𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘.

17 ☼

It was 5 in the morning when Shawn finally decided to come home.

    Everything that happened hours before were a blur to him. As he parked his Mustang in the driveway, the sudden realization that he cheated on his girlfriend with a stripper began to sink in.

    Roughly rubbing his temples, Shawn sighed loudly. He fucked up big time. This was way worse than his reoccurring involvement in the game.

Exiting the vehicle, Shawn quickly made his way over to the front door, carefully unlocking it. He hoped that Moni was already asleep. He wasn't in the mood for another argument nor did he know how to explain why he was home so late.

Shawn quietly walked up the stairs, making sure that his footsteps were light and noiseless. Once he made it to their room, he briefly glanced under the door. There was no light, Moni must've been sleeping.

Letting out a sigh of relief, he slowly pushed the door open. Little did he know, she was wide awake and watching his every move in the dark. Moni couldn't go to sleep, especially knowing that Shawn was still out.

    Before Shawn could take another step, she quickly reached over to the lamp that was on the nightstand and flicked it on.

    Stunned, he stopped in his tracks. He honestly didn't know if she was still awake.

    "Where were you?" Moni questioned as she swung her legs over the bed and stood on her two feet.

    "You already know the answer to that," Shawn answered, standing up straight.

    Moni made her way over to him. He eyed her suspiciously as she stood in front of him. She looked him up and down, checking for any bruises. Leaning closer, she noticed a mark on his neck. Without warning, Moni slapped Shawn across his face, causing it to twist to the side.

    Caught off guard, Shawn's mouth was agape. He quickly placed his hand on his stinging cheek. Rage slowly began to fill his body.

    "What the fuck was that for?" He barked angrily.

    "Fuck you mean?" Moni questioned, her nostrils flaring. "You was cheating bitch ass nigga!"

    "No, I wasn't," Shawn lied through gritted teeth as he kept his hand on his cheek. "I was scratching my neck and scratched too fucking hard."

    Moni chuckled at his lie. "Shawn, do you think I'm stupid?"

    Shawn stood there, ignoring her question. He continued rubbing his cheek, which was now swollen, to reduce his pain.

    Annoyed, Moni grabbed him by his shirt. She stood on her tip toes and smelled into the crook of his neck, inhaling the faint scent of liquor and cheap perfume.

"The fuck is you doing?" He questioned as he swatted her hands and backed away.

"You just proved my point. You a sorry ass, good for nothing ass nigga."

"I wasn't cheating."

Moni was about to slap him again but he caught her hand. She was both hurt and enraged. This was the first time Shawn had did something like this. She was nothing but loyal to his ass yet, was getting treated like nothing.

"Bae-" Shawn started to say.

"Don't fucking call me that!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Hot tears began to roll down her face as she stared at him. This wasn't the man that she knew, but a stranger.

"Yo, chill the fuck out," He pleaded, letting her hand go and staring down at her. His heart tore. Seeing her at her breaking point made him feel like shit. Maybe she was right- that he was a good for nothing ass nigga.

Moni's chest heaved up and down dramatically. She took in deep breaths and exhaled, trying to calm down.

"I'm sorry bruh, I ain't mean to do this shit. You know I love you bae, on my momma grave I love you. I don't know what happened. I had a couple of drinks, the music was playing, the females were doing their thing and shit happened."

Moni glared at him. "Females? So you were at a strip club?"

Shawn nodded his head absently.

"So, the strip club is more important than your family, huh?"

"Nah, it's really not."

"If it's not, why would you go and do what you did? We just had this baby like a month ago and this is how you doing it?" Moni questioned as more tears streamed down her face. "I've been nothing but loyal to your ass. I've never stepped out on you, and I'm the only person who still has your back and still rocking with you, and you fuck it up over some cheap prostitute?"

"I don't know what came over me man, I deeply regret that shit."

Moni stared in his eyes for a long time before turning away from him and walking to the bed. She grabbed a couple of pillows and a small ass blanket. Shawn looked at her in confusion until she walked back over to him. Moni threw the items at him.

"Since you wanna be out so bad, get out."

"You gone be like-"

"I said get out!" Moni yelled again, this time her voice cracking.

Shawn nodded his head and walked out of the room. He wasn't going to provoke her any further, she was already in deep pain. Once he stepped out of the room, Moni forcefully slammed the door shut, causing nearby pictures that were hung up, to fall on the ground.

Once he made it to the living room, he laid down on the couch and threw the covers over his body. He didn't know what to do. It felt like he was fucking up intentionally. Overwhelmed with his thoughts, he hoped that sleep took over his body.

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    The next morning, Shawn woke up to the smell of breakfast being made. As he sat up, he experienced pain in his lower back. Sleeping on the couch was terrible.

    Placing a hand on his lower back, he gently massaged it as he stretched. As his eyes focused, he saw Moni sitting at the kitchen island with her back turned.

    Shawn stood to his feet and made his way over to Moni, who was eating breakfast. Feeling his presence, she tensed up and turned around to see the cheating bastard. She then quickly turned away.

    "Yo, shit don't gotta be like this," Shawn said hoarsely, placing a hand on her shoulder.

    Moni rejected his touch and quickly stood to her feet. She walked up the stairs and into her room, leaving Shawn behind.

    Speaking to her was gonna to be harder than he thought.