The Argument

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Angels POV

For the past few days, Hakeem and I have been very distant. Which is weird. And on top of that, When we're working at Empire, He's on his phone half of the damn time. I shake my head as I wash the dishes, Maybe I'm just being a little bit paranoid. Bree is napping and Hakeem's at Empire. I dry my hands and go lay my daughter down in her bedroom. As I kiss Bree on her head as she sleeps, I hear a car door slam shut. I guess Hakeem's home. I walk into the living room and see Hakeem on his phone.

Me: Hey Keem

Hakeem: *Mumbles* Hey

I raise an eyebrow and sit across from him on the couch

Me: Hakeem we need to talk

Hakeem doesn't look up at me

Hakeem: about what babe? *texting*

At least look at me. I reach over and take Hakeems phone out of his hands. Hakeem looks up at me. About damn time

Hakeem: What the hell did you take my phone for?

Me: Because you weren't listening to me... What's your problem?

Hakeem: *Upset* My problem is you taking my damn phone

Hakeem reaches for his phone as I move it away from his reach

Me: I'm not giving it to you until you tell me what's wrong with you? *puts my hand on my hip*

Before Hakeem could say anything, His cellphone beeps in my hand. I look at the screen of his cellphone to see a text from Velvet. I look back at Hakeem and bite my lip. Really dude?!

Hakeem: Angel baby I-

Me: *Gets teary eyed* So you've been texting her?

 Hakeem comes up to me and tries to hug me, But, I push him away

Me: Get tf away from me Hakeem

Hakeem: Angel *steps closer*

Hakeem  tries again and I punch him in the chest. Hakeem doesn't budge as he keep trying to wrap his arms around my body to comfort me. I keep hitting him as I begin to cry. I'm so hurt I can't even get my words out right. Hakeem grabs me by my wrists and pins me against the wall and looks me in the eyes sadly.

Hakeem: Baby I didn't mean to hurt you, And yes I've been texting her but...Baby I love you and only you *bites his lip*

I sniffle as the tears continue to run down my face.

Me: *sniffs* I need you to leave Hakeem p-please

Hakeem looks at me sadly

Hakeem: Angel *wipes my tears*

Me: Please, Hakeem maybe we just need some space baby

I do love Hakeem trust me I do, But, We just need to separate for a while. It's things like this that makes me crazy for him. Hakeem nods his head and softly kisses my cheek. 

Hakeem: I love you *lets go of me*

Me: I love you too

Hakeem hugs me tightly and walks out slamming the door behind him. New set of tears start streaming down my face as I slide down the wall to the floor. I close my eyes and cover my face. I  get up off the floor and go into our bedroom and lay in our king sized bed. I look to the left of me and look at picture frame of Hakeem and I on the night stand. I sigh and turn over to look at the ceiling. I love him to death but some things I just can't take. I sigh lowly and hug my pillow tightly.

Me: This sucks

Before I could doze off, My cellphone goes off. I look at it to see it's dad. I answered it.

Me: Yes dad

Lucious: Hey princess everything ok?

Me: Yeah I'm fine, Just had an argument with Hakeem *wiping my face*

I hear my father sigh through the phone

Lucious: Everything will be ok Angel, just rest ok

Me: Alright dad, Love ya

Lucious: Love you too princess

I hang up and lay back down. I pray things will get better. I sigh and cover up. I close my eyes and drift of to sleep. Hopefully everything will be ok when go to Empire tomorrow.



Well that happened

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