Married To Music (A Wizkid Fanfic)

75 - Ayo

August

It's been three weeks, three weeks since Aaliyah stopped talking to me, basically moving into the guest room, we barely spoke, she ignored me all the time. I couldn't even call her as I've been blocked. I miss her, I miss my wife but I know it's my fault. I knew deep down that the more I entertain these bitches the more trouble i caused. I wasn't even replying to the dm these women sent,I wasn't the type to delete chats as well because I felt if you delete your chat then that makes you more guilty.

I swear I wasn't fucking nobody, I wasn't even cheating on Aaliyah. I wasn't doing anything like that but I was just too careless. How she learnt my password still baffled me, I didn't think she would ever go through my phone. After she broke the old one, I got a new one the next day and trust I wasn't talking to anymore. The same way it took Amaya almost death to make me realize how dangerous Jada was, it took me the loose of our son to realize how nonchalant I was being. Not that I was nonchalant I just don't read too many meanings into things, I treated life like it with nihilism. I guess my open mindedness was getting the best of me. Not like I'm trying to excuse my behaviors, I know I'm at fault, I've beat myself about it for weeks since it happened.

"Daddy! Daddy!" I hear Amaya running into the sitting room. I smile at my daughter, I open my arm and she runs into it. I place kisses all over her face making her squeal.

"Daddy look! I made my hair!" Amaya shake her head showing off her new hairstyle, the colorful beads made tickling sound as she shook it.

"Of course its beautiful just like you" I kiss her cheeks. Amaya grins and jump on my leg. "Where's mommy?" I ask her. Amaya points to the door, she drags my phone and immediately starts playing subway surf. I sat Amaya on the couch, "I'll be back princess." I told her and went to find Aaliyah. I found her in the kitchen cutting up fruits, she also had her hair done in a cute hairstyle, I stood my door and admired her, I miss her!

"Wifey?"

Aaliyah glance at me with coldness, I gulp hard. "Yes?"

I sigh and enter the kitchen, "How long are you going to keep ignoring me?"

Aaliyah shrugs and doesn't say anything. I exhale scratching my head. "I said I was sorry already, I've apologized over and over, I've done everything and...."

"And did that bring our baby back? No! So to hell with your apology!"

I pause my lips. Aaliyah constantly reminded me of how it was my fault we lost the child. "I accept it's my fault, God if I could turn back time I would! Yes it's my fault but you can't keep hating me forever, you can't keep punishing me for it."

"Punishing you?" Aaliyah scoff menacingly. "You think I'm punishing you? Oh please Ayo. It's your entitlement for me!"

"Aaliyah"

"Oh please if I wanted to punish you I wouldn't be standing in this fucking kitchen listening to you talking shit! I won't be under the same roof with your lying cheating bitch ass!" She spat

I swallowed her words because I know I deserve it. I sigh. "I accept everything Aaliyah, yes I lied but I will never cheat on you"

Aaliyah roll her eyes. "Oh please you prolly fucked those women because how on earth will you comfortably keep their nudes? To remind you of what you were missing!?"