Water Runs Dry | ON HOLD

X | Trust And Believe

X | Trust And Believe
|°| When we were together, I held you down. I gave you all of me, but look at us now. Thinking of all your excuses, but they don't add up. Now it's so easy to see you don't deserve my love. You pushed me far... you brought me to this. You had my heart... but then you blew it. And I'm so over you, go get lost. Boy who do you think that you are? Trust and believe me, you're gonna need me. |°|

Liana Kandyse Williams-Harris POV

I have been getting text messages and phone calls all week from some blocked number about Q. It was probably RaNeshia, annoying, wanna-be-down ass. It seems as if every place I go, she shows up. I'm not the one for prolonging drama, but at this point, I see her McChicken head ass don't know how to stop. 
I felt little hands holding on to my shirt, "Ma!" Chance whine while snatching my earring.
"Hey Mama Baby! You finally woke up, and you are wet! Let's go change your diaper!", I picked him up and laid him on the changing mat and dried him. I laid him on my chest and switched on Bubble Guppies to watch until he went back to sleep or until Chase woke up.
"Lia, you need to get up man! The kitchen is a fucking mess, the living room is dirty, what the hell did you do?", Q said, raising hell as of lately.
"Could you please be quiet? Chase is asleep and Chance is falling back. The living room isn't dirty, I cleaned in there. Although, you said you'd do it, I did it. The kitchen is your fault, you brought all your boys over here and y'all messed up my kitchen. So you clean it.", I said laying Chance back down. I switched on the baby monitor and snapped the other to my shirt to go downstairs.

"So you really gonna walk away from me while I'm talking to you?", he said. I ignored him and kept walking. I heard him smack his teeth and pull my arm.
"Let me go! Don't start this, our sons are asleep."
"Ion give a damn right about now! I work all damn day and I can't even come home to a damn clean house? You a damn fool if you think I ain't mad!"
"You a damn lie! What do you do all day? Huh? Huh! Not a damn thing, if anything needs done at the businesses I'm the one they call. If it wasn't for me, they'd never even open. So don't start that "I don't do shit" song. Believe me I'm over it!"
"Then start doing the shit I need you to do! Damn, is it too much for you to cook what I want to eat? To give me head when I come home? I'm quick to cater to you, but you can't do the same!", he roughly pushed me away.
"Q, if anything, I don't get shit! I shop and buy with my own money! You don't buy groceries nor do you cook, I do. And sex? Anytime you wanted it, I did it! Head? I don't even get the shit anymore, but you damn sure do! Everything I fucking do is for you and my babies and you wanna pull that fucking card on me!", I said throwing punches.
"Stop! You always doing this bullshit! If I slap ya ass back, I'd be wrong."
"You get on my nerves! I'm always doing this bullshit because you always start with me. It's all good for you to push me, but when I retaliate I'm wrong? All I do is fucking love and care for your sorry ass and this is all I get!", he restrained my arms to my sides. "Let me go, Quentin. Ion know who you been rolling with lately but you're been real shady! This is our fourth argument in two days. I can't keep this up. You know the date of the birthday party, you can come back then."
"Girl, shut that shit up! Damn!"
I wiggled in his grip to get loose to knock his nappy headed ass out, until I heard a knocking at the door.
"Let me go!" "Come in!" We yelled simultaneously.
"What's taking you so long Q? I thought you just had to come get something."
"That's why you been acting funny you been fucking this bitch?"
I saw her creep out through the corner of my eye. "Don't leave hun, it looks like you bold. You came in, close my door. How long have y'all been messing around, Q?"
"You really wanna do this?", Q said smacking his teeth. "Seems like you been doing this shit long enough. What's popping? How long have y'all been fucking around, I'm not gonna ask again!"
"I been messing with her since the Pops family reunion. Damn, you happy now?"
"Is she why you didn't come home? Is she the reason your sons wasn't spending time with their father? You've been fucking her and me since the boys were 4 months?! Well you know what RaNeshia, you can have him. I don't want his dirty ass, don't worry I'm not fighting you for him. You can have him, I'm dusting my hands off on this. Get out, don't come back, don't call here, don't text me, if you wanna see the boys they'll be at one of the family members house. I'm done, I'll mail the fucking papers.", I walked away with tears stinging my eyes. Was I really that bad of a wife? Was I the reason my sons were about to lose their father?
"Can I get my sons then?", he said when I made it half way back to the room. I quickly turned around. "First, you come in here yelling starting drama. Then, you decide to bring the same bitch you was crying about last year to my house. Talking about how she don't do shit for you? 'Lia, she don't cook, she don't clean, her shit loose', you don't remember that? Just know, if you think I'm going to let you take my children, you'll be leaving in a body bag. Leave!"

Quentin Rashaad Harris POV

I stared Lia down, as she stared me back. "Wow, man I'll be here for their birthday. I'm taking them with me too."
"No. Only God knows how y'all living. No, get out. Try again in 17 years and a week. They'll be grown, and they can choose."
"You wonder why I'm fucking her! You ain't even letting me keep my own damn kids! At least I can bust a nut with her and ain't gotta deal with the bitching!", I told her.
"Get the fuck outta here Quentin!" I shook my head at her, and walked out the door with Neshia trailing out the door behind me.

Next Week–Happy 1st Birthday Twins!

"Q, I want some dick!", Neshia crowed in my ear trying to sound sexy. I looked over my shoulder and shook my head.
"Can't you see I'm playing the game? And I need to get ready to go. Today's the boys birthday, ma."
"What that gotta do with what I want?",
"I'm not finna be late to my kids first birthday. I'm already here with you instead of home with them. What more do you want?"
"Forget them, you with me now we can start a family.", I started laughing hard.
I looked at her and I couldn't stop laughing, "Forgot them? Those are my sons, I can't do that for no side chick."
"Side chick?! You said you were going to leave her."
"I just told you that so I can get some head. But now you just might get the chance."

~Smiley (May 1, 2016)