A Love Like War: Sequel to Mr. Player

Part 2

Damn work got me twisted. I have to finish a damn 5 page article by 8:30am tomorrow morning and it is currently 9:30pm and I'm only on the 1st paragraph that I've been working on for almost 6 hours.

I push my glasses back on my face and type... delete... type some more... and delete again.

I felt a pair of soft lips press to my neck. My frustration caused me to quickly brush them away.

Justin: "Oh umm well goodnight." He muttered softly. I turned around and sighed as he walked out of the room. I shook my head and continued typing.

***A few hours later***

Finally finished. Praise Jesus. I saved the document and closed my laptop. I walked upstairs, into mine and Justin's room. The bed was empty. I turned around and walked up the hallway to a guest room.

I reached for the knob, but the door was locked which is odd because we never lock it. I swiped my hand over top of the door frame and grabbed the key. I quietly opened the door and peered in.

Me: "Babe?" I saw the figure of his head turn and look at me from the bed.

Justin: "Yeah?"

Me: "Why are you in here?"

Justin: "I don't know. I just am."

Me: "So you're not gonna sleep in our bed tonight?"

Justin: "No." He turned over on his side, away from me.

Me: "Uumm okay." I muttered.

Justin: "Night."

Me: "Goodnight. Love you." I said before leaving the room and going back to mine. I crawled in bed and wrapped myself in blankets. I really wish he was in here next to me:(

***Next Morning***

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I groaned a little and slid out of bed and trudged to the bathroom. I quickly stripped my clothes and got in the shower. I let the hot water pound my body for a few minutes before washing in Paris Amour and washing and conditioning my hair. I rinsed my body and got out. I dried off and went back into the room. I decided on a pair of peach skinny dress pants, a white sleeveless sheer blouse, a black blazer and black flats. I put it on and did some light makeup along with beach wavy hair. Once I was satisfied, I put on my silver Rolex and went and woke Bri up and got her dressed for daycare. She picked out a long sleeve black sweater, light blue skinny jeans and white scarf with her black uggs. Mommy's little fashionista. She put it on and I put her hair in side braid and we went downstairs. I got her a strawberry poptart and apple juice to eat while I gathered my things for work.

I was in the kitchen when Justin came in the front door. I didn't even know he was up.

Me: "Morning, baby." I smiled. His eyes leveled with mine and I realized he was high. He blankly stared at me. Bri came running in the room.

Bri: "Daddddyy!" She screeched with a smile as he picked her up.

Me: "Come on, Bri. We're gonna be late if we don't leave, baby." Justin gave me a slight glare before handing me her.

Bri: "Bye. Love you, daddy."

Justin: "Bye, princess. Love you more." He said pecking her cheek. I grabbed my purse, laptop and Bri's backpack and began to leave.

Justin: "I don't even get a bye from my wife." He chuckled sarcastically.

Me: "I didn't think you wanted to be bothered with me, so I didn't even try." I chuckled with the same sarcasm as him. He rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but didn't say anything.

I opened the door and we left.

Justin already ruined my day, so 10 points for that nigga. Ugh. I don't get him at all.

***4 hours later***

Hubby❤: "Bae, whatever I said this morning was stupid. I was high af and I'm sorry. I was idk. I was just being dumb and I'm so sorry. I didn't tell you this morning but I love the hell outta you and I won't stop"

Well... I guess his little high wore off. Still don't change shit, but whatever.

***later that night***

I walked in the house tired af. I closed the door and forced myself up the stairs. I walked past Bri's room and she seemed enthused in the TV, so I left her be.

I saw a light under Justin's door, so I went to open it and realized it was locked like always. I grabbed the key once again and began to open the door.

Justin: "Wait, bae. Don't come in." I heard something slide across the floor. I fully opened the door.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Justin: "Nothing. How was your day?" He said brushing my question off.

Me: "The fuck you hiding?" I squinted my eyes.

Justin: "Wooooah chill, bruh." I rolled my eyes.

Me: "Whatever." I said turning on my heels, preparing to leave.

Justin: "You always leave me alone when shit don't go your way." I whipped around.

Me: "You always act like an ass." His jaw clenched and he reached for something under the bed. He pulled a bottle of Hennessey to his lips and threw it back.

Me: "Really?"

Justin: "You always starting shit. Leave me alone. I'm better alone anyways."

Me: "Fuck you." I said slamming the door and leaving. I stormed into my room and fell face forward into the bed. Burying my face and screaming. I let the dreary silence put me to sleep.