Monique
As I bent over to pick up the box in the middle of the floor I felt something pelt my ass. I breathed in before slowly rising up and glaring at Zy who was hiding behind the couch. "Zy, I love you. I really do. But if you hit me with another Nerf bullet that gun is going where the sun don't shine!" He gasped and dropped the gun. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the box. "You could at least help geez," I muttered walking out the house.
"What was that?" Zy came and grabbed the box out of my hand.
"I said I love you," I batted my eyelashes at him innocently. He scrunched his face up at me making me laugh. "Go put it in the truck jerk."
"Rude ass. Who's junk this is all for anyway?" He tossed the box on the pile of other stuff. "How the hell do you even own this many clothes and shoes?"
"I don't know," I whined. Currently, we were cleaning out most of the house. It was mostly old clothes that either didn't fit or were stained/damaged. That meant a majority of my clothes are now on the way to the trash.
After much debate we decided to go ahead and move into my house. There's more room and our house hunting is on pause until we get through whatever it is Leslie has planned. We got a letter in the mail telling us our court date. It seems they're moving forward with trying to take her away from us but we're keeping the faith and working hard to improve our odds.
"This is where all your damn money went. Half of this shit you didn't even wear."
"They were cute when I was trying them on but when I came home I rarely thought about them or didn't like them as much. I always told myself I'd take the clothes back but I always misplaced the receipts."
"Wasteful ass."
"Shut up Zy before I smack you." I walked back in the house and heard fast footsteps. I took off running and laughing. "Quit playing-Zy!" I squealed when he tossed me on the bed with him. "You're so childish," I laughed as he began tickling me.
"You love it," he smirked.
"I do," I mirrored his smirk.
He chuckled. "Good." He pecked my lips a few times before deepening it. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Aye why is the front door open? Mo!" Isaiah called out. "What the fuck? Y'all fucking with your front door open?"
"Really Zay?" I sighed. Zy muttered under his breath before rolling off of me. I mugged Zay. Ever since we've agreed to fix our relationship things have been good with us. He's dropped by my house a few times since so I'm not surprised he's here. Just irritated the timing could've been better.
"Just asking," he shrugged.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "What's wrong?" Zay has not been the type to easily hide his feelings and emotions so I could tell something was off.
"Nothing."
"Bull because if it was nothing you wouldn't be here. What happened?"
He sighed before sitting on the bed. "I think...I think Zoe...doesn't love me anymore."
"What? Why?"
"We've been having problems for the past couple of months. About half a year ago, we found out she was pregnant. But when I was out of town, she lost the baby. Ever since then there's this strain on our marriage. Everytime I bring up kids she shuts me down. She won't even let me touch her."
"Well I never lost a child but I'm sure that was traumatic for her."
"That's not it Mo. It's like she's purposely pushing me away. I think she's hiding something."
"That's because she's cheating," Zy said.
"Zy!" I hit and scolded him. "Don't-"
"Don't what? Tell him the truth? Look man, I've been through it. I know what cheating looks like."
"She lost a baby Zy. She's probably scared about losing another baby. Many women keep that fear with them throughout their lives you know."
"Actually," Zay said slowly. "He might be right."
"Wait what?" My mouth dropped. "She's cheating on you?"
"I don't know. I don't want to believe it but I can't deny the signs. She's always so jumpy and nervous around me, I'm even starting to think she's picking fights just so I won't go near her. And there are times where I try to call or text her and she doesn't answer for hours."
"Dang," I said. "Let me call Toni because if she is cheating I'm beating the hoe up."
Zay cracked a tiny smile making me smile. "Thanks but it's alright. I'm just kind of stuck on what to do."
"Divorce," Zy said getting up. "I'll be back babe. Leek needs me."
"Okay." He kissed me before grabbing his keys and leaving. "Zy might be right."
"Man," he shook his head. "I've known her since high school. She was my first serious girlfriend. She can't be cheating, can she?" I didn't really know what to say so we fell into a short silence. He sighed. "She is, isn't she?"
I put my hand on his shoulder in a consoling way. "I wish I had the answers. The only thing I can tell you is to try and get to the bottom of things. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this. Don't get any ideas until you know for sure."
He sighed. "I know but...even if she's not cheating on me...I think our marriage is over. We don't talk anymore, just argue. Like it's not bad enough the trust in our marriage is withering away. We haven't even been married that long. Am I really about to get divorced?"
"That's up to you. I know you love her but sometimes people stop your growth. Sometimes the best thing to do is let go. It's up to you whether or not you're willing to take the risk. It's time you and Zoe have a real talk."
"How am I supposed to talk to her if all she does is shut down and argue?" He grounded out. "I try to talk to her but she won't tell me what's wrong. I'm at my wits end Mo."
"I know it's hard but that's the only way you can get what you need out of this. You're still upset so I say take a few days and calm down. You're welcome to stay here. We're leaving Friday so if you want you can stay through the weekend."
"Where y'all going?" I told him about Demetrius and even if he was a bit hesitant he agreed it might be the best thing to do. I invited him to come with us since he's technically Demetrius's cousin too but it's too last minute for him. But he agrees to stay for a couple of days and get his mind right.
I was worried about him because I knew how much Zoe means to him. She was his first everything. If she is cheating, the hoe better be ready for an asscutting. If she didn't want to be with him anymore she should've just left. Not break his heart. After hearing his story I couldn't shake this uneasy feeling. It's like something has me on edge but I don't know what.
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