Behind Closed Doors [12]

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After I had Dominick, me and E's relationship just wasn't the same. His behavior and attitude towards me changed. My parents accepted the fact that he got me pregnant because at the end of the day, I'm grown.
I don't need them to tell me what to do and who to date. Those days are over, I'm not a kid anymore. I can handle myself.

I still remember when Tracy's crazy ass had the audacity to come to my man's house and ask for him. She asked "is Eric home? and do you know where he is and when he'll be back?" I simply told her that I do not know where Eric was but I can give him a message. Her exact words were "well tell him to get his shit together. Be a father and start spending time with his daughter every once in awhile."

Ha, no this bitch didn't. I told her okay and to not come back to my house again. She looked at me with a grin and said "bitch this isn't your house. This is Eric's home. You don't pay not one bill in here. You may have him now but you wont have him long. E has a reputation, remember that." She smirked then walked away.

"Just remember that I have him and you don't," I replied while she headed toward her car.

The next night I was home alone once again and watched cartoons with Dominick in the living room. After he fell asleep on the couch, I turned off the t.v, carried him upstairs and laid him in his bed. The time is now 12:30 in the morning, where the hell is Eric? His days and nights in the studio are getting longer and longer.

I tried to call the studio but no one answered. Then I paged him, still no answer.

"Where are you?" I thought to myself.

Minutes later, the phone began to ring.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Who is this?" the voice on the other end asked.

"Honey you called me. Now who the hell is this?" I replied.

"I need to speak to Eric, this is Joyce."

"Joyce? Who are you are why do you need to speak to my man?"

"Girl chill I don't want your man. I'm the mother of his son Derrek and I really need to talk to E if you don't mind," she said in a hateful tone.

"Well I'm Aaliyah. The mother of his son Dominick, nice to meet you Joyce."

I hung up the phone and attempted to go to bed, then the phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"Bitch why did your insecure ass hang up on me? Chill your panties baby. I don't want your man, I just have one of his many kids. But I assume that he's not there so I'll just page him. Just a quick reminder, you aint the main bitch! Half of Eazy's family don't fuck with you. You may be living in his crib but you aint nothing special but another bitch E fucked. Just had to clear that up. It was nice talking to you."

"Ho I have no reason to be insecure. And yeah you got one of his kids but you probably one of the hoes he fucked on tour. Just a quick nut! Me and Eric has been together since 1990 and he asked me to move in with him. So child please I'm far from the side chick. You want to be me huh? And you sound dumb because in reality, you're just another bitch he fucked. Don't call my house anymore you broke ass ho! Have fun getting child support," I responded.

She laughed.

"Bitch how is that your home? How many bills do you pay? Exactly. You're living off of Eric. I may not be in a relationship with him but at least I can say that I'm not depending on a man. Now like I said, it was nice talking to you sweetie. Goodnight," she said before she hung up.

I hate cussing because it makes me look and sound so ghetto but I had no choice. Sometimes cussing is the best way to get my point across and I had a million reasons to cuss her ass out.

This bitch called my man's phone, asked to speak to him, then had the nerve to call me the side bitch? I love Eric but I'm not about to keep fighting with his mulitple babymamas. He finally comes home after staying out all night. After he took a long, hot shower, he brushed his teeth and laid in bed with me.

"Where were you?" I asked.

"What you mean where was I?" he replied.

"Just what it sounds like, where were you?"

"And who are you to ask me where I was? Did you forget that this is my house and that I can come and go as I please?"

I laughed then got up and walked in the hallway. Seconds later, he followed.

"So you know one of your multiple baby mamas called and asked for you."

"And?" he asked.

"I'm tired of your multiple baby mamas E! This is twice in one week. Last night, Tracy's retarded ass had the nerve to come up here and ask for you. And now Joyce?"

"Why you keep saying multiple baby mamas? Aint you a baby mama too?" he asked.

"Oh so that's what you consider me? One of your baby mamas? Am I just another bitch you fucked?"

I hate arguing with E. This is old to me but new to y'all. This isn't the first time we've argued about this shit. I'm just glad that he isn't drunk, otherwise the argument would've been worse and probably violent.

"Do you want to be the bit-" he had to cut hisself off.

"What were you going to say? Were you about to call me a bitch? Go ahead and say it."

I could feel tears in my eyes. I hate crying too, especially in front of Eric. I tried to make them go away but I couldn't. I try not to cry when we argue because I don't want him to think that he won.

"Let me tell you something," he said while walking closer to me. "This is my house and I make the money, not you. So since I make the money and pay the bills, it's my rules."

"Look just leave me alone Eric."

I tried to walk to Dominick's room but he grabbed my arm.

"And one of the rules in my house is to never walk away from me while I'm talking to you. Do you hear me?" he asked.

I just shook my head and looked down while tears continued to run down my cheeks.

"I said do you hear me?"

"It's your rules," I said lightly.

"And it's my money. So whatever I say goes. You may not like it but life is not supposed to be fair."

"But I don't like your rules," I replied.

After our talk, I decided to sleep on the couch. It's actually the first time I've slept on the couch by myself since me and E has been together. This isn't Eric, this is Eazy-E. Eric Wright is another guy.

| Once again, everything in this book did not happen in Eazy & Tomica's relationship. I just used my imagination and made something up 😂 hope you're enjoying my story |

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