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𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗻 '𝗥𝗼𝗰𝗸' 𝗦𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗷𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁 𝟮𝟱 @𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗻
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𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆 - 𝗗𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟯𝘁𝗵, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 (𝟭𝟮:𝟯𝟱 𝗽𝗺)
It'd been a few hours since Von left and Chrisean was very bored. Saevon was asleep, and she watched everybody on Instagram out drinking, smoking and having fun; including her husband.
She shook her head, powering off her phone, she walked around the house, shutting and locking all the windows and doors before going upstairs to take a nap which she had been doing a lot.
She pulled back the covers, sliding underneath them, she grabbed the TV remote that sat on her nightstand, opening Disney+ she decided on watching Bluey like always, she turned the volume down to 4, getting as comfortable as she could with her 4 month belly in the way.
Being pregnant with twins was a lot more uncomfortable than her first pregnancy, maybe it was because she had 2 babies stuffed inside of her, constantly growing.
...
"I got it." Chrisean huffed, pushing Von's hand out the way as she grabbed the knife from him.
He just came home and brought all his homies with him, so she decided to cook for them.
"Fuck wrong witchu.." Von said with his face, scrunched up.
"You wanna know what's wrong with me?! You really wanna know, Dayvon? Ok! I'll tell you!" She slammed the knife down onto the cutting board.
"First, you neva fucking home bro! NEVER! And when you home you always sleep, onna game or wit ya FUCK ASS HOMEBOYS!" She yelled in his face, tears streaming down her face.
"You trippin, ma." Von shook his head.
"HOW IM TRIPPIN VON?! HOW?! YOU MISSED MY DOCTORS APPOINTMENT CAUSE YO DUMBASS HAD TO WORK! IS THERE ANOTHER BITCH?! WHO IS SHE?! ATLEAST TELL THE BITCH TO LET YOU SPEND TIME WIT YA WIFE N KIDS!"
"You trippin, lil folks, it ain't no otha bitches I'm juss out working. Who gone pay fa this big ass house? Who gone keep you and ma kids straight if ion work? Tell me who, Chrisean. Lemme kno cause I'a be happy to stop working."
Chrisean shook her head, wiping her tears, she continued to cut everything up.
Their relationship was worst than when she was with Blue. Atleast he didn't hide the fact that he was cheating on her. She didn't want to seem ungrateful for everything he'd done for her but she also just wanted her husband to herself.
"Aye, cut that shit out." Durk called from the living room, making the pair simultaneously give him a death stare.
"Just get the fuck out the kitchen, Dayvon. I don't wanna talk about it no more. I won't bother you about it, you can go where you want with whoever you want. I guess it's ok to neglect your family as long as you pay everything."
"Damn right it is." Von huffed, going into the living room.
Chrisean simply rolled her eyes, continuing to wipe tears from her face while she cooked.
"Sean, you good?"
"Yea Durk, I'm fine." She sighed, not even having to turn around to know who it was.
He came up behind her, giving her hug, pressing a kiss on the back of her head then standing next to her, "You sure, Sean? Me n India heard y'all lil argument."
"I'm sure everyone heard it." She rolled her eyes, opening the oven to check on the pork chops she'd put in there.
"Chrisean, you ight?" Durk stared at her, reading her facial expression.
It was a weird mixture between sadness but still emotionless. He could tell by the pout on her face that she was sad, but the coldness is her eyes as they stared into his made him know she wasn't completely sad.
"Yea. I'm fine, I don't know why you keep asking me that, Derrick." She huffed, crossing her arms.
He sighed, realizing he would never get her to express her real feelings to him, atleast not now, so he left her alone, "Ok. I'm one call away."
And with that he walked out the kitchen, going back to join his wife and his friends in the living room.
