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You need to calm down//Keep your head up

Marshall's POV

I REALLY HATE BITCHES. And no, this is not Slim talking, it's just me. I wish I could have met some other hoe at 15, so I could have gotten attached to her. At least, she would have been a bit more sane and I could have a stable family life. And maybe a better sex life too? But I guess history repeats itself; thanks to mom and dad.

I want to actually beat the shit out of someone. My marriage is over. My family is broken, once again. People think guys don't care about such stuff but we do. My baby's gonna have to deal with the aftermath of it and it's not going to be pretty, thanks to my beloved wife. Well, now ex-wife.

The audacity of this woman to literally leave our child with her sister, who is a druggie basically, is crazy. She just randomly popped in and went on at me for cheating. As if she hasn't been? I know two wrongs don't make a right, but damn at least don't be so hypocritical Kim! Also it was literally with one girl, Chloe, and I was fucked up as hell, all the others were just to spite Kim over the years when we were broken up.

I served that bitch with those divorce papers right in her face and she basically begged me to not split. But if I had any once of self respect in me, I would have never taken her back. And that's exactly what I'm gonna do. But I did get a break up fuck outta her.

I don't regret the song Kim, because given a chance, I'd probably do what I said in that record.

Fuck, did I just say that? That's fucking messed up, even for me. I feel like my brain is melting. No pussy to distract my mind either, Chloe had gone out.

Fuck girls, I'm tired of all of them. I walk over to Proof's room where I see Proof, Lin, Bizzy, Kuniva, Swifty and Porter busy playing video games. They pass me a controller and I get busy trying to bust their ass at it.

Shit, even in fucking Donkey Kong, Mario is literally wasting time over pussy. Humans are tiring, I should invest in some toys or dolls instead. Someone passes around a joint, but I decline.

"Yo Slim, you straight dawg?" asks Bizzy.

"Nothing, just some bitch problems" I sigh loudly.

"What's new?"

"Kim decided to show up outta nowhere and accuse me of cheating because she apparently thought I was cheating on her with someone. As if she's a fucking saint." I scoff lightly and rub my face with my hands.

"Ayo Slim imma tell you this cause we're friends." said Proof, "-but you gotta tell her to stop being so fuckin insecure all-"

"I divorced her. All the legal shit should be done by next year." Eveyrone looked up from their games.

"Hold up, right now?"

"Yep."

"Where is she now then?" Lindsay asked, clearly concerned.

"How the fuck do I know, I just told her to leave after we smashed." As I said that, Proof hit the back of my head with his fist.

"What is wrong with you?? That's your fucking baby momma! Treat her with some goddamn respect, will you? That's the barely minimum you could do."" What even?

"What was I supposed to do? She was the one who showed up unexpected, I ain't her fucking care taker." I shrugged.

"Go right now, and check where she is. She's prolly out there on the street, bawling or something! GO." Lindsay pointed towards the door as everyone else nodded in affirmation.

Lindsay and Proof had kinda become an item, and they both hung out a lot too. Proof was telling me about putting her on a song on Devil's Night and made me listen to some shit she had sung. And from the time I heard that, I was convinced that this girl would blow up. The others agreed too and she kinda became very good friends with all of us. But right now, she was getting on my damn nerves.