SABTI POV
Trey and I have been engaged for almost a year. We have a lot to look forward to as partners....and as parents. I don't know how this is, but I must be the most fertile woman in America, I swear! This pregnancy is a real surprise because after I had the girls, I never thought that I could have any more babies. Nevertheless, I'm blessed! Our baby boy, Alonzo Parron Neverson was born February 1, 2016. We call him ''AP" for short. He's beautiful, looking like me but he has Trey's toes. We have a wedding date set for May 25, 2017. I wanted to have the wedding before AP came, but Trey wanted us to have a special wedding without me feeling big and bloated with the baby in me. The venue is set and we're going to get married in the Virgin Islands.
The press has been hounding us, trying to snap pictures of our son and asking us to take pictures with the kids, a 50 page spread for $45 million. I don't want any more press, just my privacy.
Trey managed to talk me into buying a second home in the States, specifically in his hometown of Virginia, closer to his mom April who I absolutely adore. I still had my home in Honduras, because I want the children to know their roots. Speaking of children, Trey and I have been having disagreements regarding them. He wants at least two more children, but I'm done. My clock is slowly ticking and I don't want another painful, difficult pregnancy like I had with AP. He says I'm only stressed because of the wedding, but I don't want to have anymore kids naturally. Trey isn't against adoption, but he wants a soccer team!
We had a huge argument about this and put the conversation on the back burner. However, that was the least of our problems.....
I had just come home from dropping the girls' off with Chris and AP with his grandma. Trey and I were still kinda mad with each other, so I slept in the spare bedroom. I woke up from my nap to see an incoming call from Tenese.
Me: Hey, T!
Tenese: Hey girl. You sitting down?
Me: Should I be standing up?
Tenese: Are you at Zampini's right now?
Me: No. Why?
Tenese: I see Trey with this lil' girl whose young enough to be one of ya nieces!
Now, I was mad.
Me: WHAT!?
Tenese: I'mma text you, hold up.
I saw a picture of Trey cuddled up with Tanaya Henry. She's a jewelry designer from LA and had an on-and-off relationship with her for a few years and broke it off to be with me. I'm livid as fuck to be seeing this shit after Trey swore up and down that she was "old news" and "bonafide history." I'm tired of this shit! And almost like clockwork, the Devil himself walked in.
Me: I'mma call you later about Honduras.
Tenese: I got you, boo.
I hung up with her and glared angrily at Trey.
Trey: Baby, what did I do NOW?
Me: Tanaya Henry.
He sighed and tried coming near me, but I moved back and slapped him. I threw the phone at him, showing the picture Tenese texted me.
Me: Didn't you tell me that she was what now?
Trey: It ain't what it looks like, I---
Me: SHUT UP!!!! DON'T TALK TO ME!
Trey: I didn't sleep with her, baby. I SWEAR TO GOD ON OUR FAMILY!!!
Me: I SAID DON'T TALK TO ME!!! YOU CHEATED ON ME!!!
Trey: I love you, I love the kids and I would never---
Me: SHUT UP!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU AFTER EVERYTHING WE'VE GONE THROUGH!!!
I tried to turn away from him, but he pulled me back, shoving me into the table trying to ease the situation with sex but I slapped him again and rushed into the bedroom, running up the stairs to pack things with Trey running behind me. I threw a vase at him, which made him fall back down the stairs. I hurriedly packed my things when I heard loud banging on the door.
Trey: MAN SABTI, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!!! OPEN IT NOW!!!
He kicked at the door and I tried to lock it but he forced it open, causing me to hit my head and fall down.
Trey: I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO!!! LISTEN TO ME!!!
I screamed loudly and he picked me up, shaking me violently. I felt my body getting weaker and weaker when I heard sirens. The last thing I remember is me hitting the floor and Trey pacing the floor when I passed out....
Not again....
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FanfictionSabti Zuniga has had a hard knock life. She bounced around from foster homes, and spent a few years in rehab to treat her alcoholism. Eventually, she pulls her life together and has made a name for herself as a spoken word poet/writer who has been m...
