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It was Mary's funeral a couple weeks ago and Chris surprisingly seems to he taking it very well. At the funeral I managed to catch a glimpse at Keisha as she greeted Chris with a more than friendly hug, I'd be lying if I said my blood wasn't boiling but I wasn't going to make a scene. It pains me to say that Keisha was beautiful much better looking than I was.

Chris and I haven't got the same spark like we used to, he's been getting very easily pissed off and is constantly out, I hardly see him.

I lay in bed staring blankly at the television waiting for Chris. "Wassup Tiana", he came over kissing my cheek. "Why you smelling like perfume babe", I asked pulling him closer. "You and your paranoia", he pushed me away, "paranoia? You're saying it like you've never cheated before and like you never will", I folded my arms against my chest looking at him up and down, "Where's the trust? I'm getting tired of your bullshit, always accusing me of some shit, fuck you I don't need this!", he shouted. "Why you stressing if you claim you ain't don't nothing wrong?!", I screamed back at him. He stayed silent looking down, "you were with her again weren't you?", my voice softened and I saw him clench his fist, I stepped towards him slowly, "why, I was here", I stroked his cheek. He raised his hand and hit me across my face causing me to stumble back from the impact and shock. "I didn't mean to hit you, I'm sorry", he attempted walking towards me but I flinched. "Don't fucking touch me and get out my house!", I shouted at him. "Please I'm sorry", he got on his knees putting his hands together begging for forgiveness, "I don't care get out my house, I picked up my baseball bat causing him to run downstairs. "Jermaine you gotta help me get her back please! I hit her and now she on a mad one", he said breathlessly. Jermaine and Alyssia looked at him in disgust, "you never lay your hand on a woman. Get out the house", Jermaime said calmly but his face showed pure anger, Chris looked around room sensing that he wasn't welcome as hateful glares shot his way. "I'll be back Tiana, I'm sorry", he closed the door behind him as I slid down the doorway with my knees hunched up to my chest feeling my tear droplets run down my face. Jermaine and Alyssia sat down either side of me both resting their heads on my shoulders. "Tiana you've become like a sister to me, I hate seeing you cry", Jermaine said rubbing my back, "I don't know what's wrong with niggas these days. You're absolute perfection yet he goes and screws shit up, what a dickhead", Alyssia ranted. I was too choked up from tears to talk and when I did try my voice was barely audible, "I just need to be alone guys, thanks though". I upped and walked to my ensuite inspecting my face in the mirror, my cheek had become slightly swollen and it was evidently a shade of purple. I needed a change in order to move forward with my life.

I sat on the edge of my bed on the phone to Aamayah telling her all about the events that took place, majority of the conversation was her shouting about Chris but once her rant was over we had made plans for Tuesday.

"Alyssia does your mum still do box braids?", I questioned, "yeah, why?", "do you think she can hook me up? I want to change my look a bit", I said looking in the mirror, "she can do it tomorrow if you want.", "perfect", I smiled.

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