Azaleas Corey

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Azalea
Cory walked in the kitchen with cloudy eyes. But he wouldn't dare let a tear fall.
"What you want me to do Zay?." He said. I was disgusted by the sight of him. Just thinking about him kissing another woman was making my stomach turn.
"I don't want you to do anything Corey. Your grown. Your single you can do what you want."
"Damn Amor I'm trying!" He yelled. "I put a ring on your finger, i give you what you want, and I just tried to put my baby in you! Baby what else you want?" It was like Mya wasn't standing in the kitchen with us.
"I wanted you to keep ya dick in ya drawers. But I don't want nothin from you cause I don't want you." I said storming into the bedroom to continue what I was doing earlier. Packing my shit. Corey had embarrassed me for the last time. I'm out
"Zay don't start this baby."
"Fuck you Corey" I said zipping my bag shut and throwing it over my shoulder " I was good to you. My love was all for you Corey James and all you did was hurt me" he grabbed my arm and wouldn't let me leave
"Let me go" I sobbed "please just let me go. I can't take you anymore."
"Just let her go Corey. It's only but so much a woman can take." Mya said.
"Where you going Azalea?"
"Away from you" I spat back. I grabbed my car keys and was out the door. The hardest thing I ever had to do. Fuck men. Fuck love. Fuck it.

Corey

"I'm speechless" I whispered. My heart was broken but I was trying so hard not to show it. She just left. That's it. My girl just left. Just threw some shit in a bag and walked out the front door. I fucked around and dropped a tear
"Look at yo stupid ass. She gone now you don't know ya left from ya right. I told you so many times you doing wrong. You think she was dumb for three whole years.? She knew what you was doing. You wasn't slick." Mya snapped. "Now she gone be sleep on my couch. Don't come banging at my goddamn door. You gone need ya daughters tonight cause you bout to feel it" Mya said grabbing her keys and the blunt of Kush I just rolled and walking out the door.
I went to check on my babies and all three of them were sprawled out on the floor with dolls and tea party toys all around. Paris had Jaycee wrapped in her arms and London was curled up with her teddy bear right next to them. I was happy my daughters were close and they felt at home at my house. But this house didn't feel like home to me. Home is wherever my Zay is and she wasn't here.

Mya
I'm not saying this is Azaleas fault at all but she set herself up for some of this fuckery Corey was putting her through. She should have killed that shit when she found out about me and especially Amirah. But love makes you dumb sometimes, which is why I realized letting her crash with me just might be the best thing. She can still go to class and Corey would know where she is. But the only thing is she's gonna have to also live with Amirah.
We pulled up to my house and Zay got out the car and grabbed her things. I unlocked the door and told her grab the wine, the bud and her phone charger and head to my room. My room was huge. It had maroon walls, high ceilings, and gold shimmer canopy hanging over my bed. My ultimate place to rest. Maybe Zay can just sleep in my day bed instead of the living room. Cause I need to be nice and smacked before I have this convo with Amirah. First thing first me and Azalia Amor needed to talk. Because she needs to figure out if she's leaving Corey or are they just providing space.