September 29
I open my eyes looking over seeing the bed empty. I sit up rubbing my eyes then get out of bed walking out the room seeing her in the kitchen.
"Good Morning." She says looking at me smiling.
"Morning." I say walking over to her.
"Want some breakfast?" She ask.
"Yea." I say to her standing by the counter.
"You want some of everything?" She ask.
"Yea that's cool but you know what I really want." I say to her.
"What?" She ask.
"To know where you been." I say to her.
"I went out and got some groceries." She says looking at me confused.
"I'm talking about when you sneak out in the middle of the night when you think I'm sleeping." I say to her.
"I think yo.."
"Don't try to play me Fatima." I say to her seriously.
"I was handling something with my family." She says.
"For the last three weeks and from one to four in the morning?" I ask her.
"My family is, complicated." She says.
"Trust me, I know complicated families. But I also know when somebody's telling me bullshit." I say to her.
"It's not bullshit, it's the truth whether you believe me or not is up to you." She says.
"Then tell me what you doing for them hours with your family." I say to her.
"Handling family business." She says.
"Meaning what?" I ask her.
"Zac." She says looking down scratching her head.
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"Why can't you just tell me Fatima?" I ask her.
"Zac just let it go!" She yells.
"Fine, I'll let it go." I say walking back towards the bedroom.
"Where you going?" She ask.
