in her room and saw James hitting it from behind. He had the trick in the bathroom bent over the sink fucking her. When he saw RaShone he panicked and stopped as he slid out of the trick, he wasn’t even wearing a rubber, no damn protection. That infuriated RaShone. She could not believe, not only was this low down dirty dog fucking a bitch in her house, he was raw doggin her. RaShone composed herself for a second. Then began swinging on the female. RaShone was beating her ass, while she was butt naked on the bathroom floor. James was trying to break up the fight, well it was not really a fight because RaShone was tearing that ass up. The trick was laid out on the floor. Her nose and mouth were bleeding, as both were bust wide open. James got RaShone off the girl, he was begging for her to let him explain. What was there really to explain? She caught him fucking another woman in her house in the bathroom inside her bedroom! RaShone began crying and throwing any and everything she could get her hands on at him. He had to grab her, wrestle her to the floor, and held her down because she was out of control with rage.

RaShone wore herself out, and with James’ heavy weight on her, she could not fight any longer. She just stopped and began crying. James tried holding her in his arms. RaShone almost allowed him to hold her until she saw the woman laid out cold on her bathroom floor. Then she began screaming. Get the fuck out, get the fuck out my house and take your bitch with you. Get your shit, get your shit and get out. James knew he needed to leave at that point, because nothing would be resolved at that moment because she was irate. James went to help the woman up. He was trying to get her up. He could not believe RaShone beat this woman unconscious. It was hard getting her up. She was out cold. He got her up, picked up his clothes. Then gathered the woman's stuff. He tried to put her stuff on so he could at least carry her out of the house. That's when RaShone calmly said in the most dangerous tone. You can not dress your bitch in my house. You and this bitch got 3.6 seconds to get the fuck out my house or you will both be carried out by the coroner’s office. James looked as RaShone was on her feet in her room with her gun in her hand. James was not willing to take a chance with her. He knew she was hot and was nice with a gun. He just picked up their stuff and scooped the chick up, carried her out of the house and put her in his car, and drove off down the street. Then he ran back, jumped in the woman’s car and drove it to where he had parked his car.

James did everything to wake her up. He began saying her name. ”Karen, Karen, get up, wake up Karen. Please be okay.” She began moaning as she was waking up and gaining consciousness. She looked at where she was, still in a daze, she felt her face, then looked at her hand and saw all the blood. Her nose and mouth were both hurting real bad. She looked down while laying in the back seat of James' car. She saw she was half naked. She jumped up. What the fuck just happened. James said, “she came home. She wasn’t supposed to be home for at least another three hours”. Karen looked at him and said, “you let a bitch put her hands on me. You let yo bitch do this to me”. She couldn’t believe this, she was frantically looking for her clothes. Where is my stuff, give me my stuff. He handed her her clothes. She saw her purse and car keys on the front passenger seat. She did not even try to put her clothes on, she just grabbed her stuff and jumped out the car. She saw her car parked in front of his. She wasn’t even sure where the fuck she was. She jumped in her car and just drove off. James was calling her name as she shot into the oncoming traffic almost causing an accident . James just got back in his car. He sat in the same spot for several hours. He did not have anywhere to go. He felt fucked up. Because he put Karen in harm's way and he hurt RaShone. James knew it was not going to be easy convincing her to take him back. But he was confident she would. After cursing and carrying on, she will be mad for a few days and if she doesn’t hear from him, she will reach out. He was sure of this. Women just want to be loved and dicked down, so he thought..

RaShone was in the house livid and hurt. She began cleaning up the mess in the bathroom. She had stopped while looking in the mirror at herself. “How did you let this happen to you again? You let another man in your life, into your home, and he fucks someone else in your house!” Trusting another piece of shit, of a man. What the hell is wrong with me? No what is wrong with him? Why would he disrespect me like this, when I've done nothing but help build him up. He had nothing when we met. Nothing. I wanted to see him grow. Into something. I invested my money and time into this negro, and this is how he repays me. Hell if he wanted to cheat… Okay but why bring the bitch into my home? RaShone could not leave the mirror. She looked for something that read on her forehead, Silly Woman. She couldn’t see it anywhere. Then her heart began to break. She started to cry and wondered what was wrong with her. Why would James want to hurt her like this? Was she not enough? She just wondered what was wrong with her, to make him want to cheat on her?

She finished cleaning the bathroom and almost forgot why she was home so early in the first place. She was not feeling well. She wanted to take some medicine so she could get back to work tomorrow feeling better. RaShone grabbed the cold medicine from the cabinet and prepared to take it so she could sleep. As she was about to lie down, she thought, what if they were in my bed fucking. She pulled the sheets, comforter, and pillows off her bed. Went into the linen closet and got some clean new sheets. She then went into the bathroom and got the Lysol, sprayed her bed down, made up the bed so she could take her ass to sleep. Before closing her eyes, she locked her doors and put chairs under the door knobs of the front, back and garage door. She did not want James coming into her house ever again. She made a mental note to change her locks first thing in the morning because she was not feeling well and was too exhausted to do it now. RaShone got on her knees to say a quick prayer before retiring for the night.

RaShone laid in her bed and trying to sleep she tossed and turned. She could not sleep. She looked at her phone again. Still no call from James. He didn’t even call to check on her. He didn’t apologize, nothing. She could not believe the nerve of him. She kept wondering why hasn’t he called, is he still with that bitch? Was she more important than me? He would stay with her and not come check on me. RaShone sat up in bed looking, contemplating if she should call him. She felt she deserved an explanation as to why he would do that to her. Why would he hurt and betray her like this? RaShone was really upset and wanted to fight again. She wanted to find the bitch and beat her up again, for being in her house fucking her man. Then she thought about it and realized she would then be fighting a woman over a man. Though the earlier ass whooping was not over a man but for being in her house.

RaShone began texting James because she could not sleep and she really wanted answers. She thought he owed it to her, plus he needed to come get all his shit out of her house. As she sat there and wrote a whole damn book of a text message, she read it over and just deleted the whole text, then shut off her phone, she thought… lay your ass down and just go to sleep.

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Karen made it home and was in so much pain. She could not believe what James had gotten her into. How could he have her come to this woman’s house, knowing she could possibly be coming home. Karen knew she should have not gone, but James assured her, RaShone would be working all day. Since this wasn’t the first time Karen had been over to the house, fucking James in the her bed. All she did was spend hours of her time at the office, everything was more important to her than her tending to him. What did she expect a good man like him to do? Just sit on the sidelines and wait for her to realize or see all greatness in the good man she had. Hell he was great in bed, had good looks, body, and his money was right. Why would she just leave him hanging? Karen couldn’t understand. As she sat in the parking lot of her apartment complex, trying to get out of her car. Her head was hurting so bad, she had to compose herself before just hopping out of the car, and going into the apartment. Then she realized she was still half dressed and needed to cover up before trying to walk into her apartment. She looked around and saw a sweater in the back seat of the car. It was long enough to cover her up. She put the sweater on, looked at herself in the mirror and saw dry blood all over her face. She couldn’t walk in the house looking like this, how would she explain to Jasmine. Hell she couldn’t even make sense of it herself. While sitting in the car she began searching the parking lot. She did not see Jasmine’s car. So maybe she wasn’t home. Karen dug in her glove compartment and got some napkins out and poured her water on them. She began to wipe her face. She looked at herself in the mirror while doing so,tears began to roll down her face. She cleaned up as much as she could with the napkins. She did one more look over of the parking lot, before getting out of her car.

She opened the door, stood up, and began walking quickly toward her apartment. She had her phone and keys in hand, as she rushed to get inside the apartment. Hoping she wasn't seen by anyone. Since it was dark, she believed there was a good chance she was undetected by anyone.

Karen made it inside the house and to her surprise as soon as she unlocked the door Jasmine was in the living room with company. Karen was shocked, so she put her head down and headed straight to her room with her head down, without speaking to anyone. As she approached her bedroom door. Jasmine spoke. Karen said, “give me a few, I got to use the bathroom, be right back”. She went inside her room and locked the door. She stood with her back against the door as she slid down to the floor, tears began to roll down her face. She could not believe this bitch had done this to her. As Karen sat on the floor silently crying, she began to devise a plan to get this bitch back, she could not get away with doing this to her. Karen thought about a payback, she decided RaShone will not get away with this, no matter how long it takes, she will pay for this.

There was a knock on the door. Karen froze, as she did not want to talk to Jasmine right now and she did not want Jasmine to see her face either. She was not ready to explain the events of this evening.

Karen got up and went into her bathroom. She took several selfies. She needed to document the bruises all over her face. She turned on the shower so she could clean herself up. She looked at her phone and saw all the missed calls and text messages from James. She semi smiled, seeing all those messages and missed calls made her feel that he really does care about her. Why else would he be trying so hard to reach out. Karen’s heart was now warm, even though she had not read the messages yet she knew he was sorry, she knew he wanted her to be okay.

Karen finished showering, immediately after getting out she listened to her messages and read her text. Just as she thought, he was sorry and he really cared about her. She knew he cared by the way he made love to her. How could a man, have sex with a woman the way he did with her, mind you, with no protection, if he didn’t love her or at least care about her.

Karen decided she was not going to call James back this evening. She was going to clean up, and focus on what she was going to do, moving forward. She needed to get some rest, she was exhausted, and just needed some good sleep. Before getting into bed, she had to get an ice pack for her face, to help prevent swelling. She just didn’t want to come out of her room and be ambushed with a thousand questions by Jasmine. Karen knew she really needed that ice for her face. She looked at her face once again in the mirror, and knew there was no way to hide all this. As soon as she steps foot out her room, to go into the kitchen she would have to walk past Jasmine who would most likely be sitting in the living room. Jasmine will see her face and begin asking questions..

Karen thought fuck it, I need that ice. She walked out of her room and made a beeline straight to the kitchen and went into the freezer. Took out the ice trays, got a sandwich bag, and put the ice in the bag and began walking back to her room. As she walked out the kitchen, she could hear Jasmine in her room. She was getting busy, which was a great thing. That meant she was gonna be too busy, to bother her for the night. Karen went back to her room and locked her door. She wrapped the ice in a towel and laid on her bed and contemplated calling James. But she changed her mind again. She thought it was better to get some rest and deal with this shit tomorrow. Karen went to sleep. Tomorrow will be a different day.

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HE’S SO SORRY

James slept in his car at the gas station. He had no place to go last night. Karen was not answering his calls. He tried calling and texting because he wanted to make sure she got home safe. Plus he needed a place to rest his head for the night. So all his messages were apologetic, yet not returned. He knew calling RaShone would be a bad idea. He knew to wait at least a few days, before trying to fix anything with her.. Plus she is liable to shoot him, if in her presence, and he was not willing to risk his life, not tonight. He knew he fucked up by letting Karen come to the house. This is a decision he will live to regret for a long time. Well that is until he could convince one of them to take him back. James figured Karen would be the easier of the two to break for now. So he kept trying to reach her. He figured she’d try to ignore him for a little while, then she’d want answers as well, and answer his call or respond to one of his texts. He just had to play it cool for the time being. He knew one of them would give in, he just wasn’t sure who would first. James just knew he had a way with the women. He knew they would let him back into their lives. They just had to play hard to get for a few. But he knew it wouldn't last long. Patience is all he needed.

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Karen woke up to a knocking on her bedroom door. She did not want to answer, she needed a little more sleep. Her whole body was in so much pain, it felt as if she was hit by a Mack truck. The towel was on her face but the ice was completely melted and it was now just water in the baggie. She lay in bed, silently until she heard the knocking stop. She was very quiet, even holding her breath. She listened in total silence. Waiting for the knocking to stop and Jasmine to go away. Again she wasn’t up for all the questions she was in for, once Jasmine saw her face. So Karen planned to avoid her as much and as long as she possibly can.

The knocking stopped, she heard her walking away, while talking to someone else in the house. Telling them. “she’s not answering, I am not sure if she’s home, or sleeping, her door is locked”. Karen could not make out the voice on the other side of the door. It sounded like a female, but was not sure who it was. Karen was curious and thought to answer the door but as she got up and saw her face in the mirror she decided not to. Her lip was swollen and there was a split from the right nostril to the top of her lip. Karen looked close up and thought she might need to go to the doctor, she might need a stitch or two. At this point Karen knew she could not hide because she was really looking fucked up. She began to get super angry. Her face was fucked up. This was bound to leave a scar. Now she was ready to fuck this bitch up, even more.

Karen picked up her phone and called James. She was now super pissed with him for putting her in this predicament. How did she allow this to even happen? She thought. As the phone was ringing Karen had mixed emotions floating around in her head. She was full of rage, anger, and pain. She listened to the phone ring for what seemed forever. The call went to voicemail, and Karen hung up without leaving a message. She was gonna text, but again followed her instincts saying, “nah don’t text him.”

She began wondering, where could he be at this present moment? Did he go back to her house? Did he go back begging, with his dick between his legs like some lap dog. These thoughts were making Karen’s head hurt even more. She knew she needed to go to the hospital to get checked out. She went into her bathroom to shower again though she showered before going to sleep. She felt dirty; and needed another thorough washing. She got up, got dressed and prepared herself to leave the house so she could go to the hospital.

As Karen walked out of her room her cell phone began ringing and it was James ringtone. She did not see Jasmine so she rushed out the door before she could come out and see her. She answered the phone but did not say anything immediately, as she closed and locked the door she said “hold on Babe”. Walked to her car and once she was inside she started up the car, put on her seat belt and pulled out. She did not want Jasmine to come out of the house to try and catch her. As she began driving she put her phone on the holder and had James on the car Bluetooth. She then began to speak.

Karen: hello, what's up James.

James: Hey sweetie how are you, I tried calling you all night to check on you, I am glad you answered my call. I am so sorry for what happened. I never thought this would happen. I did not expect her to come home so early. I am so sorry.

Karen: Sorry you allowed this bitch to fuck me up?. I didn’t even have a fair chance to defend myself. Now I am on my way to the hospital because, I might need stitches in my fucking face. How could you let this happen to me? So I ask again, what are you sorry for?

James: Sweetie I did not expect her to come home that early. You know first hand how late she’s been working and not paying me any attention. I am so sorry, I broke it up as soon as she started hitting her. You fell and hit your face on the side of the tub. I got you out of the house as fast as I could. I was trying to dress you instead of getting you out naked. But she pulled out on me, so I had to just get us both out of the house as fast and safely as possible. Please forgive me sweetie, I am really sorry. You said you are on your way to the hospital, what hospital? If you want I could meet you there.

Karen smiled because him volunteering to meet her there was enough to prove he really does want to be with her. He was not lying when he said it was me he wanted. Her smile faded as she wondered where he slept last night.

Karen: So where did you sleep last night? I called you and you did not answer.

James: I slept in my car, when you called I was at a gas station washing up. I wouldn’t dare go back to her house, she is liable to kill me. I don’t have shit. I ran out of there so fast I left my wallet, and all my shit. I just grabbed my shoes and clothes that were on the floor. I am not sure how I am gonna get my stuff but I will worry about that after making sure you're okay. What hospital are you going to? I will meet you there, I'm already in my car. I am not going to the office today. I think I need to lay low for a little bit.

Karen: I’m going to the urgent care near my house, the one right down the street. I am pulling up to it now.

James: Okay I will be there in a few, on my way now, I should be there within the next 30 minutes.

They hung up and James sped up so he could make it to the Urgent Care to be with Karen. He smiled because he knew she would forgive him. He thought it would be a little more resistance but it’s all good. He thought. As he made his way to Urgent Care.

Karen went inside the Urgent Care. When she approached the front desk the woman’s eyes widened… “Oh baby, what happened to your pretty face”? She got up to look closer at Karen’s wounds. “Looks like you might need a few stitches”. Karen just gave her an I know look. The woman gave Karen a clipboard and pen with some forms to fill out. Karen took the forms and walked over to a corner to fill out the forms, with her insurance information. While she was completing the forms James walked into the building. Karen waved him over to her direction. He approached her, and covered his mouth when he saw her face. He could not believe RaShone fucked her up that bad. Her face was jacked up. He had to compose himself before he said anything. He did not want to come off as insensitive. But her face… Wow was all he could think. Karen instantly felt insecure about her appearance and wished she did not let him come.

James gently touched her face and said again. “ I am so sorry this happened, sweetie, I really am sorry, I didn’t do a better job protecting you from this happening”. Karen touched his hand while it was on her face, and kissed his hand. “I know you are, and I forgive you.. I know you did all you could to protect me from that bitch, but she will definitely pay for what she has done to me, you mark my words, she will pay”.

James just pretended he did not hear what she just said, because he knew for a fact Karen did not want to fuck with RaShone because that smoke she was never gonna be ready for. RaShone is really no joke with her hands and she is licensed to carry and will take this bitch out. James just let her talk her shit for now, he didn’t want to agitate Karen at the moment. So he just let her talk her good shit.

The nurse called Karen’s name and James was about to follow when the nurse asked him to wait for Karen in the waiting area. Karen nodded her head and she went alone to the back..

As soon as they were out of sight the nurse asked Karen, “do you need help, are you being abused”? Karen looked shocked, she said “ Nooooo this happened by a girl I had a fight with yesterday, though it was because of him which is a long story. I am not up for talking about it with a stranger, I just need to get my face checked out. Do you think I’m gonna need stitches? The nurse began cleaning the wounds with saline, and it was burning like crazy. Karen endured the pain, more like the sting. The nurse did whatever it was she had to do. She said, “no we’re not gonna have to stitch you, just put on some butterfly closures on your upper lip”. Karen wanted to know if it was gonna leave a scar on her. The nurse looked closely at her face. “No it should heal pretty good, keep the bandage clean and change at least three times a day and put this ointment on”. She handed Karen several packets of ointment, “you should be good as new within a week or two, depending on how your skin heals, I would recommend using some cocoa butter or aloe once the cut closes”. She handed Karen a prescription for some pain meds. She gently touched Karen’s shoulder while handing her the prescription and a card for domestic violence. She said “if you need help it's available just call”. Karen did not say a word she just took the stuff and left. As she was walking to the lobby where she left James, she could not believe this woman thought he did this to her. She was so far off and wrong.

As Karen walked through the double doors she did not see James in the lobby. She thought maybe he went to the restroom so she sat down for a few, then realized he was not in the restroom. She called him and the phone went straight to voicemail. Now she was confused. Where the fuck did he go. She called his phone once again and again it went to voicemail, this time she left a message. “I am not sure where the fuck you went but that’s just foul, you leaving me like this, call me back I am going to head back to my house. They gave me some medication, so I am going to fill my prescription, go home and probably get some rest as I am still in pain and my body is tired. Please call me back.

Karen made it to the pharmacy, had her prescription filled, then she headed home and still haven't heard back from James. She was not sure what just happened, and while still sitting in her car she was confused as to why he would leave without even a word and to not have even called or texted thus far. That was odd to her, but nevertheless very disrespectful and inconsiderate. Karen was now pissed. She began getting out of the car and had forgotten about what her face looked liked and walked inside the house and boom. Jasmine sitting smack dead on the couch, arms crossed lips twisted up, with attitude written all over her face. Karen thought, fuck, why is she still home.

Jasmine saw Karen’s face and the attitude look quickly changed to concern, mixed with disapproval. “What happened to you, are you okay sis, what happened”? Karen was embarrassed, especially after this recent bullshit stunt James just did. “I had a fight with this bitch last night, she caught me slipping. I fucked up. I just know once my face heals I’m gonna check that bitch, I swear on my life. Aint no bitch ever gonna get away with doing this shit to me, ever”.

Jasmine was now looking in shock. “A fight, a fight, what the hell were you fighting for, when and where did this happen? Is that why you avoided me all last night and this morning too for that matter? What the hell Karen? Who is this bitch?” Karen closed the door and said, “yes this is why I avoided you because I knew it would be a thousand questions and I was not in the mood, plus I was in so much pain, I was embarrassed, hell I’m still embarrassed this even happened. I allowed myself to be put in such a messed up situation. Right now I need to get something to eat so I can take these pain meds, because my body is rocked and I am still super tired. I’m just coming from the urgent care because I thought I might need stitches, thank goodness that’s not the case. They just bandaged me up and gave me some ointment, bandages, and sent me on my way. Now here I am. Looking stupid as fuck. All for a nigga that”…. Karen paused because she really did not intend to give that much information. She already knew Jasmine hated James. Karen never understood why nor did she ask any questions other than, did she fuck him, and when her response was no Karen did not want to hear or know any more.

Jasmine genuinely was concerned for her friend, because one, she really looked like she got fucked up, by several people, not just one person. She gently touched Karen on the face and asked, “what do you mean, afterall a nigga what? Karen sat quiet for a moment, while she searched Jasmine’s eyes, she wasn't sure how to approach this. Should she be honest or save face and give her a PG version of the incident. Karen knew she was dead wrong for fucking this man, in this woman’s house, and she knew exactly what she was doing, and if the roles were reversed she would have probably handle the situation the exact same way this woman handled it.

Jasmine could see the wheels turning in Karen’s eyes. She just wanted her to be honest. She did not want to be judgmental of her situation. Though in the back of her mind she knew it was probably over this no good nigga she hated. He is a known cheater, and womanizer. She had a friend that was dating him for years and she could not understand why her friend stayed with him, especially when he did not have anything to offer but as her friend would say, Good dick and a hell of a cunninlingus game. Which to Jasmine was never enough to allow a man to cheat and disrespect you.

Karen decided to be honest and explain everything that happened and she did not leave out any details. Once she finished telling Jasmine everything. Jasmine hugged and held onto her friend and roommate tightly. Then she whispered in her ear, “Are you alright?” Karen shook her head, and began crying. Jasmine just held her. Pondering if she should say anything. Because as she listened to the story she immediately knew the woman was RaShone who was also her friend. She just thought they broke up. Plus she had not talked to RaShone in years. Jasmine thought, guess she took him back after that last incident. She just shook her head. Then understood why Karen looked like she got jumped. RaShone was cute and all but not one to really fuck with, she was borderline crazy, yet was a very sweet, loving and giving person.

Jasmine sat back on the couch and said, “I hope this is enough to make you leave this man alone”. Karen began to conjure up an excuse, and Jasmine cut her off in mid stream. Look, you are a grown woman and will do what is best for you. So I am going to tell you this. I know James, girl. Remember when you first started rocking with him. I told you I did not like him. You asked if I fucked him, when I said no. You never wanted to hear anymore. I guess that's all that mattered. But he was fucking with my friend, and he continued to hurt and cheat on her. She and I did not have a fall out or anything we just drifted and went our separate ways and haven’t had contact in a few years. But I never cared for James. He knew this, I guess that’s why he would never come around here. He did not want to face me. Karen was shocked.. “Ooh so you know this bitch that did this to me? She is gonna pay, I promise that”. Jasmine stopped her again. Pay… She is paying, she just caught the man she has been with for six years fucking another woman in her house. You don’t think that shit is hurting her. I just hope she does not let him back after this. Karen was getting a little annoyed. What is Jasmine taking her side now? Jasmine read her mind. I am not taking sides, so please don’t think that. I just think you should leave this all alone, heal, and leave James alone as well. You deserve better. But you have to want better for yourself. You are a beautiful woman, with such a promising future don’t throw it away for a man that is not worthy of your treasures.. Think about it. Let that silly woman mentality go. You are much bigger than a Silly woman, fighting a woman because of a man.

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RaShone woke up after a restless night. When she went into her bathroom, memories began to flood her head. She was furious with herself. How could she have allowed this scumbag to do this to her again. She could not believe she just had to fuck some silly bitch up, in her bathroom, for fucking in her house. The level of disrespect was way beyond what RaShone could fathom. Why the hell would this man put her in a position where she could lose everything she has worked so hard to build. She was helping him as well. Thinking they were going to be this power team. With her being the brains of their operation handling the day to day duties. Him being the muscles handling the trucks, drivers, and the contractors. Why would he do her so dirty?. RaShone could not begin to imagine what this idiot was even thinking. It was one thing to be cheating and out here fucking bitches, but to bring the bitch to my home to fuck her in my house. A house he is not even on the deed. This piece of shit. RaShone walked back in her room and picked up her gun from under her pillow. as she slept with it close by, because if James would have come into her house last night, the police would have been locking her up.

RaShone had to drop to her knees to pray, because she knew only the good Lord himself, can help her right now. With all the anger and rage that was still filtering through her veins. Yesterday's ordeal was not just going to go away. How could it, there was so much at stake. Now she had to worry about this silly bitch trying to retaliate against her for what she had done. She had to be a grown up and not commit a homicide. RaShone just prayed and asked God to give her strength and help her through this situation. That went from bad to horrible within 5 minutes flat yesterday. She said a few more things in her prayers and said, Amen. Got up and called James against her better judgement. The phone rang maybe a half ring when he answered the phone. He was damn near whispering. She could barely hear him, so she wasn’t sure if it was him or the line, because she really could not hear the voice but knew the phone was answered.

RaShone said hello twice before she was able to finally hear his voice.

James: Hello, Hello… I’m here Baby, I’m here…

RaShone: Please don’t fucking baby me, you piece of shit. How can you do this? It’s one thing to be a lying cheater. But it’s a whole other beast to have a fucking bitch in my motherfucking house fucking her. How fucking dare you. I have a good mind to do some fucked up shit to you. James I helped you. I gave you chance after chance, to go your own way. If you didn’t want this relationship hell that’s fine. Nigga I can get dick anywhere. It’s not like you’re doing something I can’t do for my damn self. I helped you start this business. Right now I am about to fire your ass. From my life and the company.

James: Hold up, you can’t just take my company, that’s my company. Bitch you can’t fire me. I will fire your fucking ass.

RaShone: You are really as stupid as I thought you were. I was a silly woman for thinking I could help your non educated ass. Thought I could help uplift a black man. You're such a pretty bag of rocks. RaShone hung up the phone because she now needed to find someone to help take over James routes. She was really going to let him go completely. The company was all in her name. Everything. He was listed as an employee so he has no legs to stand on. He’s just like any regular employee, being terminated.

James called her back. RaShone decided not to answer his call. Her mind was made up. She will be terminating him. She needed to find a replacement fast. Her phone continued ringing. He was calling her back to back. She answered the last call.

RaShone: What James I have absolutely nothing to say to you. I am done.

James: I am sorry, I was wrong, I didn’t mean for things to happen that way. Please forgive me. I am sorry for calling you out your name. Please I am sorry. Forgive me.

RaShone: James I will never forgive you. I am killer mad right now. I would advise you to stay far away from me until I get this rage under control. I am liable to shoot you or this bitch on sight. So you better warn her if she’s coming for me she better come with a hell of a lot of heat. Because I will fire either one or both you motherfuckers up on sight after last night. I promise you this.

James: Bitch are you threatening me? I know you're not fucking threatening me.

RaShone: it’s never a threat, boo. A guaranteed promise. You can pick your shit up from the office tomorrow. Everything will be in the glad bags you came to my house with. I am done. I will have your last check ready for you on Friday. You are fired. Enjoy your life.

RaShone was about to hang up the phone when she heard him say.

James: Bitch don’t make me come over there and choke your ass. Don’t fuck with me. I said I was sorry. That bitch doesn't mean shit to me. Let’s talk. I am on my way. Can we talk?

RaShone muted her phone to appear as if she hung up. She heard a car door open then close. She assumed he was on his way to her home. Then she hung up.

RaShone began putting all of his stuff in trash bags. She put on some jeans and a tee shirt so she would have clothes on when and if he came to her house. She put her gun in the back of her and covered it with her tee shirt. Then went back to gathering all of his belongings.

She had gotten all his shit packed within 40 minutes. It wasn’t like he had a lot to begin with. RaShone really hoped and prayed he wouldn’t come to her house and cause her to do something she would regret. Like pop his ass.

Once she finished throwing his shit in the trash bags, she put them in front of her front door. She made sure the doors were still locked, and the chairs were still in place under the door knobs. She then walked back into her room and began tidying up, as she needed something to do, to keep her mind busy. RaShone made up her mind at that very moment, she was not going to talk to James. He had his chance to say something while on the phone. But no this bastard tried to base up. So he will learn today that the silly woman he has known for the past six years has retired. RaShone was done... stick a fork in her. Rashone was prepared for If and when he arrived, her plans were to call the police while he was at her house, if need be. Because she really did not want to go to jail for taking a life, but do not get it mistaken, she won't hesitate.

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While James was sitting in the waiting area waiting on Karen, he got a call from RaShone. He was so shocked to see her number pop up on his phone. He answered the phone with such hope. He really knew he would want to be with her over any other woman. He knew he messed up and he really and truly hoped her call was to say she was angry but willing to hear him out. Giving him the opportunity to apologize in person because he really was sorry.

After the conversation with RaShone, James was now pissed and he forgot all about Karen and jumped up to get in his car, he was going to drive to RaShone’s house because he was not about to allow her to take the business from him. Nah he was not gonna let things go down like that. Because this was his company, not hers. Who the fuck did she think she was talking to, talking about he is fired. She can’t just fire him. Was his thoughts. So he was going to her house so she could talk her good shit in his face.

James pulled up to RaShone’s house, and parked a little down the street from her house, where he could see the house but she could see him. He sat in his car, debating if he should just knock on the door or wait for her to come out the house, and walk up on her to talk. He shut the engine off and called her a few times and the call was going straight to voicemail. He became frustrated. He left a few messages telling RaShone to call him back. He was not sure if she was in the house since there was no car in the driveway. But that doesn’t mean she is not home, it is possible she parked in the garage which she normally does. He yelled in the car after hanging up again with no answer.

James wanted to knock on the door but he knew RaShone and knew she would be strapped. Even in the house she would be walking around with her gun on her. James just sat and waited. He had several calls from Karen. He was not worried about her right about now. Shit the only things she could give him was good pussy and great head. Hell she did not have her own place and her money was always funny. Which meant he would not be on the come up with her rather a sugar to shit situation. Which, he is now kicked the hell out of himself for. She texted him and apparently she is pissed again with him. Again he could not worry about her when RaShone was talking about taking everything from him, his livelihood was at risk right now. James was really confused and did not know what to do. He became angry with himself for even allowing himself to be in this position. He really didn't know what he was gonna do next.

So he sat for what seemed like hours waiting for her to either come out the house or answer the phone. While sitting silently all that time in the car, all kinds of thoughts were going through his head. He was mixed with thousands of different emotions. One he felt like a bitch stalking her house. He started to get some balls after all that time. He felt like fuck it, I’m a man, I’m going to the door and get my shit and if possilbe attempt to convince her to take him back and forgive his moment of stupity. Yeah, yeah…he had convinced himself he would work that angle.

James called her one last time with the hopes she would answer, before knocking on her door, as he wanted that to be the very last resort. The phone was actually ringing now. And to his surprise she answered the phone. Though she had a dry, annoyed tone.

RaShone: Hello

James: Baby can we please talk. Please let me come sit down and talk to you face to face.

RaShone: Nah I don’t believe that is safe for either of us. Right now I am super pissed, beyond any reasoning. Beyond your bullshit sweet talks and lies. I just need this situation over and done with.

James: But how do you think you could just take my business.

RaShone: Correction this is my business and I can hire and fire who I see fit. I saw fit to let you go. Now you can go find a new job, a new place to live and a new bitch. We will see how far you get. You had a great thing with me and you think you can just disrespect me and bring another woman in my home fuck her get caught and every thing will be peachy key.. Nah I’m sorry life does not work like that. There are consequences to your actions. So just go ahead back to where you lay your head last night and be happy. Because that’s exactly what I plan on doing.

James: Please let me explain. I told you I was sorry. I know I was wrong. I slept in my car last night because I had nowhere else to go. I didn’t stay at a female's house.

RaShone: Look that is none of my business where you slept, matter fact what you do from here on out is none of my business, as long as you stay the fuck away from me, my business, and my house. I am not wishing bad on you. I just wish you a farewell. This silly woman has just retired. All the things I allowed you to get away with in the past. Well... all of that is over, I am done pretending, and acting as if it's okay to turn my intelligence off in order to not rock the boat, trying to hold on to a man that wants to run the streets and worst disrespect me. I am the epitome of a damn good woman, and it’s truly a shame, I allowed myself, for too many years to forget my value. I almost let you but me on a clearance rake. Nah I am good boo. Best of luck in your future.

James: See you’re not listening. I already said sorry so many times. What did you expect me to do? You’ve been working all kinds of hours, when you come home, you’re too tired to make love to me. When I try to have a good conversation with you, it becomes an argument. You really pulled out of this relationship. I do love you and really fucked up and I can't apologize enough about the mistake I made. Please don’t just throw everything away.

RaShone began to get so angry, as she listened quietly to this him try to justify why he had another woman in her house, and fucking her. There were a few moments she was going to respond but bit her tongue and allowed him to finish spewing his bullshit. Because this time her mind was completely made up and there was absolutely no changing her mind. Not this time. So she sat in total silence as he spoke on and on. When he was finished with the dog and pony show he had just put on while talking. RaShone shut it down. She was surprisingly calm and cool.

RaShone: Look James I understand from the level you’re on why you would think something like this should or could be forgivable because you made a mistake, because of “MY” lack of commitment and communication with you. You felt, you as a man had no other choice but to bring another woman into my home and have sex with her in my house. Okay I understand and I get it. I am sorry I was busy building a company, trying to make it an enterprise for our future, you and I. I am so sorry, my thoughts were not on fucking you every night because “I” had to spend hours and nights getting contracts, contractors, drivers, and hiring competent employees to help run the day to day operations in the office, of a business that was built to help us work smarter and later not harder. Yet your focus was on fucking and getting your little feelings scratched by a little stray cat. I get it James. So let me make this crystal clear. I have no time in this stage of my life to deal with a man that has to play little boy games. A man that can’t see the importance of building up a foundation of a business in the beginning so later there would be greater days.

James: But I work and I bust my ass too.

RaShone: Yes as an employee. You work and give what is expected of a good employee. Not the fucking owner of the company. So I was stuck carrying the load. Yet right now at this very minute you still don’t get it or understand what I am saying to you. I understand my PhD level is too much for your GED level and I am sorry it took me six years to truly see this. I am not angry anymore James. I am good. I will be good, because I am a go getter. So my sincere advice to you. Take this situation as a hard learning lesson. I had too. I could lose everything I built, if that woman tries to press charges against me after what happened. Things could have gone so, so wrong, worse than it did. But you don’t seem to understand that, because it’s all about you. Get the fuck outta here. I am honestly done with the situation we once had. I pray you get your shit together and find a woman that will make you happy. Please hear me and please understand the words coming out of my mouth at this present moment. The Silly Woman Retires. You are fired, and life will continue to turn.. Best of wishes James.

James: I really do love you RaShone and again I am so sorry for what I’ve done. I really am. I just hope later on you will open your heart and forgive me. Because I know, just how wrong I was. Not sure what the future holds but I truly hope you will be a part of mine.

RaShone: I forgive you James. I honestly accept your apology. I am still hurt, but that too will pass. I am standing steadfast on my decisions. Your stuff can be available for you at the office tomorrow. Your check will be there as well. Let us not make this break harder than it has to be James. We both made mistakes and we both have to pay for each of our mistakes.

James: I still don’t understand what my business has to do with all of this. I really don’t. How do you just get to fire me?. I helped start this company. You didn’t do it all by yourself.

RaShone: I paid the fees, I did need the leg work, my name is on every piece of the business and yours is only listed as an employee, a driver. I am the one that busted my ass getting the company up and running. Yes you did a great just driving and completing your routes. Now your services are no longer needed.

James: So how are you just gonna fire me. You just said I was a good employee.

RaShone: Being insubordinate is grounds for removal. You were supposed to be working and doing your route yesterday. I thought you were working, but to my chagrin you were fucking a BITCH in my house. So yes those are grounds for termination. Not only from the job but my life as well. I am hanging up as I am done providing you my time. Pick your belongings and check up from the office tomorrow afternoon.

James: Are you home now.

RaShone: Nope. She then hung up the phone.

She texted her neighbor and asked if she could look outside her house to see if she saw James outside in the area. And if so to get back to her.

Her neighbor responded right away and said yes. I saw him when I came home a while ago, he’s been parked down the street for quite awhile now. Is everything alright, do you need me to contact the authorities? RaShone texted back. No, I am fine. I got it from here . Have a great day.

RaShone called the locksmith to have all of her locks changed. She changed the passwords to her garage combination and home surveillance. So he would not have any access. She texted one of her employees a driver that was cool. She asked him if he could come to her house to get James things and to bring them to the office so he could pick them up. RaShone began preparing for the retirement of the silly woman, she allowed herself to be one, for a man for so many years. Not anymore. Today the paperwork for retirement has been put in.

She could not help but to wonder whatever happened to the woman she beat up. RaShone thought damn she knows where I live. What if she tries to come back and retaliate. Or worse, call the police and they come and arrest her. RaShone prayed over the situation and wished things could have gone a lot different. Because she whooped the ass and there was blood everywhere in the bathroom.. Trickles from the bathroom to the front door. She really hated the fact she had to do that to another black woman. RaShone almost allowed herself to feel remorse when she thought.. Nah that bitch knew she was in a household that he shared with his woman. She didn’t have enough respect to at least say she wouldn’t fuck in the home. Well whatever the deed has been done. Bet she will think long and hard about being someone else's side chick. Just hopefully she too will allow the Silly Woman to retire within.

RaShone just knew she was tired. She knew it was time for her to stop, she was going to value her worth and was not going to allow herself to continue being a Silly Woman no more. She knew better, so now it was time for her to begin doing better. She was ready to show up as whole and complete version of who she is going to be. No more... No more will she continue to settle for the sake of having a man, or a piece of a man. She will now walk in her greatness with her intelligence turned on.