The Smiths 2: We All We Got

fourteen: home not so sweet

Arielle POV:

I was now home, got in the states early this morning thanks to Monte's private jet.

The twins were at gma's and I was in bed, crying my heart out. I thought we were in a great place. I thought we were building on our family. What the fuck I do to deserve this? He didn't learn his lesson five years ago when I left his ass alone just for him letting a bitch give him oral.

What do these females have on me? What's wrong with me? Am I doing something wrong? He makes me question myself and that's not how you're supposed to make your wife feel.

Drew POV:

Day After

I was back in Atlanta and pulling up to the house. I hadn't let Ari know I was back in town because I lashed out & broke my phone like a dumb ass.

Walking up to my doorstep I noticed how dark & quiet it was in my house. I unkocked the door and it was really dark, the whole house but I heard music coming from our bedroom. Broken hearted by Brandy was playing and I knew I wasn't gonna be able to get through to her today. That was her song to listen to whenever she was really hurt.

I walked in to the bedroom we shared and to my surprise she was dancing around the room, half naked, singing her heart out as if she wrote the song. My baby did have a lil voice on her.

"Ari..." She about jumped out her skin. "I thought I told you not to come here Andrew. Why are you here?" She crossed her arms and leaned back on the dresser.

"Can I explain, please baby?" I shut the door behind me. "Plea-"

"No... Why aren't you at Shay's? You know what, who is this bitch anyway? What she do for a living? Answer that!" She threw her hair in a bun and stood there, straight face.

"She works at the club. She strips at... she strips at Monte's club. Look baby-"

"No." She cut me off again. "A stripper Drew..." she was crying hard. "But why?"

"Baby I didn't mean.. I mean I fucked up really bad. I'm sorry Arielle I know I can't fix this with an "I'm sorry" I'm not fucking her."

"When's the last time Drew?" I couldn't even hold it in.

"A month ago."

"Our anniversary month? How could you do this to us? To me?" I walked up to her and she actually let me hold her without snapping.

"Baby listen she don't got shit on you." Which she really didn't. I was starting to feel like I was making dumb decisions just because. "I made a mistake Ari, I got drunk. I was into it with you, and I wasn't in the right state of mind. Please don't be like this. If anything leave me, I'll do whatever you say, but don't think you're the problem." She hugged me tighter before letting me go.

"I need you to leave Drew, pleace. You know gma number. The kids are over there. They'll be over there for a couple of days. They're mad at me right now so can you fix that for me?"

"Yeah. I can do that." That was the least I could do plus it wasn't her fault. It was all mine. "So where do we go from here?"

"I need some space. I'll be back in touch with you a week from now. It's gone be hard that's what I need right now... okay?"

"That's gone be hard for me to do Ari... I can't just stay in the guest room or something? I wanna be near you."

"Give me a week and I'll think about it." She turned around facing the mirror dresser. She still had tears running down her face as she looked at me in pain. That shit hit me hard as fuck. I hugged her from behind tight, and she put her hand over mine and rubbed my ring finger. She went from my ring to rubbing my tattoo of her name. I kissed her on her shoulder not losing eye contact.