"Zara?!" I was flushing the toilet when I heard my baby's voice call me. I was a bit bent off a bottle of Ciroc, but I could tell she was clearly mad.
"Yessssss ba-" I came out of the stall and saw Tonya leaning against the sink, and Deena just walking into the door. I looked at Tonya... And then back at my wife. "Ton- Tonya. SUP thoughhhh?" I walked to the sink and felt BOTH of their eyes burning into me, but didn't dare turn around to look at either of them to my right.
"... Hurry up..." Tonya started walking toward the door as she finshed the sentence. "We're beginning to dock..." I looked then, to see Tonya eye Dee up and down and laugh as she walked out of the bathroom.
"Laterrrr Zara... Call me?" She spun around and winked, and laughed again as she met with Kahli outside the bathroom.
"... Zara. What the FUCK was that... She testing my patience." Dee walked into the bathroom so no one would hear her voice. "The only reason I'm not beating that bitch's ass is because of this baby..."
"... SO LET ME DO IT FOR YOU." I darted out of the bathroom, leaving Deena behind me, and watched as Tonya exited the boat. I walked to the exit of the boat as Deena yelled out behind me.
"ZARA! STOP! YOU'RE DRUNK!" There was no stopping me then. I felt like I was disrespected, like my WIFE was disrespected, and our BABY was disrespected too... I jogged up behind Tonya on the dock and grabbed her shoulders back, and her walk was stopped.
"Tell me the fucking joke... TELL ME!" I slurred.
Kahli came quick with a "What the fuck are you-"
But I snapped back with a "WHO the fuck was TALKING to you bitch? I heard what you was tryna pull, I already don't fucking like you. Now Tonya... Tell me... The FUCKING.." I yanked her around. "JOKE !"
With that word I punched her in her face, and yelled "DON'T EVER... EVER DISRESPECT MY FAMILY." Deena came up and held my arm back before I could hit her again. I ripped open her blazer. "My wife... Is having our baby. Respect our baby..." I pulled out a small flask from inside of my jacket and took a whisk. "Never. Never again." I slurred out those words and Deena kissed my now bloody hands from hitting her so hard in her nose.
"Zara... Let's... Let's go..." Everyone stared at us as we walked to our driver in the car...
The FUCK were THEY looking at?!
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RomanceZara and Deena go through life trying to make their relationship work... The hardest thing they've ever done.