Shea and War Novel

Shea and War Novel – Shea Mandi came into the Oblivion club with a mission to land a guy and become an Old Lady. Nothing new there, it happens all the time, the subtle difference that I didn’t pay attention to was that Mandi didn’t want just any Old Man, she wanted my Old Man, my War, and she was prepared and armed with stealth weapons of destruction, and she was willing to fight the dirty fight.  A fight I didn’t even realize I was in, had landed on my doorstep, and the bombs were already exploding before I clearly saw the enemy for what she was. Me telling War that she was trying to get between us was a mistake, and I played right into Mandi’s game.

The first time I told War my feelings on his ‘friend’, he replied with, ‘Mandi said you’d be threatened by our friendship, she said because you don’t know how hard it was for us, that you’d feel left out and try to ice her out.’ It felt like the air was knocked out of my lungs when he said that. I was stunned by that statement because it showed me how big of a distance had been created between us. After that we weren’t the same. There was a giant vulnerability in our marriage that neither one of us knew how to address. We both felt it, but we both saw the cause differently from the other. Where I very clearly blamed Mandi for her constant injection into our lives, War was protective of her and saw me as antagonizing and insensitive to his vulnerable friend.

My brothers were pissed at War, and he was defensive with them. He’d always felt a little under their thumb, part younger brother, part a little resentful. I honestly thought that if we kept living our lives right and true, loving each other hard and strong, working our jobs, and moving forward in our lives, that everything would correct itself. I was so wrong. War I feel terrible. I don’t know how to tell Shea, but Mandi the bimbo sent me a video of the two of us. I don’t know when it was taken, I have ZERO memory of it. In the video I’m lying in my bed at the clubhouse, and she’s on top of me, grinding away. She’s undressed, and it looks like we’re having intercourse, but if you really look at me, you see that I’m not moving. I’m not talking.

It looks like I’m passed out. I got this yesterday, the run is in an hour, I’m gonna tell Shea’s brothers now, and then talk to Shea on Sunday. I need Rocky and Jax to know that I got this, but I swear I don’t know how it happened. Since Labor Day, they’ve been helping me clean up my act and also see what a manipulative twat Mandi really is. I know they’re gonna freak out, but I can’t handle this one on my own. I learned from last time, that I need to be open and forthright, and part of that will be letting Shea’s brothers in, and helping me, God help me. Shea has been sick that past few days, flu at her school has her totally green and queasy. She woke up this morning with pretty severe cramps and her period started, so that makes her feel even worse.

God, here are Rocky and Jax. If I get out of this without a black eye and a concussion, well then, it’ll be a miracle. “Rock, Jax, can you guys come over to my room, I need to talk to you about something messed up.”  Rocky looks at me with the raised eyebrow of fury, and Jax is doing the same. “What’s up War, does this have something to do with Shea?” When I nod, holding their glare, I see when they realize how terrible this conversation is gonna be. Walking into my room. Jax blows out a deep breath. “Is this about bimbo Mandi War? She got something to do with Shea?” Rocky grunts out, his jaw clenched and fists by his side. As I close my door, we stand, arms crossed, fury and rage on all our faces.

“Yeah guys, it does. Mandi sent me this video last night, I haven’t shown it to Shea yet. I don’t know anything about it, I don’t remember it, but it’s me. If you look, you can see I’m not moving, I’m not talking I think I’m passed out.”  I hand my phone over to Jax and he hits play, the video is pulled up and I hear the screeching audio of Mandi moaning begin. “Yeah War, yeah baby, you doing me soooo good, so hot baby.” Ad nauseum. Rocky and Jax start cussing, arguing, and glaring at me. “Idiot! We TOLD you to stay away from that bimbo!” “I did you guys! I haven’t spoken to her since the Labor Day show! I swear! You’ve seen me, I avoid her, and I shut her down whenever she tries to talk to me, I’m nowhere near her at any time!” Shaking my head, taking a deep breath I try to point out how I try to avoid her. “She played you dude. This is so messed up!” “I don’t want to tell Shea now, let’s tell her tomorrow, get through today, then deal with it.

She’s been sick for the past week, I just want her to be able to hear this at home, ok?” “Yeah. Ok, tell her tomorrow, Rocky and I will come over with the girls, at let her know that it was not you, that you were a victim.” I can’t believe these guys trust me, Shea’s brothers, I’m so lucky, this family was the best thing that ever happened to me, I’m never going to screw up and hurt them again. “Thanks guys, you don’t know what it means to me, I swear, I had no idea what that bimbo was up to. No way I’d ever cheat on Shea!” Kayla bursts in at that moment, laughing when she sees the three of us. “Come on guys, we’re getting ready to go! War, Shea is looking for some ibuprofen, she’s having major cramps, you got any in here?” Grabbing the ibuprofen on my desk I pick up my cut, and Shea’s jacket, and head out the door. I call out for my girl, knowing today is gonna be the last bit of her peace for a while. … Heinous bimbo. Mandi is a dead bimbo.

The only person I hate more than her right now is me, loser, idiot, me.  I’m so mad I swear if that festering bimbo was in front of me right now, I’d strangle her and spit in her face. The bimbo sent the video to Shea.  Before we could let Shea know about the video, or at least explain that I was passed out in it, that rancid, vindictive bimbo sent it to my Shea. My sweet Shea who is now crying in her brothers’ arms, not my arms, her brothers’ arms. My Shea, who won’t look at me or talk to me, despite her brothers both telling her what happened. My baby, who is a wreck because that bimbo Mandi didn’t get what she wanted and is now STILL trying to mess up my marriage.

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