Hazel
Sitting on the couch in our Atlanta loft I tapped my foot against the floor at a rapid pace. My blood was literally boiling as I waited for him to open the door. Hearing the door open hot tears ran down my face. He walked over to kiss me but I quickly dodged him. Seeing my engagement ring on the table he looked at me before he could say a word, I spoke"
Hazel: "I did everything I could to try and make it work , while you was out here fuckin with these other bitches."
I said almost in disbelief
Meek: "What... Haz-"
Hazel: "You don't gotta say a word Rihmeek"
Meek: "I'm not cheating that's on my life I swear!"
Hazel: "Meek, do you really fuckin think I'd be sitting up here if I didn't have proof?! You really gone sit up here and lie to my fuckin face?! That's where we at now?"
Meek: "You sound like a nut case right now! And you bets to lower your voice for we really have a problem."
He loosened his tie sitting down on the arm rest of the love seat directly across from me.
Hazel: " So who is this little girl calling my phone, amber? Got this bitch calling me coming to me as a woman. What makes it even worse you can't even keep your little cum rag in her place."
Looking down his scowl went away and his face softened.
Hazel: "Your face just told it all"
Meek: "I don't know no bitch named amber"
Hazel: "Oh okay. Let me see your phone then."
Meek: "Fuck no, you don't trust me now?"
Hazel: "You constantly go through my shit and I never fuckin complain. So either you give me the phone or I leave simple."
Meek: "If you go looking for something you gonna find it baby"
With that he handed over his black iPhone 7+ , I shook my head and handed it back to him.
Hazel: "Where the red one? You think I'm dumb? I know this your business phone. Don't fuckin play me I ain't in the mood."
Going in his brief case he looked in there longer than a middle schooler searching for his report card. Finally he pulled it out tapping it against his palm twice he hesitantly handed over to me he looked at me with his deep brown eyes.
Meek: "Look before yo-"
Hazel: "Save it, what's your password"
Meek: "....Its your birthday"
Rolling my eyes I typed in 090190 and sure enough it opened. Looking up at him he rubbed his waves looking at me. Opening the photos it wasn't really anything but some screenshots from Instagram. Well that's a relief, going to his messages I scrolled through until I got to an unfamiliar name.
Hazel: "Who is Arron ? I don't know an Arron"
Meek: "That's a um that's a nigga I play basketball with"
Hazel: "You text Arron heart eyes , oh you l... you love him? YOU GAY NOW ? You a faggot meek? That's we doing now?!"
Scrunching up his face, he got up snatching the phone. Pushing me on the couch more.
