Devious Wives (AC)

Excerpt From My upcoming novel

Devious Wives

Layla walked over to her seat, heels clicking along the way, she looked around to see the population of the visiting room was majority black. Layla shook her head in distain, the smartest brothers, are behind these walls, she thought to herself. Layla plopped down in her chair, she opted to sit in the chair furthest to the wall so that she could see what was going on around her. She turned heads no doubt, but she never thought men would actually drool over her in front of their girlfriends, she watched the angry faces of various women being thrown her way, ugh she thought to herself, I hope none of these bitches try to get out of line, because I look to cute today for all that drama. So instead of her usual I wish a motherfucka would look, she politely smiled at everyone, staring and turned her head, she wasn’t in the mood and wanted to get this visit over with quickly as possible. Although she missed her husband terribly, the objective of this trip was strictly, business.

Layla watched her husband emerge from behind the steel bars, he looked like he had aged overnight, the sparkle in his eyes was long gone and placed with a look of dread and weariness.

Layla stood as he finally approached the table they hugged and kissed, more like friends than husband and wife.

Layla wanted to hold onto her husband for dear life, although he aggravated her deeply she still loved him, being in his arms again made what she was about to do slightly more difficult, but she felt she David had given her no other choice. Layla finally let her husband go and took her place in the small chair across from him, she watched him as he slowly set in the seat across from her.

Both of them sat in silence for a moment not knowing exactly what to say, Layla fiddled with her hands as she looked around at the other women visiting, loved ones. She saw a woman with a young boy, sitting on her lap, she was pretty latino girl, who looked like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Layla knew instantly that she did not want to be that young girl, and she knew deep in her heart that David was not capable of what they were accusing him of, but she played dumb all the same as she finally broke the silence. “So did you do it” she asked already knowing what the answer to this question was going to be.
David looked over his shoulder, as if his wife were asking someone else the question. He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but was able to keep his composure, he didn’t want to give the already hostile guards a reason to put the baton to his ass. They already hounded him enough when he first got to lockup, for his very smart mouth, although David was no slouch in the fighting department, he just wasn’t built for this life. He hated having to look over his shoulder at all times, he has only been locked up all of two days, and he was starting to feel overwhelmed, his pretty boys looks always caught the attention of unwanted eyes, and he did his best to avoid them. He knew there was no way in hell he would allow himself to become another man’s bitch, he would go down fighting first.

David slowly ran his fingers through his thick dark hair before he answered his wife “No Layla I did not do it,” he took a deep breath as he sanked further into his chair. As much as he wanted to cry out, he knew his current circumstances couldn’t allow him to do so, he definitely would be thrown to the wolves, he was only in county but in here it was almost as bad as being in prison, David’s first night there, he heard someone had been stabbed, and killed in the caferteria an hour before he arrived.

Layla reached over and touched her husband hand, she couldn’t deny she was hurting for him, but she was also experiencing some hurt of her own, if he had just come straight home instead of deciding to stop by his whore’s home, they would not be going through this in the first place, but Layla wanted to know more before she went any further with her plan. Before she could speak David spoke “How are the kids,” he asked not really looking her in the face, he missed his boys, they were his life, he hated the fact that his infactuation with Rosyln, had him missing in action lately.

Layla rolled her eyes “now he his concerned about the boys” she thought to herself. “They are fine she replied, now sitting up, starring at her husband really forcing him to look at her, her stare was ice cold, to mask the hurt she was feeling inside, he didn’t even ask about her “I’m fine too in case you cared.”

David let out a sigh, really not in the mood for Layla and her attitude, she always had to make everything about her, he loved her, but he was slowly falling out of love with her, her need to be in control was killing their marriage. She never once stop to think that she was the one that pushed him right into Rosyln arms, of course he had affairs before, but somehow he managed catch feeling for Rosyln, he knew he was treading dangerous waters, but she made him feel like a man. Something Layla seemed to forget over the years, but right now he could really use a friend, so he wanted to put all ill feelings aside until this whole fiasco was over.

David looked at his wife and was finally able to see the hurt in her eyes, he felt bad for how he had been ignoring her, he gently caressed her hands, “I’m sorry Layla” for everything he said sincerely.

Layla wanted to cry, as she listened to her husband apologize to her, she waited so long for him to finally admit his wrongs, even if she wasn’t willing to admit hers, atleast she still knew that he cared, she almost felt bad for what she was about to do, she looked at her husband giving him a half smile. No matter how much he wanted to set the mood where they could be a peace with each other she just couldn’t let go, she pushed all her love and morals to the back of her mind as she went for the guzzler. “So David, why exactly did you go to Rosyln’s house” she slowly released her hand from his and sat all the way back in her chair to stare at her husband, she wanted to look deep into his eyes, as he lied to her face.

David wanted to strangle Layla, no matter how much he tried to make things right she was hell bent on making him suffer, he sanked deeper into his chair, he diverted his eyes to the floor as he began to speak. “I wanted to see if she was okay, after she never returned my calls about the business trip” it was an half truth but there was no way he was going to reveal, his real intentions for stopping by, he genuinely cared for Rosyln, and had even considered leaving Layla for her, but he knew how devious Layla could be and didn’t want to put Rosyln at risk.

Layla stared at her husband not convinced, but she didn’t press the issue, as she could see he was going to continue lying to her. “Well, I see, you don’t mind going the extra mile for your employees do you?” she asked crossing her legs, waiting for his reply.

David, didn’t bother with a response, he was growing tired of dealing with his insecure wife, and wished he had declined the visit he was about to stand and signal the guard, when Layla touched his hand.
David starred down at his wife momentarily, he really didn’t want to hear what she had to say, but he figured it would be the last time he would see her for awhile, he just couldn’t deal with her right now, he had to much on his mind. In a defeated voice he asked “what is it Layla?”

Layla was hurt by the look in his eyes, but chose to ignore it, “what if I said I have a way of getting you out of here,” she said, smiling her devious smile.

David slowly sat back down in his chair now very interested in what Layla had to say, he knew his case didn’t look good and if there was anyway, he could get out of this he very well welcomed any chance of him ever being a free man again. “How is that possible?” David asked curious to know how in the world Layla would be able to pull something like this off.

“Well let’s just say, I have been watching your secretary for awhile, and I know more than you think, David”, she responded in a condescending tone letting him know that she was full aware of what was going on between the two.

David again diverted his eyes to the floor, he now that she had literally caught him with his pants down if she had been following Rosyln for awhile, not wanting to press the issue any further he quickly diverted his attention back to her discovery, “What do you know, and how is it going to help me?” he asked curiously

Layla uncrossed her legs as she sat up, so she could be a little closer to her husband, I can’t reveal that at the moment, but I have one request for my help in this unfortunate mishap.

David looked at his wife suspiciously he didn’t like the look in her eye, and he knew it meant he was going to have to pay dearly. David ran his fingers through his hair once again, he sighed feeling defeated all over again, “What is it Layla” regretting asking before the last word rolled off his tongue.

Layla pulled out some papers from the briefcase she had hidden by her feet, and shoved them across the table at David. He picked up and slowly began to look over them, a smile crept over Layla face as she saw the frown that began to take place over his forehead, although she hated that things had to be this way, she loved the feeling of being in control. This mostly stemmed from her childhood and how she had been treated but that is another story all together.

David face became distorted as he continued to look over the documents, “what the fuck is this?” he asked his wife through clenched teeth, he never believed in hitting women, but if he ever got out of this he didn’t know what he would do. He knew he was on the verge of losing his cool, and knew he had to get out of their before one of them ended up hurt. He threw the papers back at Layla, as he proceeded leave once again.

“Fine have it your way” Layla said, as she gathered all her documents. She paused momentarily adding fuel to the fire “but don’t think my boys will ever set foot in prison or a jail.” This caused David to stop in his tracks, he almost forgot about his children in his fit of rage. Layla smiled as he stood for a moment, she hated doing this and using the children, but she had to let David know he could not cross her and get away with it. Whether David knew or not, Layla had a lot more scars than she cared to reveal, and she learned at a young age, that it was better to get em or get got, and she hasn’t been gotten yet.

David was at his whits end he could not believe she was asking not only for ownership of his company, but a percentage, of another company that his fathered owned. How the hell she knew about the business beat him, but he had to admit Layla was always on top of her game. She also wanted her name solely on the house and all his other properties including the beach house he just rented to one of his golfing buddies. David knew she had him by the balls, but he didn’t know if he could trust her to get him out of here, but Layla was never one to say she would do something and not see it through, but he still had to ask “How do I know you won’t just take my shit and leave me in here to rot” he looked at her with pure hate in his eyes, he knew she could be a bitch but this just topped the cake, she was about take everything he had work so hard for and there was nothing he could do about it. He could be facing life in prison, and just couldn’t take that risk he could allow his boys to be raised by such a cold hearted bitch.

Layla was a taken back by his choice of words, but refused to let him see the hurt, Layla smiled as she folded her arms across her chest, “David you should know me well enough to know that I’m always a woman of my word.” She motioned the guard over to there table never taking her eyes off of David “the choice is yours David.” Either way, I will be okay, but I much rather have my husband at home with me, so we can work on rebuilding our marriage.

David looked at his wife like she was crazy, he slowly began to fidget in his chair, his hands started to itch, he was contemplating choking the shit out of her, but he was already in enough trouble.
The guard approached the table holding a pen in his hand, he looked down at the couple and could tell by the look on the inmates face that today had not been his day, he thought the man was about to sign divorce papers, and he shook his head as he stood in front of the pitiful soul.

Layla graciously took the pen from the guards hands, “So what’s it gonna be sweetie” the choice is yours.”

David snatched the pen from Layla’s hand and signed all documents, as he flipped each page gracing his signature he felt as if he was signing his life away. How at this very moment he wished he had listened to his mother, about Layla’s conniving ass, now he was fully aware what his wife was capable off. David finished signing the papers and stood, preparing to leave, he turned to face his wife, “You are a real bitch, you know that he spat.” His stare was cold and mean.

Layla smiled her devious smile, she slowly stood gathering all the papers in her hand, “it takes one to know one,” she quickly turned on her heels, and walked out of the visiting area, brushing her shoulder’s off. “ Singing the Jay Z song in her head “You gotta get that dirt off your shoulders.”