Zac&fatima unseen

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A few hours have passed and Fatima is now downstairs cooking. Ava is playing on her activity mat on the floor. Fatima was listening to music while she cooks. Zac: you cooking ? I thought I was taking you to dinner? Fatima: without making eye contact; I couldn't get a sitter. Zac: did you try? Fatima: what kind of question is that Zac? Zac: you're mad I get it, but what? We gone keep being mad or are we going to fix this? I told you I wanted to take you to dinner so we can reconnect. Fatima: yeah, and not long after you embarrassed me in front of your friend.
Zac threw his hands up in frustration. Zac : so you wanted to be downstairs with this little ass shirt on with your nipples hard and your titties spilling over on the sides. ? Fatima: first off Zac your overreacting. I wear less to the gym. And that's not the point. The point is the way you talked to me in front of your friend, like why you got to do all that. I was only coming down for you to pass me Ava's bottle, these ain't even regular titties, these are working titties. I'm literally feeding my baby with them. Zac: our baby🙄. Zac grabbed Fatima's waist from the back.
Zac: I'm sorry, i know you're mad. I've just been stressing, I got a lot going on. Fatima: so .... Your the only one with shit happening? Because last time I checked I've been here with you, and I just had a baby. I'm a full time mom to 2 kids I'm navigating Karen and Kaz, and planning a wedding by myself. I understand stress. I've been trying to help. Zac: I know that! Fatima: then act like it. Look, I will make us some dinner and then put Ava to bed then we can talk.
A few hours later Fatima was calling Zac for dinner. Ava was fead, washed and sleeping. Zac's company went home and he was in the man cave.
Zac: this looks great baby. As they proceeded to eat dinner. Fatima; sooo....are we gonna talk. Zac: you wanna go first.? Fatima: No you can. Zac: ok look, I'm trying I really am. But I'm dealing with a lot and honestly the last thing I want to deal with is attitude when I get home. I'm dealing with work , a custody battle with Heather, a baby with my ex, building my business and a wedding and newborn with the love of my life, you. I'm trying to create a legacy for our family and these kids and it's like you want to fight with me every chance you get. Fatima: Zac that's not true. Zac; can you let me finish? You use to trust me and tell me I could do anything, what changed? Fatima: you changed!!! Everything your dealing with I've been there with you every step of the way. But I just had a baby a few months ago. My hormones are all over, I'm planning a wedding by myself. I manage  the kids daily schedule by myself. I clean this house by myself. !!!!!!Zac: and I pay these bills by myself!!! Fatima: I'm not saying you don't. Rolling her eyes. Trying to calm down. Fatima: you like to remind me that you're the man of this household. This is a Dicktatorship!! Dick run this right?! Zac cuts her off. Zac: you know that's a joke, so don't create this narrative. Fatima: the point is Zac, you're not In this alone, talk to me. Your stress affects me. Your temper scares me, and your anger is not healthy. We can get through anything together, but you shutting me out and making decisions without talking to me isn't fair. I think we need to see someone. Zac: what are you talking about Fatima? Fatima; we need help Zac. We are getting married in 8 months and I feel like our communication is nonexistent. Zac: this can't be all on me. I don't remember you talking to me in depth about going back to work. You are on my top if I take the trash out in ball shorts but you can walk around with whatever on. You can scream and holler at me if I make you feel a type of way but my temper scares you. You can threaten to shoot the neighbor but my temper scares you!! This is bullshit and now you want to go to counseling so you can make me look like the bad guy and justify what you do, get the fuck outta here. Fatima: Zac that's not true, I want to go talk to someone because if we don't we won't make it and I should just give you the ring back. Zac: yo what??  The fact that you can even say that is crazy. That's an option??? Because I thought it was you and me no matter what? Fatima was silent. She could see the hurt in his eyes. Zac: so you not gonna answer me? Zac threw his plate with his food still on it in the sink and went to the man cave. Fatima sat at the dining room table with her head down.
Fatima cleaned up the kitchen and put the food away. She just jumped out the shower and was returning a text to Angela when Zac walked in the room. He stood at the door way not entering. Zac: I'll go. Fatima turning around; hun? Zac: i said I'll go. And he walked out. While in the man-cave Zac replayed what Fatima said over and over again in his head. Knowing that she promised to never take the ring off. Thinking to himself, if she's taking about taking the ring off I have to fix this shit and fix it fast.