Tira's Pov:
Next week will be Aunt K's birthday and I've been planing a surprise party for her all week. I just left from meeting the party planners to see how things we're going at the facility that I had rented.
I am now 5 months pregnant with a beautiful baby boy. It's hard because me and Que are not talking. I know y'all wanna know so I'll tell y'all what happened.
Recap Of Last Thursday:
So last Thursday @ approximately 4:27 a.m. Jacquees walks into the house after one of his shows, with a bottle of GTV in his left hand and his body guards helping him to the room. I was still in the room waiting for him when I heard groaning nosies and the door closed to the room.
I clapped the lights on to see him more better and he was looking at me with blood red eyes. It scared the shit out of me but I still went to check on him. So I started walking over there to him.
Tira: You okay baby?
As I went to put my hand on his cheek he slapped them out of the way and lightly pushed my back.
Tira: Que what the fuck was that?
Que: (Starts Laughing) I'm fucked up bae. (Stumbling to the bed) Come lay with me.
Tira: No Que. I think it's best you stay in the guest room.
Que: You on some other shit.
Tira: No that's you nigga.
Que: What?
Tira: (Mumbles) You heard me.
Que: (Snatches Tira Up By The Arm) Watch your mouth.
Tira: (Snatches Arm Back) Whatever and keep your hands off me jack ass.
Before I could even turn around to get into bed Jacquees punched me so hard in the face and it's been swollen every since. I left that night and went to Layah's house to sleep. She was so mad when I told her not to mention it to Issa, but she still did. I had to lie to Aunt K about it, but I still don't think she bought "my story."
End of recap
I was now going back home, because it is my house and all my belongings where still there. I was just here to grab some things. I was trying to hurry up before Que came, because I know he'd be gone to the studio around this time.
While I was closing the room door back I heard the alarm system say "front door open."
Shit.
I walked downstairs and into the kitchen to see if there was anything in the fridge. Nothing.
I tried reaching for the cereal on the second shelf. So I tried jumping to get them. Trying to be as quiet as possible, but I ended up knocking some other cereal boxes down. I heard laughing behind me and I turned around and rolled my eyes.
Que: Hey.
Tira: Bye.
Que: Look I'm sorry.
Tira: You know what I'm so sick of "I'm sorry" I hear that more than "I love you". You can feed that shit to the birds. FYI watch your back... Layah's looking for you.
