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A A L I Y A H
As I pulled into the driveway then turned the vehicle off and grabbed my purse along with some grocery bags from Walmart. Once I walked into the house to notice that it was kinda quiet in here like no one was in here which I was kinda surprised.
"I AM HOMEEEE" I said loudly
Nothing.
"BRYSONNN" I said placing the bags down
Nothing again.
I took off of my yeezy slides at the front door then started looking around downstairs to see if anyone was here or not. It is a Saturday so I expect the kids to be out in the city with their friends and shit.
I was walking down towards the basement which is Bryson's man cave to see not a soul down here at all. As I was making my way back up the stairs to hear some glass falling on the floor. I quickly ran towards the closet that was in the basement to grab the gun that Bryson has hiding down here.
"HELLO?" I said loudly
That's when I heard heavy feet slowly walk up the stairs than heard one of the doors upstairs getting slammed for some reason. I finally walked up the basement stairs slowly with the gun in my hand and finger on the trigger.
Before I walked towards the stairs like I decided to check the rooms downstairs before heading upstairs right now. All the rooms down here were checked and fine then I noticed the flower vase by the stairs was what I heard fall on the floor.
"Who the hell is in my damn house?" I said concerned
I proceed up the stairs to hear stuff falling and breaking in my bedroom which caused me to quickly walk a lil faster towards the door and the door was locked.
That's when I pulled out one of the bobby pins that was in my hair to unlock the door. I finally unlocked the door then slowly opened the door to where I see only a lil bit of our bedroom to notice that it was fucked up.
Just like that the bedroom door had swung open which caused me to point my gun towards whoever was on the other side of the door right now.
"AYEEEE LIYAH CHILL" Bryson said loudly
I moved the gun that was pointed to his chest to my side and I just shook my head at him because he was about to get lit the fuck up right now.
"Bryson what the hell is wrong with you?" I said annoyed
"You know what... don't say shit like why the hell are you destroying our bedroom?" I said aggressively
I looked at him and could tell that he wasn't himself right now then my eyes went towards the bottle of henny that was completely empty in his hand.
"You are drinking again?" I said grabbing the bottle
"And you have a fucking gun pointed towards me, Liyah" Bryson said loudly
"Because I thought you were an intruder dumbass like I called your name when I got in the house now back to my fucking question soooo why are you drinking again because we know how you get when alcohol get into your system?" I said shaking my head
"You know what just leave me alone bro" Bryson said walking away
"Why? So you can keep drinking your problem away, huh?" I said crossing my arms
"NO Aaliyah like when do you ever stop fucking talking and shit?" Bryson said shaking his head
"Because I care about my damn husband you stupid motherfucker" I said pushing him
"STOP FUCKING PUSHING ME AALIYAH" Bryson said walking away
"No because why are you doing this to yourself, hmm? Why start back drinking for, hmm? I hate that you allowed yourself to go back to your old ways Bryson" I said looking at him
Bryson just sat there on the end of the bed with his face in his hands not listening to one thing that I am trying to tell him right now.
"Get out Aaliyah" Bryson said sighing
"Not til you talk to your wife who has been by your side for almost seven years and never stopped being here for you" I said shaking my head
"There is nothing to talk bout Aaliyah like get off of my dick mane" Bryson said aggressively
I stood there looking at Bryson with my arms crossed and could tell that it was the liquor talking like all I wanted and still want is for Bryson to open up to me about how he is feeling right now. Ever since we met each other like Bryson was never the type to really talk about how he truly feels and what's on his mind.
"When did it start Bryson?" I said leaning on the dresser
"I don't know why the fuck you are still in my damn face tryna have a damn conversation with me when it ain't shit to talk bout to you, Aaliyah" Bryson said looking at me
"I am so tired of you being on me all the fucking time like I am so over and done with this fucking marriage and everything else bro" Bryson said shaking his head
I stood there while my eyes started tearing up and quickly wiped them away because you know what they say that the drunk mind speaks a sober heart which means our true desire and feelings tend to come to the light while being drunk.
"Okay" I said quietly
I let the tears fall as I looked down at my finger that my ring was on and started playing with it then took it off which I placed it on the dresser next to our wedding picture and closing the door behind me. As I was walking down the stairs while the kids were walking into the house.
"Heyy... mom what's wrong?" India said concerned
"Nothing... um watch your father for me please" I said looking at them
"Mom come on like where are you going?" August said looking at me
That's when I walked out of the house with my keys in my hands towards the car then got into the car and started it up while the kids were calling my name.
"MOMMM PLEASEEE" Silas said loudly
"I never meant to make you upset"
"Just sittin' here looking back, it's pure regret"
"And I can't let you go 'cause we're undone"
"Cry on my shoulders, Cry on my shoulders"
"I don't understand how you make it sound so easy, sound so hard"
"But I guess I gotta see it from your point of view"
