Terminal 1

Grow-Up or Shut-Up

Same day...

"Oh Mia..." "No..." she trembled, "He's for real this time. He left and everything." she cried. "What am I supposed to do with two kids? Nick Jr. has autism, it's like he doesn't even care how this will affect him or MJ?" she cried,

"Is that why he's not here?" "Yeah," she whimpered, "but he said he's coming though. I don't even wanna see his fucking face right now." she spoke with a broken heart.

"Friend.." "Oh here you go..." "What?" "I already know you're about to give me the, "Mia rap sheet" so just spare me Ti. We've been together since high school and now that we have two fucking kids, you're just done..."

"Maybe he isn't though..." "Fatima, I literally said he left us..." "Ok, but can I at least ask what brought him to this point? Like what was the nail in the coffin because if I'm being honest the fucking around on each other was it for me." Putting a hand up in defense.

"When he comes home all we do is argue. We're arguing about the kids, our finances, yeah we've been having sex but that shit is starting to...."

Mia stops talking because Zac came back in the living room.

She and Fatima just look at him as he looks at them. "What did I do?" "Nothing Babe. You need anything?" "Uhhh..." Zac stuttered, "You sure I didn't do anything."

Fatima laughs, "Yes Baby Daddy, I'm sure." "Ok..." as he scurried away back into the backyard to finish grilling.

"Come on, let's go upstairs." Fatima said as her and Mia made their way upstairs.

Once they get there they closed the door and continue,

"Ok, you were saying." Fatima huffed getting comfortable.

"So yeah, the sex is a bore because we're always tired." "Ok, let's tackle this one thing at a time." Fatima said trying to help.

"The first advice I'm going to give you Mia, is grow the fuck up." "FATIMA." "I wouldn't be your sister if I didn't tell you the truth." She rebutted because she knew Mia.

Mia sighs, "Now, think about all the situations you've been in with other niggas and then take it back to Nicholas, what was one thing that made you always come back..." "The Dick..." "Ok, another reason." Fatima chuckled.

Mia smiles, "He's always there, he's a great provider, an amazing father, he's funny, confident, smart, passionate about what he believes in, and sexy as fuck." as she swayed her hips. "Hince the reason why I got trapped with two fucking kids."

"Girl. Nick Jr. is 5 and MJ is 2. Get over it." Fatima laughed off. Mia huffs, folding her arms across her chest.

"Mia have you tried to have a conversation with Nicholas." "We're not you and Zac, Ti." "And I'm not saying that you have to be Mi. But it'll probably be a good thing if you two would stop playing these highschool games and grow up..." Fatima retorted. "Life is about elevation, you know that..."

Mia slumps even more pouting, "You can pout all you want but you know that all that cheating shit is dead." "But..." "No, no, no. I gave you you're chance, now you listen. And I'm going to tell you just like you told me. Nicholas is a person and he has feelings too. Did you forget that?"

"Maybe, but..." "Again NO!" as she situated herself.

"Mia, you and Nick being playing this cat and mouse game since high school. The way y'all argue is like you're in high school all over again. When is it gonna stop?" she asked desperately.

Mia is silent. "Now again. No one is expecting your relationship to be like mine and Zac's but bitch, take heed." she told her seriously. "You're wrong and so is Nicholas on so many levels. Own that shit and apologize."