Better Days [COMPLETED]

Chapter Twelve

ZAC

When I walked upstairs, Fatima was sitting on the bed. She looked at me and blinked a few times before she laid down.

"I told you not to wait up." I mumbled.

"Zac please, stop playing with me." Fatima said.

"Zadie is at home." I informed her.

Fatima looked at me, "I know. Justin told me." She said.

I scoff, "Oh so y'all just cool like that? Y'all text now?" I ask her.

"No. I just told him to text me when he found Zadie." Fatima said. "Since he was the only one looking for your cousin." She mouthed off.

I shrug, "I wasn't looking for nobody. I was upset." I tell Fatima.

She quickly sat up and turned the other lamp on so she could see a little better.

"You know something Zac, you're being a little entitled and self centered." Fatima said. "Not everything is about you. Your cousin went MIA and all you can say is 'I was mad'? That's nothing new, you're always mad when something doesn't go your way." She said raising her voice a little bit.

My eyes are burning from how tired I am and she thinks she about to start an argument with me. She's gonna have to pause her thoughts and write them down, maybe tomorrow I'll be a little more open to discuss them with her. But as for tonight, I'm going to sleep.

"You know what T? You got it." I said putting my hands up. "I'll be self centered because I don't have time for whatever bullshit feelings you're having. Not tonight." I said as I took my clothes off.

"Wow.. now my feelings are bullshit?" Fatima asked raising her eyebrow. "Fuck you, fuck you." She said laying back down.

I put my clothes in the dirty hamper and walk over to my side of the bed. I turned the lamp off and laid my head down on the pillow. As I closed my eyes, I felt a little bit of guilt run through my body.

"You're feelings are not bullshit." I say turning around. "Come. Come here." I softly tugged on Fatima's arm.

She slowly moved back and got comfortable underneath my arms.

"You meant what you said." Fatima whispered.

"No I didn't. That was wrong." I said shaking my head. "I wanna hear all your feelings. I care about you." I said before kissing her neck.

Fatima sighed, "You really hurt my feelings." She said. "Not that you care."

"I do care!" I said, "Baby you gotta believe me. I care more about you than about anything else." I reassure her.

"More than yourself?" She asked me.

"More than myself." I tell Fatima. "I need you more than I need myself." I assure her.