//SONG: TRIGGERED BY JHENE AIKO//
SCENE: ARMANI has arrived at the ROSEWOOD JEDDAH HOTEL of the Al Shatai District in Saudi Arabia...
Just when I was wondering if Aisha snuck back out with Dontrell or took her hot ass home, my worst fears are confirmed when Tae walks down here to the lobby.
I stand here. Frozen.
Staring at her. Here. In Saudi Arabia.
Her.
Aisha.
She's here. And I'm tired.
All my insides hollow out with flashing thoughts -- just try to smile, I was a fool, I hate this bitch, I left my fucking kids at home for this, everybody looking at me, she got on all Gucci, she dressed better than me, I packed like a dummy, I'll stab this nigga, I came all the way to Saudi Arabia, everybody looking, I thought I could make this work, he sounded so nice, I look stupid, he ain't shit, he mad that I came, my girl was right, everybody looking at me, he got on Gucci too so they a couple, my plane ticket costed an arm and a leg, how could he be fucking this little girl, why me, I hate this nigga, why can't this be me, what happened, why she here, I love Delontae, this shit hurts so fucking bad, play it off, she winning, how can I play this off, I'm so stupid, I look crazy, I'm pregnant.
"I'm pregnant. That's why I came," it comes out my mouth in the lobby of this luxury hotel for Americans. I stare at Delontae and grab my stomach, and I have to grit my teeth to stay up.
"Okay," he says and just nods at me
"So what's up?" he sits down and asks me.
He so cute. Everything a woman could want in a man and the love of my fucking life, rich and cute, he's my baby daddy. I gotta fight for him, this bitch winning, I can't let her win--
"Armani!" Delontae suddenly grabs me and helps me sit down when everything goes dark and I almost drop on the floor.
"You aight?" Tae asks me so sincerely. When I know it ain't sincere. He ain't sincere, he ain't right, he sick, he ain't -- I nod my head, staring back at him.
"Go get Miss Mary," he tells Aisha. HER! Her her her her!! I stare at her outfit, like they were about to go somewhere, they fuckin' matching in Gucci, they are actually right here in my face together, matching, And I want that bag, I want her purse, how is this happening? Jealousy and hurt burns all in my soul staring at her purse...
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RomansaBased on a true story. She's been the object of his O.L.D. (Obsessive Love Disorder) since her birth. And now he's the object of hers. WARNING: Delontae aka Tae is VERY EXTREMELY dark and don't give a f**k about nothing or anyone but Aisha until he...