Chapter 2

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I pull up to my house and I just sit in the car for some good 5 minutes, rehearsing what I'm gonna say when I walk inside. "Keith, I'm tired of the disrespect. You'll never learn how to respect me." I sigh. Come on you can do this. "I can do this." I say to myself. "Keith, I'm tired of the lies, the disrespect, and the bitches. When you're ready to commit, then maybe we can actually talk." I nod my head and smile. I turn off the engine and hop out my car. I take out my keys from my Micheal Kors bag and unlock the front door. "I'm home" I yell walking inside slowly. Where's Keith? I look around. I walk into the living room and I see a gigantic teddy bear and a bunch of candy waiting for me on the floor. A smile crept up on my face a little. "I see you saw the gift" I hear Keith say from upstairs. I look up and smile. Stop falling in his trap, I tell myself. I stop smiling and walk upstairs. I try to walk past into my room, but he grabs me by my waist. "Wait man. Let me talk." Is he really trying to explain what he did. "I already know that you let another hoe twerk on you with no undies on, but explain" I say standing there facing him. "It wasn't even like. I was drunk as hell Bre" he says, "and I was working my ass off" I say pushing his hand away from my waist and walking into my room. Keith follows me into the room. "Listen, I'm sorry" he says grabbing my arm. I roll my eyes at him and push his hand back. "You're always sorry" I say going inside the bathroom. "And do you know why you're always sorry ?" I ask him. He puts his head down. "Because you always lying, going to the strip club, coming home late, flirting on with other people. Don't you get tired of hurting me ?" I say taking off my clothes. Keith stares at my body. "And you can't even pay attention. I'm so done" I say slipping on my pajamas, which is a large T-shirt and walking towards my bed. "I've been faithful for the past 3 years. I could be on another niggas dick right now, but no, I'm here arguing with a guy thats gonna do the same shit all over again" I say tying my hair up and putting on my bonnet. I walk over to my makeup desk and start to wipe my makeup off. Keith scoffs. "You wouldn't" he says rolling his eyes. "What makes you think I won't" I say turning back at him. "Do you think I don't have people hitting my line every single day. I get dicks thrown at me everyday and what makes you think that I won't leave you for them ?" I ask him. Keith chuckles. "Shut up Brelyn. Ion even wanna hear any of that shit right now" he says. I smile because I know I got him mad. "Keith stop it. I'm just being respectful, it ain't nothing." "Fuck you then" Keith says flicking me off and then walking past me. I stare at him for a moment with a surprise look."I'm leaving" I say grabbing some clothes. Keith grabs the clothes out of my hands and throws them. "Move Keith" I say grabbing my clothes again. Keith snatches the clothes and grabs my arm. "Please don't leave. Look I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again" he begs wrapping his arms around me. I try to get out his grip, but he held me tight. I stop resisting and hug him back. "I love you B" he says kissing my forehead. "I love you back" I say kissing his lips.

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