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III | Ex-Factor

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III | Ex-Factor
|°| It could all be so simple, but you'd rather make it hard. Loving you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars. Tell me, who I have to be. To get some reciprocity. No one loves you more than me, and no one ever will. Is this just a silly game? That forces you to act this way, forces you to scream my name, then pretend that you can't stay. |°|

Liana Kandyse Williams-Harris POV

"Lia? Are you gonna be alright tonight?", I nodded my head slowly and went into my bedroom. I sat on the chair in the corner of the room and stared into space. The twins were with Mama Ken and Pops. He overheard our fight and was waiting for us to get to the house.

I felt Kelly's eyes on me. "If you want I could stay with you tonight.", she suggested. I just stared at her, still hurt over what transpired.

You wonder why I'm always leaving you at home all the damn time.

I might not be home tonight. But if I do come through, keep it wet for me.

You stressing about you ready to go, but you still ain't left yet!

Get out my damn face! Go fucking home!

Q's words played over and over in my head. I feel like a damn fool. My 'husband' embarrassed me in front of his whole family, who hated me with a passion.

"What's on your mind, Kandy Kane?", she asked sitting beside me, I laid my head in her lap. I felt the tears running down my face.
Finally finding my voice, I spoke, "I'm a fool to them, to myself, to everyone. I put my all into this man, for him to speak to me like I'm trash? Like I haven't given him my all for the past four years? I didn't date anyone, because he felt like they weren't good enough. He was my first, and only, I've never known anything other than Q. I've gave him two beautiful sons, my vow to stay true to him and him only, and gave up my dream job, for him to say some shit like, 'keep it wet for me' like I'm his damn toy! I must be damn stupid, but I just can't stop loving him!"
"You know, I ain't the best one to give advice, but... don't throw away everything y'all have built together so quick. My parents made that mistake. They said some rude, disrespectful shit to each other and walked out. To this day, they regret it. They never got back together, yet they love each other so much. Worst of it all, they only want an apology from each other. Neither wants to give in to the other. Too damn stubborn, prideful, and childish. So, if you pack all your shit, leave and get a divorce, make sure you ain't gonna regret that shit.", she told me. I nodded my head as her parents story sunk in. Did I want to put myself and our children through this?
"I'm leaving you to think this over. I'll see you in the morning, with your decision. I love you.", I told her the same and watched her figure leave my bedroom door.
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I pulled my self together, and ran me a bubble bath. I started my playlist up and the first song was Lauryn Hill x Ex-Factor.

It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard
Loving you is like a battle
And we both end up with scars
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will
Is this just a silly game
That forces you to act this way
Forces you to scream my name
Then pretend that you can't stay
Tell me, who I have to be
To get some reciprocity
No one loves you more than me
And no one ever will
No matter how I think we grow
You always seem to let me know
It ain't workin'
It ain't workin'
And when I try to walk away
You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy
This is crazy
I keep letting you back in
How can I explain myself
As painful as this thing has been
I just can't be with no one else
See I know what we got to do
You let go and I'll let go too
'Cause no one's hurt me more than you
And no one ever will

I felt every word she sung. I've never felt this hurt by anyone other than Q, but I wasn't giving up this easily. I'd be damned if I gave up before even trying.

Quentin Rashaad Harris POV
~~~~~ 4 ½ Days Later ~~~~~

"Shorty! Where you at?", I yelled through the house. I had been detained in the county jail for being publicly intoxicated and hiding out at the trap. Glad I got the pigs on payroll, but Lia damn sure ain't gonna take a couple bands and look over my hiatus. I walked in the living room to see the tv on but no one in there. Soon I saw her curvy shape walk into the room.
"Wassup, Shorty? You miss me much?", she looked up and rushed into my arms. I lifted her off her feet holding her in place by her ass. Damn, I've missed my baby!
"Where have you been?", she said as she wiggled down. Short ass.
"I was locked up," she mugged me, hard. "You didn't get a phone call?"
"No, I was in a holding cell. I wasn't processed. Where my boys at?"
"They're upstairs. We got some things to talk about.", she said biting her lip and fidgeting. "Babygirl, can it wait? I need a shower. I been in these clothes for damn near five days.", I lied.
"No, it can't wait. Do you even remember what happened a couple days ago?", I groaned and plopped down on our couch. "We went to that family reunion and I woke up locked up. Why?"
She sighed softly, "At the family reunion, you said some cruel shit to me. You told me that the reason I'm always left at home was because I don't listen to you, you screamed for me to get out your face. Q, you even told me to keep it wet for you because you might not come home! I don't know if that was the alcohol and weed talking or how you truly felt, but I just need to know. Do you regret our marriage?"

"Fuck you mean, do I regret our marriage? Shorty, I love you more than I love my damn self. I couldn't give you up if I had too. Only one person has given me a greater gift than you and that's man above, cause he wake me up everyday. Just to be in you and my sons presence. I want you to know, I'm sorry for anything I said that day. I guess I had a couple drinks too many.", I said staring into her eyes.

"Quentin, you gotta give up that. Every time you smoke and drink together you turn into a different man, and that isn't the man I married. If you gonna act like that and decide to come home don't even think about hitting our bedroom. Go on to your man cave or somewhere. But I'd rather us not fight like this."

"I understand you ma. I'm gonna chill on that shit. But in the meantime, bring that ass here!", I told her.

"I guess you thought I was done? Nigga, where you been for the past five days? I called every hospital, morgue and even the fucking county trying to see if you were there! So try another lie! You can't keep leaving me like that! I don't want to wake up and see that you're not next to me. I want our sons, your sons, Quentin, to grow up with both parents!"

"You acting like I don't make sure y'all eating and got the best shit to offer! I work everyday to afford this shit! F-", I yelled at her until she interrupted, "Q, I ain't asked for this shit! You moved us, we were just fine in the condo! We had just enough space for us to raise the boys! But no! You wanted to go big, you fucking moved us into this house! I didn't complain not one fucking time, because it made you happy! You always bring up how you're working to take care of us, Q. I had a job, shit it's waiting for me now, but I knew you didn't want me to work. So I didn't, to make you happy. I'm a stay at home wife and mother. I cook, clean, take care of the kids, make sure you're good, but not once have you thought about me! I put everything on hold for you! But you ain't even got the decency to fucking come home!"

I sat in silence letting her words sink in. Damn, I did I make her put everything on hold?

"You know what, go take your shower, I know how you hate the smell of your own cologne."
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Snapped! He better stop... mess around and be left in a burning house...

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