"Just like that?" Fatima asked, "You're not even giving me a chance to explain myself. I always give you that so I deserve the same."
"Ain't shit you can say Fatima," Zac was pissed. "You was really out here so lost in another man's eyes you didn't notice me at all!"
"I wasn't lost in his eyes, I was literally lost in the song and I just... listen I don't want him, okay? I promise I don't I know it looked bad but that's not what that was" she explains.
"That's what they all say, " he tried to move her again. "Get out my fucking way you about to make me snap on you and I never want to do that to you so please move."
"How many times are we going to do this? Literally every time you get mad you leave and I tell you the same shit stop running in and out of our lives when you're upset! I'm tired of saying it." Fatima gets annoyed because this is becoming regular.
"Ti I'm not staying in no relationship with you whoring around! You was so mad when you thought I was going to cheat but I caught your ass in this nigga face!" Zac punched the door and Fatima flinched. "I fucking told you what I been through and this is what you do?"
"Zac," voice cracking, "I'm not Ciara!"
"But you just like her!" He yelled in her face.
"No," she replied, tears coming down. "I'm not."
"Let me ask you something Fatima?" Zac was now eye to eye with her. "Did you fuck him?"
"I just met-"
"Wtf that mean you fucked me when you just met me so did you fuck him?" He asked again.
"No," she answered plainly.
"Let me find out you lying ima kill that nigga I promise!" Zac told her. "Now get out the way."
"Please don't leave,"
"I'll be back just let me cool off," he tried to go but she still wasn't going for it.
"I asked you not to!" She pushed him. "You about to piss me off with this running shit! If singing is an issue, I'll stop, for you."
"You shouldn't be stopping for me, you should be stopping because you respect me and our relationship!" He told her.
"You've never expressed that it was a problem, until this situation," she was confused because he said he loved her singing all the time.
"Well I don't like it! And it's time you made a choice. This family or that singing shit?" He asked bluntly. "You keep being on the road, making duets with niggas, all this stupid shit but you got a kid and a man at home and you fucking pregnant, what man want their pregnant girlfriend out here doing shit that these industry bitches be doing?"
"You know I'll choose you every time," she said in a sad tone she never thought he would make her do this but she was willing to and this is what Dinorah was afraid of. "I don't want to lose you because of my career. I love you and you know that."
"So prove it," he said, "call Dinorah right now and tell her you're done."
"Okay," Fatima grabbed her phone and dialed Dinorah.
"On speaker," Zac demanded.
( and before y'all get started no he is not about to start hitting on her! )
"Have you calmed down?" Dinorah answered the phone.
"Yeah um, D we have some things to discuss and I don't know how you're going to take it," Fatima says, looking over at Zac.
