Episode 6: Happy Birthday?
Zaina pov
July 14th
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My eyes had just began to shut until a loud voice made me pitch back up.
Idris: ZAINA!
Z: Y-yes!?
I quickly jumped up.
I: YOU DONT HEAR THAT FUCKING BABY CRYING?? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??
Z: Sorry I-I'll get her now
I grabbed my robe covering my naked body and quickly went into Ivy's room. I picked her up from her crib and patted her back.
Z: Shh shh it's okay mama's here
She started to calm down. I felt her diaper to see if she was wet and she was so I changed. A few minutes later Idris walked in the room shirtless with a cigarette in his mouth. I tried not to make eye contact with him for too long but I didn't like that he was smoking around the baby. She already developed asthma and I don't want it to get any worse.
I: What!??
Z: you're..smoking..in front of the baby
I: and what!??
Z: s-she has asthma
I: let me tell you something
He grabbed me by my neck tightly and pinned me against the wall.
Z: o-okay
I: ima do what the fuck I wanna do in my fucking house do you understand?
Z: yes
My voice cracked and a tear rolled down my cheek. He let me go.
I: and stop all that fucking crying!
He hit me in my chest.
Z: sorry
I sucked it up trying not to make any noise because crying only angered him more. I wiped my face and grabbed Ivy, I still had a lot of setting up to do for her birthday party today before everyone came over.
But first I made breakfast for her and Idris and while they ate I started setting up some decoration. I would've done it yesterday but Idris...wanted to do something with me and I couldn't say no. Even though I kind of wanted to...
After the house was pretty much set up I got Ivy dressed up in her birthday outfit then I got ready. It was going to take longer to get myself ready because I had to put on a lot of makeup..
The color corrector I made for my makeup brand was a life saver not only for me but for other girls. Although I think we used it for two different reasons they used it to hide bumps and well I used it to cover scars.
I hated looking myself in the mirror. I used to be so pretty before you know. Now my face is covered in ugly scars, my eyes are noticeably getting darker, my hair is falling out, and I'm getting skinnier. But good thing I'm a makeup guru right?
I: baby your family's here!
Z: shit
I said under my breath trying to quickly close the door. I don't want them to see our bedroom or my face looking like this.
B: zainaaa
Z: just a minute!
Idris chuckled.
I: you know her, she loves doing her makeup
J: ah I know she used to be late for school every morning
After I finished my makeup I slide my wig on and went out to greet my family. I took a deep breath and put on a smile.
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