Chris Brown Shorties[completed]

*Request Naw_You_cool*

Disrespectful
Jamara
"You guys bed now!" I yelled kicking toys out my way as I came up the stairs carrying a basket.
"Mommy!!" My daughter ran pass me followed by her older brother. They started running circles around me.
"Guys quite it and go to bed you have school in the morning." I rub my temples.
"Tell him don't put booger on me!"
They ran down the hall. I sigh walking into Chris and I bedroom. Looking up from the tv he gave a head nod.
"You could help you know. They are your kids to." I roll my eyes setting the basket of towels on the bed.
"I had a long day Jamara I need this time to myself." He mumbled.
"What got you so tired honey?" I asked.
"I had a photo shoot to do today and people just got on my nerves to many times."
I stared at him. "Really....that's it? I did way more shit than that then come home to try and control those animals."
"So what you think I don't really do anything? I do a lot of shit that pays for the shit you do. Don't come in here fucking up my chill Jamara." He chuckled flipping threw channels. "If anyone is the lazy one around here it's you."
I laughed shaking my head. "You had a somewhat hard day so your clearly cranky. I'll just keep quiet and go about be lazy like I do everyday."
"Whatever man you don't do shit. I make the money I pay the bills."
"Do you cook....clean...take care of your kids huh?" I snapped. "Every day is the same thing. You come home and just lay in bed. The kids are running around like crazy people and you pay it no mind. I have to pick up after them like I'm some maid. I'm not!"
"Don't act like I'm not in my kids life Jamara that's some disrespectful shit and you starting to piss me off." He clench his jaw.
"Oh what I'm suppose to be scared because you made your jaw tight...HA! Realty is your not because you are always either fucking those stick models, in that damn studio or traveling the fuck world. Jr has football games, spelling bee's, Princess has ballet and fashion shows. Do you show up to anything NO because you put your damn job before you own got damn kids!" My face was heated my hands hurt from squeezing them so tight. "You are anything but the worlds best dad and I hope me telling you all this opens those eyes of yours. Maybe you'll start acting like you have kids."
He stood marching over to me. Once in front he grabbed me up by my neck slamming my back into our dresser.
"I am a good father don't you ever in your good for nothing life tell me I'm not." His face turned red as he squeezed tighter.
I clawed at his hand trying to get it off. My feet off the ground dangling. My eyes watered as they started to roll to the back of my head. Suddenly he dropped me. I coughed trying to get as much air as possible. Kneeling in front of he me grabbed my face roughly.
"I went easy on you this time. Don't ever disrespect me agiain." Pushing my face away he walked out. "Hey who wants ice cream before dinner!?"