*Y'ALL THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO LEAVE WITHOUT GIVING Y'ALL A LITTLE SOMETHING SOMETHING?*
They help me load up the twins and then I got in and left out. I pulled up Sonic to get me some wings and I texted Tray to see if he would want something.
me - hey babe at Sonic, want anything?
myKing👑 - nah, just packing my sh*t.
me - the fuck? for what?
After that, I got no reply. Fuck the food at the moment, I backed out and headed towards the house. I was confused. When I pulled up in the driveway, his truck wasn't there. I tried calling him but he didn't answer.
I got out the car and grabbed the sleeping twins, I walked in the house and up the stairs to lay them in the crib. I left out their room, closed the door and started calling Tray again but the nigga still ain't answer.
I sat on my side of the bed and then I saw a folded up piece of paper. I grabbed it and saw that it was divorce papers. My fucking heart dropped. I started calling Tray again and then he finally picked up.
"Hey, where are you?" I questioned.
"I left." he stated.
"Okay, you left and went where?" I asked.
"Just know that I left and I ain't coming back."
"What the hell you mean ain't coming back?" I asked.
"We should separate forever. Bye." he said.
"Trayvon, don't you hang.....
Before I can finish, he hung up on me. I was pissed, like what the hell. I kept calling him over and over again but he didn't answer me. I was about to be in tears on the bed. Mostly because I was pissed and the other reason is that we just celebrated our one year anniversary. I was walking around the room trying to call him and he didn't answer.
"This is some sh*t." I stated to myself.
I heard the beep beep noise letting me know the door opened and I threw my phone on the bed and went downstairs and met him in the kitchen.
"The fuck you mean you leaving?" I asked pissed off.
"What you mean, what I mean? I meant exactly what I said." he stated going upstairs.
"Why...What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm coming to get the rest of my stuff." he said as we walked in the room.
"Get your stuff for what?" I questioned.
He walked in the closet and started grabbing some his clothes. When I realized what he was doing, I jumped in front of him.
"No, what are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm getting my stuff and I'm going to leave." he said moving me out the way and laying his clothes on the bed.
"What? Where is this coming from?" I questioned.
"This is coming from me. I'm done, it's over." he said walking back in the closet.
"Really? Are you for real?" I asked.
"Noami, I'm dead serious." he said.
I stood there starting to cry because last night we had a good ass time and now he wants to leave me.
YOU ARE READING
Always My Thug
RomanceWhat's up with Noami and Tray now? Are they ever going to get back together or are the relationships they have now, much better for them? Read and find out..... Book 1. My First Thug Book 2. Still My Thug