Chapter 4

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"We need to talk Kylie. "

That's it? No "baby, babe, love, ky. " ? He never calls me Kylie. I'm disgusted.
It sounds dramatic but I hate that shit.

"No, before we talk I only have one question. Do you even give a shit about us? Our family? Do you realize we have kids that actually love us and we can't just disappear when shit hits the fan? "

"You said one question. "

Really T? He's such a smart ass.

"So then answer one of them. "

"I needed space. You ain't a fucking angel Miss Jenner. "

Miss Jenner... That's the whole fucking reason we're having this conversation. Ugh.

"I don't give a shit Michael. "

"I told you about calling me that Kylie. "

He was getting mad. At least showing some emotion is good I guess.

"So what should I call you T? Or better yet what would YOU like to call me from now on? Baby killer? Desperate hoe? Temporary? "

"I was drunk you know I didn't mean that - "

"But you said it, so is that how you really felt and you just needed the liquid courage to come out and say it?"

"I don't even remember posting that you know I wouldn't have - "

"BUT YOU DID! "

"LET ME FUCKIN TALK! "

"AND SAY WHAT? THAT YOU DON'T WANT TO MARRY ME BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU!?"

"I DON'T FUCKIN LOVE YOU?!  FUCK YOU YOU CRAZY BITCH! I WENT YEARS OF GETTING BASHED FOR YO DUMB ASS! MY MUSIC WAS TAKEN AS A JOKE, MY LIFE WAS FUCKING RUINED SINCE YOU CAME INTO IT!"

His music was never taken as a joke to people. He gets real life confused with social media clowning all the time.

I got dragged just as much as him when we first started going out. People thought I broke up his family, which was never a family in the first place.

"I ruined your life? So all 6 years of me being in your life has been complete shit right? "

"Not Riss. "

"So you've only been happy the last two years correct? "

"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU KEEP PUTTING WORDS IN MY MOUTH!? "

"STOP FUCKING YELLING AT ME!! "

Just then I heard King knock over a cup in the kitchen trying to listen in on what we were saying.

I had tears in my eyes so I needed a minute before I walked over, when I did he was crying which automatically made me cry.

"King what are you doing up this late, you know you have school tomorrow? " I said while sniffling.

"Why are you and daddy yelling? I don't like fighting! "

I could barely understand him from all the fast breaths he was taking.

"Baby just go to sleep, we're fine just talking about something important okay. "

I walked him to his room and when he was finally in bed T was no where to be found.

I walked into our bedroom to see him packing a luggage as if he were going somewhere without finishing the conversation. I think the fuck not.

"So you're just gonna run away again? Is that your thing now? "

"I don't feel like talking to a brick wall. "

"So you're giving up when the going gets tough? No more Kylie and Tyga then? 6 years of our relationship done? "

"There you go again puttin words in my mouth. "

"So then put some fucking words into YOUR mouth and be an adult and TALK. "

"You said you ain't need me right? "

"I didn't mean it - "

"Oh but you said it right? "

"I was mad. You and I know damn well I didn't mean it. "

"You realize you're the biggest hypocrite in the world? Why don't you go get a nigga that likes that shit since you could have anybody."

"Even if I wanted to I would have the decency to let you know we're not together first, unlike you. "

"Fuck is that supposed to mean? "

"You know exactly what it means. I know I have my problems but you can never say I did you dirty like you did me. "

"Why the fuck do you love bringing up old shit?

"Why can't you just tell me why you won't marry me?! Am I not good enough for you?"

Oh God. The tears again.

"If you want marriage you gone have to get it from someone else. I'm done with this shit."

What did he just say?......






How did you guys like this chapter? Next chapter might be a little sadder than this one. 😳 If the way I write their conversation is confusing please let me know so I can make it more clear.

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