You are a piece of shit for a man! She shouted as the front door slammed shut.
Her mind was on Nac car time. An hundred and running.
The things that raced through her mind could for sure get her life
She slammed her bedroom door so hard that the vase next to the door fell and shattered, awaking the baby.
The screams were giving her a headache. She could not focus.
She had told him everything…
Her mistakes as a child. The abuse. The molestation. The rape.
He knew she never had anyone.
To this day. She has no family.
This is the first home structure she has ever had.
And for him to attempt to throw that away makes no sense.
All the ops and downs…
Bot to excuse herself. She said some weird things as well.
Oh, how she played eith his eagle.
Statements like; Broke ass nigga. Cheater. Lame. -Even told him about his homeboys trying to holla. Something she failed to tell him when it happened.
She could have kept that to herself but her anger was on the brink of explosion.
Nothing happen. She did the right thing. She hope…
She hope he knows just that.
She hope that with all that has been said, they can supersede their difference to be better lovers, parents and partners.
The baby she thought… Not her child. Another fatherless child.
She hope he does not see this evilness ass an opportunity and their family becomes another black statistic.
She hope he knows she’s not going to defend her wrongs- better yet, be woman to be honest.
She hope they can get through this . She looked at her watch hoping…
Hoping he comes home…