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Saturday, January 4th, 2042: 1 a.m.
"K'asani, the fuck is your problem, man? I come home to try and love on my wife, and you acting stank, wassup?" I asked, turning on the bedroom light. Then I put my hands behind my back and trained my eyes on her.
"Go to bed. I don't have time for this shit." She said, rolling her eyes getting out of the bed.
"No, I'm not going to bed. We are not going to bed until we squash this shit. We aren't just dating anymore, so you can't walk out whenever shit goes left. We are married now, and we need to communicate properly. Now, lemme know what's going on, Shug?" I said, looking at her as she tried to leave the room, but I blocked her way out.
"Fine, I'm tired. I work my ass off at the beauty shop day in and day out, then I come home and be a mom from the time I get off to the time I put our kids to sleep. While you go drink and smoke shit in the studio with yo homeboys, and don't get me started on those fuck ass hosting either." She started.
"I want to go out with my friends and shit, but nah, I'm at home being a mom and wife. Shit, I would like to come home to my husband and kids in the living room waiting on mommy to cook dinner and hang with them."
"Instead, I'm picking them up from daycare and trying to squeeze a nap in so I can be awake enough for them. I tried over and over, Brandon. I can't do it anymore. I need help, or I'm going to go crazy." By the time she was done, she had tears rolling down her face, and guilt ran through my body.
"Why you ain't speak up sooner, Shug?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her.
"I-I was trying to be a supportive wife." She cried in my arms.
"And you can be that, but without driving yourself, crazy mama. I'm sorry for all the things I've been doing, baby. That shit ends tomorrow. I'm going to fix my schedule, and I want you to clear your schedule for the rest of the week. It's all about K'asani Knight and getting you back together. Daddy gone be home with the kids when you get here and everything, ok?" I asked, then she nodded.
"Ok, lemme dry those eyes. I hate seeing you cry and being the reason for your tears unless we are handling grown folk business in that bed. I love you so much, baby." I started as I dried her eyes.
"I can be man enough to admit my faults, but I also have to be man enough to fix my actions. I'm going to fix this." I said, looking into her eyes.
"No, we going to fix this, Beau. I love you too." She said. Then I caressed her face with my right hand, then I bent down and kissed her lips passionately.
