just a bunch of drafts, catch the rift ! most likely won't be any part 2's because half of them are already books. just chapters that i wrote but didn't like.
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"I know you don't like tucking but that's what you have to do. Let's go." I pulled Bey. She's the only person I want to do this.
I specifically sized only her for this. Including her in my things is very important to me. She never seemed to have an issue with it, so I do whatever I want with her. Even at home, i'll randomly have a dress up moment with her.
She's really pretty so that's a plus.
"Baby I have to dance after this. Please don't make it so tight."
"You're cheating on me and I barely ask for anything. Don't complain please."
"I'm not- i'm not cheating on you Nic. Why do you keep saying that?"
"Why do you keep showing that? Sitting your phone face down and being nose deep in it. Hurrying off the phone when someone comes around. Show me different and i'll stop."
I spoke as I dressed her.
"Ok....Maybe I slipped up a few times but i'm not cheating on you baby."
All my movements stopped. We looked at each other before I just walked away. I knew I wouldn't be able to take her admitting to it. Kind of had some hope that we were overreacting and she was loyal towards me and our marriage.
I could hear her following after me as I went to the back towards my office. I'm about to break down and I feel it. As soon as I got inside, my hands flew to my face. She was right behind me, holding me close to her.
A sob left me as I felt my legs go weak. She went to the ground with me, still holding me tightly. It just doesn't feel right. Why would she slip up? How could she have slipped up? Everyone makes mistakes right?
"Let me see baby...Move your hands. I'm sorry." She pulled my hands from my face and hovered over me. Softly kissing my lips while my eyes were closed. I hate crying because it's so ugly.
She swiped my tears away as they fell and I opened my eyes.
"I'm sorry....I don't talk to her anymore."
"You had sex with her?"
"No...But if you wouldn't have called, probably."
I started crying again. She laid on top of me and it took everything in me to not push her off. The day that I grow the balls to actually say something, my heart gets broken. I should've just left it alone.
"I'm so sorry...I was high mama."
"That doesn't justify anything." I started to push at her shoulders. She started putting her weight on me because I could feel it all over. Just want her off of me.
My heart is broken and it feels like a ton of bricks are weighing on it.
