Zatima-Is it happily ever after all

Part 10

Zac: I said talk!
Fatima: look babe you know I'm not ready for another kid yet. I've been trying to tell you this forever and you choose to not listen to me. I was talking to Angela to see how I could approach you without us getting into an argument. That's it. I'm trying to finish school and start my career. I'm already juggling your basketball schedule and Zoe. Right now it's just not the right time for a new baby and I wanted to be careful.

Zac: is this why you been holding out?

Fatima: I haven't been holding out. We just have been missing each other.

She's so full of shit right now. Any other time she's with it wherever, now all of a sudden we missing one another, please.

Zac: so that's what you're sticking with?
We're just missing each other, Fatima you're funny.

As we pull in the garage, he gets out the car making his way to my door. He stand directly in front of me blocking me from moving.

Fatima: are you gonna let me by?

I moved out her way because honestly I don't know how we got here. She's fucking irritable, non receptive and she's hiding her feelings from me. Tonight was supposed to be fun and end with a happy ending. Now she's about to have a fucking attitude all night.

Zac: are you going to talk to me or pretend I didn't ask a question?

Fatima: what's the question Zachary? I don't want to sit in the garage and argue about absolutely nothing.
I don't think this is the right time to discuss our situation. I already know how you feel about me and birth control which is why I was asking for Angela's advice.

Zac: oh so you a fucking mind reader now? You already know shit right? ANSWER ME!

Fatima: I can't talk to you like this.

Zac: Like what???

Zac: Fatima !! Like what?

Fatima: you're yelling for no reason and yelling in my face is mad respectful.

Zac: and lying to mine is too.

I just walked away, my blood is boiling. Every time we good for minute here comes the bullshit. She shuts down and starts telling me parts and shit, instead of everything. Damn ...... I do want another child , however I'm not forcing her. She always has to play the victim in this relationship. She still acts like she did in high school. I was sick of it then, and I'm sick of it now.

He makes me so sick. 🙄 today was supposed to be fun.  Here we go arguing yet again. As I walk through the house it's quiet, we always appreciate when Zoe isn't home. I know Zac is in the man cave so called avoiding the argument. I go upstairs to shower in peace. Damn that fucking Angela slip tongue. I know I have to talk to him and use the tools from therapy, but I know my husband. He's going to keep digging until all the cards are on the table.

3:35am

I wake up to pee and notice my empty bed. I almost don't want to go looking but I do. Contrary to what my husband believes I never want to be at odds with him. As I search my house I don't find my husband in sight. And I know his ass didn't leave the house without telling me.

On the phone:
Zac: hey what you doing up?

Fatima: wondering where my husband is, where are you?

Zac: I went for a drive to blow off some steam and ended up at Kyle and Angela's house. I'm 5 minutes away though.

Fatima: you couldn't let me know you were leaving the house. If I ever considered something like this we would be arguing.

Zac: yo not now Fatima I'm 5 minutes away ok.

This nigga hung up the phone on me. He's so disrespectful. I thought as I made my way back to my bedroom I heard the garage open. Here we go.🙄

Fatima: you think it's fair to just hang up on me while I'm talking to you?

Zac: Fatima, I'm trying I really am but you and these moods swings going to make me snap. Who you talk to? I went out to cool off because once again you're tripping. To avoid a blowup I went for a drive, if I would have stayed and argued with you then I'm immature and why didn't I walk away. Fuck! You know what you be doing and I'm tired of it. Stop acting like a victim every time something isn't perfect with us. You had an attitude from the moment we left to go out. My reaction is to your behavior. Period. Now you swear up and down to your friends that I control you and you can't talk to me.

Fatima interrupted: I never said that.

Zac: yes the fuck you did. Kyle told me Angela said you said it's hard to talk to me. Now just make me look like a dick to your friends. Meanwhile I buss my ass for you to not want for nothing. What you don't have anything to say? Because you know it's true. Get the fuck out of here. Talking about i pressured you to have Zoe. You were already damn near 3 months when you told me. Why you so quiet? You didn't know I knew what you were saying?

Fatima: Zac it's not like...

Zac: like what? No it's exactly like this. Fucked up. You talk mad shit about your husband to your friends. If it's so bad then leave, I'm not begging you to stay!

As I stand here with tears falling down my face, I cannot believe my best friend repeated things I said to her to her man. I can see the anger in Zac's eyes.
He keeps cutting me off when I try to explain myself.

Fatima: Zac you're not letting me explain, I'm trying to tell you ....

Zac: don't tell me shit.

Fatima : you know what it's damn near 4am and your screaming at me and not allowing me to defend myself. I'm going to bed.

Zac grab her arm preventing her from leaving. The anger in his face showed more than the sadness in his heart. The reality set in that his wife really feels this way. That maybe he really isn't a good husband despite the lifestyle he's provided.

Zac: don't walk away when I'm talking to you. I'm tired of the disrespect. We in the middle of talking and you turn your back towards me and try to walk away.

Fatima: WE NOT TALKING! You're yelling at me 4 o'clock in the morning and not listening to reason.
I understand you're mad, it's clear but so am I. Right now you can't hear me and what I'm trying to say so I'm trying to deescalate the situation by deading the conversation. We can talk later when calmer heads prevail.

Zac: you're funny yo! But I'm the controlling one. Whatever Fatima, go to bed. Imma sleep in the guest room.

Fatima: Since when do we do that?

Zac: Since I found out my marriage is a figment of my imagination. Good night.