"What the fuck does that mean? What, what, what the fuck is done? How are you done? This is, it's, it's just a little argument we can talk -"
"I'm done talking about this dumb shit Kylie. If marriage is so fucking important that you can't look past it I don't know what the fuck you want me to say. You don't appreciate shit I do for you. "
My heart started pounding and my head was spinning. I felt like someone had just stabbed me.
How can you be done? Done with me? After years of bullshit people gave us for being together we still stayed, after all the baby momma drama, cheating allegations, and non stop hate just for our relationship you want to give up now?
I felt like he didn't give a shit about me.
Or us.
All I wanted was to know why he didn't feel the same as I did. He used to always talk about marriage with me but after a while it stopped. I couldn't help but feel like I was doing something wrong.
I was in tears trying to save our relationship and there he was just ready to go as if he doesn't care.
"T I, I love y - "
"Clearly you love the idea of marriage more. I gotta go. "
"I don't! I ,I swear I just ,I, T I just, I love you and I ,I just don't understand why -"
"Kylie, I'm not gone do this shit tonight ight? If years of me being your fucking rock ain't enough go find someone else. "
"I don't want anybody else! I want you, I want us! I'm sorry for- "
"Nah don't apologize for how you really feel. We stay together I ain't ever gone hear the end of this bullshit. "
"What about , what, what am I gonna tell King huh? He shouldn't have to deal with that shit when he doesn't have to! Just fucking listen to me! "
"Don't worry about him he don't need you. He gone be good with or without you. "
Wow.
Now I'm pissed. I've been keeping it cool for the sake of our relationship but fuck that.
King doesn't need me but who takes him to school everyday? Who helps him with his homework? Who brings him to our room when he has nightmares? Who takes him to all his doctors appointments and soccer practice? Who makes him breakfast, packs his lunch, and feeds him dinner everyday?
Who HAS BEEN doing all of this since King came with us 90% of the time?
Sure as fuck not Chyna.
All she does is drink and party every single day. Even when King is there.
I've had to pick him up early at least once a month because she was too fucked up to take care of him.
Each of the times I did pick him up it was usually around 3am and he would call me because he was scared of all the people coming in his room when he was asleep.
Each time I told myself she'd get better. I told myself she's not THAT selfish. I told her to get her shit together each time and she never did.
Eventually we hired someone to go with him on the weekends, like a weekend nanny to take care of him and protect him because she couldn't.
King grew apart from her which is extremely sad. No child should ever have to distance themselves from their mother. I would never let that happen to Riss and I damn sure wish I could've prevented it with King.
That little boy only depends on T and I. As he should, she let him down a crazy amount of times.
"Fuck you Michael. I've treated King like my own and I see him as my own! "
"I never asked you to do -"
"I FUCKING WANTED TO! "
"THE FUCKIN POINT IS I NEVER ASKED YOU TO!!"
He started walking away from me and I followed him.
"How fucking selfish can you be? Why do you not give a shit huh? Why are you trying to downplay me like I'm not the closest thing T has to a good mother? "
"He's not your son."
"Oh trust me I know I didn't push him out of me but how the fuck can you say that? He's my little boy too. I've been - "
"He's not your FUCKING KID. "
"Get the fuck out. "
"That's what the fuck I've been trying to do. "
He started walking towards the door with his suitcase.
"So you're just gonna leave? "
" I'll be back tomorrow to get King. "
"To get King for what? He has school tomorrow. "
"Because he's my fucking son and he's gonna live with me. "
"Oh and where the fuck are you gonna live? "
"Don't worry about it. "
"He's staying with me and Riss! "
"No the fuck he's not. "
"You don't even know where you're going T! He's staying with me and I'm not gonna fucking argue about this. "
"I'm not gonna keep talking about this. I'm picking him up tomorrow. "
He walked out the door and I completely broke down.
What the fuck am I gonna do.
