My king

Reality

I often wonder is it to good to be true? I mean I'm happy, actually beyond happy. Everything is going so good in my life, I'm just scared that maybe something bad is Bout to happen. Everything is going so perfect, maybe a little to perfect. Maybe I'm just overthinking it. All I've ever wanted was to be happy, genuinely happy. I can honestly say I'm genuinely happy, but for how long?

Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections. I had to learn that. I can't question shit in my life. Instead of worrying about things I don't need to be stressing. At my last appointment my doctor told me I need to gain weight and relax because my blood pressure is high.

I've been so busy the last few weeks. I've been working everyday because one of our girls moved away, and I've been helping covering her shifts until they hire somebody else. Being almost six months is exhausting when you're busy. I'm always tired physically and mentally, but I do everything for my baby girl.

As I check my phone I see that it's 9 a.m. Oh shit, I stayed up all night. I have to be at work at 10:30. I look over and K.j is knocked out. I get up to go shower and get dressed. I leave the house at 10:10 and arrive at work. First person I see is K.j's ex. I'm thinking lord don't let her say nothing to me cause I'll prob hit her in her damn face. I'm already in a bad mood. I walk past her. "Excuse you" she say. I stop, take a deep breath and I turn to look at her. I notice she look preg. "Yea, I am, she says" "it's K.j's just to let you know, so y'all can quit with the lets play happy act. If y'all so happy then why is he still having sex with me, she says laughing. "K bitch" I say walking away. I couldn't help but wonder though.

I was in a bad mood when I got home from work. "We need to talk" I say as k.j kiss me. "Wassup" he say looking confused. "Anything you wanna tell me" I say. Hell I just wanted to be sure that damn baby ain't his, can't be to careful these days. "Nah, what's going on" he ask. "Ya ex say that she pregnant by you, on god she better be lying, cause ima kill you" I say. " see why tf you always believing shit she say, I didn't even know she was pregnant, because I don't fuck with her" he says. "Defensive? I just asked a simple question, yes or no"? I say. " if you really think I would fuck up what we have and get another bitch pregnant, then clearly you don't know me to well, why the fuck would I cheat on you. I fucken love you" he says. " k" I say walking up stairs. "K is all you gotta say" he says following me. I could tell he was pissed but I didn't care. "Well hell since you dont trust me then maybe I should be out there fucken off" he says. " do you" I said. He was making a big deal out if a simple question, but i know he was mad because I was acting like I didn't care. "Why you always accusing me of shit"? That's what's wrong with females today, always letting some mf ruin a relationship He asked . I lost it then. "First of all I don't accuse you of shit, I ask you one fucken question and all hell break loose, and as far as you going out and fucken off, nigga try me. If some bitch say she pregnant by you wtf you think, of course ima come ask you. Ain't no nigga finna have me looking dumb, just like if a mf came to you and told you that our daughter wasn't ours, wouldn't you question me?" I say, "well is she mine, since you questioning my loyalty, then Ima question yours he say . " by this point I'm packing my shit, ain't no way in hell I'm staying here with his ass. I'm acting like I'm tough, trying not to cry, but he just hurt me to my soul. We fuss, all couples do but we've never had it out this bad. This mf really just asked if his daughter was his? That's fucking disrespectful, and that's some shit I don't tolerate. "Let me go" i yell as he try to stop me from leaving. "So you really leaving, all this shit I've done for you! Bought you a damn car, house, and so much more He says "let me tell your ass something, you did this shit on your own, didn't no damn body tell you to do none of the shit you did. It ain't like I dont work, I can never work again ever in my life, and me and my daughter gone still be good, with or without you, but since you wanna question if she yours then don't fucken worry about us we good" I say leaving.

I arrived at my parents second house. I don't tell them about out fight, just that I needed space. Maybe we took the situation too far, but still, don't disrespect the mother of your child. I put my phone on do not disturb mode, because k.j kept calling and texting me. I took my clothes off, got in bed, it felt lonely and I couldn't sleep because I'm used to having k.j's arms around me every night. I get on twitter and see that K. J tweeted that he guess he single. Childish ass. I decided to be petty too, so I tweeted just me and my daughter, we good 💜 then he tweets bitches ain't loyal, so I tweet y'all niggas ain't either. I get off twitter cause he was pissing me off. Been together almost 2 years and ain't never even thought about breaking up. I guess happiness ain't forever, just got to accept reality.