Playlist Love {Progressive Part 2}

Can't Raise A Man | Q.M. | 1

Requested by @AdrianAugest
Can't Raise A Man - K. Michelle
Quavo Marshall
Atlanta, GA
Adrian Marshall

He got older but never grew
For his life he can't tell the truth
How to love he ain't got a clue
Playing games like he'll never lose you

Adrian took another long swig as she sat on her closet carpeted floor crying as she scrolled through an article.

"After everything I've done for him...." Adrian mumbled to herself as she came across another article about her husband and his side chick.

The more she scrolled, the angrier she got and eventually she threw her phone against the wall. Her entire screen cracked but she didn't care. She put her head in her lap and cried some more.

She was getting ready for a little date with her girls but got distracted by an article by TMZ claiming Quavo, her husband, had got AIDs from his side chick. At first she didn't believe t because TMZ isn't credible but she went into full detective mode. She found more than 50 articles with pictures of them on dates and stuff. His side chick, the industry pass Karrauche, had even posted a very friendly insta post about him on his birthday 5 weeks ago.

Adrian felt played, tired, angry as hell, and not confident. They had been together for 5 years and married for 3 and he cheated on her. And not only that, she might have AIDS because of his dumbass decision to cheat with the girl who goes around the industry.

She was going to kill him. She cried for 10 more minutes before wiping her tears and putting on her mask. She grabbed his stuff and started throwing it out the front door.

"Whoa! What are you doing?!" Quavo exclaimed stepping out his car once he got home.

Adrian showed him her phone. Although it was hella cracked, he could still see the article.

Rapper Quavo takes Karrauche on dates and rumor has it she has given him AIDS

"Baby, it's TMZ, you really gon believe them?" Quavo said.

"I didn't until I did some research" Adrian said showing him her history of photos with Karrueche.

"I-I can explain. We just good friends. She going through it with Chris right now" Quavo rubbed his head knowing how guilty he looked.

"I'm not stupid Quavo. If y'all were good friends you would've told me you hung out with her often. Instead you've been lying to me thinking I wasn't gonna find out.... I'm not even gonna have this argument. Get your shit and leave because we are over. Expect some divorce papers soon" Adrian went off eventually pushing him out the door and slamming it in his face.

5 Months Later....

"Girl how much longer are you gonna keep him in the doghouse? It's been a long time I think he learned his lesson" Cardi sat across from Adrian at Applebee's.

"Until he can take back the fact that he cheated on me, has AIDS, and lied to me on a regular basis. Oh wait, he can't. So I guess never. Shit he's lucky I have a heart and decided to get a separation instead of a divorce. If I had got AIDS, his ass would've been dead" Adrian grabbed her straw and sipped some of her sprite.

"You're so stubborn girl. You should see him, he's a total wreck without you and needs some serious help. He's not drinking, not eating, not making music. Please give him another chance Adrian. Or at least try" Cardi said eating her fries.

Although she strongly disliked Quavo at the moment, Adrian still had sympathy that the man she loved was having a hard time. She thought about it for 3 minutes and eventually let her wall down.

"Okay, since Takeoff, Offset, and you keep bugging me about it, I will" she rolled her eyes.

"Yes! Tonight at 8? Yes? Okay, y'all will have a little date at BJ's. He'll come pick you up at 7:15"

"No I'm definitely meeting him there at 8"

"Okay that's a plan"

8 pm

"Hello Quavo" Adrian said as she sat across from him at the booth he got.

When he looked up, Adrian tried to not react to his extremely red eyes. Either he was high as fuck or really tired.

Instead of answering, Quavo did not reply and took in her appearance. Adrian waited for a response but got sick of him just staring at her.

"You know what, I don't have time for this. I gotta pick up my kids from my mom's house" Adrian picked up her keys and wallet and began walking away before Quavo reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her harshly into the seat next to him. Adrian snatched her wrist away but did not move.

"How do you think I'm doing? You took our kids and moved away" Quavo said with an attitude.

"Because you started acting up"

"Nah you started having niggas in your studio sessions, working with them and dancing on them-"

"Hold that shit up nigga. You know that's a lie and you don't know shit. You don't hear anything from TMZ about me. But you not wrong about me working with them. I bought you hat motherfucking Benz that sits in the garage, the one you wrecked the first day you drove. I loved and spoiled you from day one. I ain't let not one of those niggas stick anything in me but if they treated me like a woma-"

"I spent millions on you, what the fuck you tryna say?"

"Ok? And? I got 9.93 billion on me right now. I don't need you or your money nigga. When you and your family went to jail, who held you and your money down?"

"Darling, darling" Quavo chuckled.

"Darling, I never cheated on you ever in my life" Adrian said on the verge of tears. She grabbed her stuff and stormed out the restaurant.

Sorry it's been so long! College is going great, I'm hella busy most of the time.