Zatima: The love story

Trouble at home

THE NEXT DAY

*zac woke up on Preston's couch*
Zac: Shit! What time is it *he looked around and noticed where he was*
Preston: well good morning to you to
Zac: shit I gotta get home to Fatima I know she missing me
Preston: nah bro I don't think she is
Zac: what you mean
Preston: she knows about you and Karen dancing together last night
Zac: how do you know
Preston; I told her last night that you was sleeping at mine and she said she don't care and Danni told me this morning aswell
Zac: shit, I was only dancing it can't be that bad
Preston: bro she's 5 months pregnant aswell it's bad
Zac: shit I know bro, Aight I catch you up later
Preston: Yh Aight good luck

*zac leaves and goes home to Fatima, he notices the photo at the front door and sighs. Then he walks in*

*Fatima heard the door and shouts from the kitchen not even looking to see who it is*
Fatima: Zachary Luther Taylor if that's yo nigga ass don't fucking talk to me and get your ass out of my house right fucking now before I loose it
*zac walks up to Fatima and tries to grab her by the waist*
Zac: baby...
Fatima: BABY, oh I'm yo baby now get the fuck off me *she says pushing him off*
Zac: don't do that Fatima we was just dancing it don't mean anything
Fatima: zac you could've danced with anyone in that club and you chose Karen you ducking ex and I'm pregnant aswell you don't even have the decency to control, you tell me that your not that guts anymore but your actions are showing different, and you know I'm extra emotional right now so even the small stuff hurts so fucking baby and all you can say is sorry, fuck you zac
Zac: I know baby I fucked up, I barely even remember it I was so drunk and the boys were hyping me up I wasn't thinking straight, baby I love you more than words can describe and I promise I'm not that guy anymore. You and this baby have been the best thing and are the best thing in my life I love you so much no one can ever love you like I do. I promise I'm gone make it up to you baby.
*fatima hugs and forgives him then there's a knock on the door*
Zac: oh my god bruh what do you want
Karen: so gotta talk about last night and this baby
Zac: last night was nothing I was drunk bro and your pregnant you weren't thinking straight
Fatima: even when your not pregnant you still don't think straight bitch
Karen: who you calling a bitch bro
Fatima: you bitch
Karen: call me bitch one more fucking time and see
Fatima: you ain't gone do shit BITCH
Zac: aye, aye no more bitches please no more bitches, that's enough
*karen leaves and before he could close the door he is interrupted by someone*
Chantelle: hey Zac, I'm your sister
Zac: I don't have a sister...