Just me writing a bunch of shit that comes to mind.
Some characters from my books, some made up for the story. I take request overall just here to keep inspiration and get better at writing
Nassiah. "So go be with your little boyfriend, me and mines really good with or without you"
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Alonso. "Baby, stop- I'm not worried bout that nigga"
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Mason "Little trouble in paradise?"
—————————————————————————— It had been two months since Nassiah told Alonso to handle it, but Mason doesn't take the warnings seriously. Now Alonso is in the dog house more than before- plus Nassiah had found out about the date. He is not letting up. ————————————————————————————
Nassiah sat across from Tash shaking his leg up and down, Poor Naylani who sat on his leg was bouncing up and down giggling thinking her father was doing it on purpose. King was at school luckily- Alonso had dropped him off that morning. Thats the least he can do.
"Nassiah you always think Alonso's cheating on you, he never is- so why is that ring off your finger?"
"Tash he's fucking cheating! This isn't no little someone flirting with someone. This is him going on a fucking date- this is him still working with that bitch ass" Nassiah had to shut himself up, He was trying to actively calm himself down as his blood was boiling. He had already kicked Alonso out the house two nights ago. Like clothes everywhere- Nassiah ready to beat his ass kicked him out. It was 10pm.
"Wait- Nassiah you not lying either? You know how you get"
"I read the damn messages of him saying" he stopped and covered Naylanis ears who just laughed some more trying to pull her father's hands off."Nigga saying he wanna suck Alonso's dick- saying I'm a ain't shit ass husband" Nassiah added and Tas'hania mouth fell open. "So his ass had to go- he. Had to go"
"Where his ass at now?"
"I don't know- I don't care"
Two days ago, the Chavera residence.
Alonso was falling for King saying he had to use the bathroom for the hundredth time. Nassiah wasn't getting out of bed- but of course Alonso got up every time, if it wasn't the bathroom it was he needed a drink, he needed something to eat, he needed a damn cookie. Nassiah heard his husband's phone go off, not once- not twice but three times. The third time made it suspicious. At first he assumed it was Maurice asking if he made it home safe. They went to something the mayor was hosting, the center was invited because they wanted to do something for the kids, and as people who work directly with the kids and quickly becoming a big staple of the community it was only right. Nassiah wasted no time leaning over to Alonso's side of the bed and reached to grab his phone. He clicked on the screen which was a picture of Nassiah and the kids but he couldn't even think about that- all he could think of the name- the name of the same man Nassiah told Alonso to handle. Texting his husband- at 10pm at night. Three fucking times.
