Spread Thin

Chapter 1

"So I'm suppose to be happy with a decision I didn't even make?!" Fatima ask

"I thought you did that for us?!" Ian ask

"You can't be serious?!" Madam ask standing beside Fatima

"Why are you even here??" Ian ask

"Because my cousin called me crying after you left her at the abortion clinic some where she didn't want to be at.!" Madam said screaming

"It's okay just calm down.!" Fatima said

"Nah it's not okay. You keep letting this man beat you down more and more. He left you AT THE FUCKING ABORTION CLINIC WHAT THE FUCK FATIMA.!" Madam screamed

"I didn't ask you to come here with me to start problems okay? Let me handle this. Can you please wait in the car.!" Fatima said towards Madam

"Then what the fuck am I here for?! I'm about 5 second away from putting this Nigga in his grave. You got 5 minutes Fatima and make it quick. The sight of him makes me want to throw up.!" Madam said

"Then you could just leave.! This is my apartment and I technically didn't invite you in.!" Ian said

"Ohh now I'm not going nowhere.!" Madam said as she took a seat on their couch

"Stop.!" Fatima said looking at Madam before taken a deep breath

"Look Ian I'm getting my things we're done.!" Fatima said

"Just like that?!" Ian ask

"We out grew each other and I think it's for the best.!" Fatima said trying to put it in a nice way

"Everything we been through you just going to walk away from that?" Ian ask

"Yeah, like you did when you left her at the clinic?!" Madam said which made Ian super mad

"You need to leave this have nothing to do with you!" Ian said

"Make me!!" Madam replied back

"Okay this isn't going anywhere. I'm leaving and that's that. Maybe the next bitch you have you'll treat her right.!"  Fatima said grabbing her bags and suitcase she already had things pack before Ian walk in and seen Fatima packing.

"So this is it?!" Ian ask once Fatima and Madam was walking towards the front door

"Like two fat bitches running for chicken bye bitch.!" Madam said as she push Fatima towards the elevator slamming the door

"Really bitch?!" Fatima ask once they was in the elevator

"Umh yeah, and Fatima?!" Madam said

"Yeah?!"

"Don't you ever do that shit again-

"I thought-

"Shh and listen. That's your body nobody have the right to tell you what to do with it. Your a woman a grown woman at that, lift your head up high you'll be alright.!" Madam said

"You telling moma?!" Fatima ask

"Shid I should but I'm not. I can tell you going through a lot and telling your mother wouldn't be best.!" Madam said

"Thank you.... For everything.!" Fatima said

"Once you stop being afraid of speaking  up for yourself..... you'll be alright.!" Madam said and deep down she was praying that Fatima truly find herself because this shit ain't it.