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Insecure: Part 2

   Y/n woke up clenching her abdomen, Keith had went too damn rough again last night. This was becoming pretty common now but his rage infuriating more and more as the days went on.

She wanted to say something about it but she didn't want him to spazz out on her.

           He was starting to intrude on her space more than she anticipated.

She knew Keith had his reasons though, no one really understood him like she did.

       He wrapped his arms tighter on her waist as he snuggled his head on her lap.

              "Good morning baby." He mumbled kissing her thighs.

           She stayed quiet, thinking about what she'd say in response.

      He sat his head up analyzing her face, her plump lips, her skin, and her frown.

          "What's wrong?" He said tugging at the hem of her underwear.

               She shifted under her blanket, scooting away from him.

                      He sat up and starting staring at her.

                                              "Baby, tell me what's wrong."

             "I'm fine Keith." She said reaching for her phone.

   He grabbed her phone before she could fully take it into the palm of her hand.

      His eyes landed on her bonnet, he loved when she was all natural, it was when a woman was the prettiest to him.

               It still didn't excuse his behavior for the other night though.

   Y/n had been noticing Keith's aggression rise progressively, especially after he had found a negative pregnancy test.

He'd been trying for months to begin building a family with y/n but under certain circumstances y/n, had been diagnosed with a low fertility count.

            Though, Keith remained determined to build the family he had lacked.

                                                            "Talk to me."

         She had nothing to talk about because she already knew how this conversation would go, and it wouldn't be pleasant.

          "I think you went too hard last night" she said as she began turning away from him.

      She loved Keith still, but when he snapped it was like she wished she never met him.

"How? You usually like when I tear that ass up" Keith questioned as his suspicion increased.

          It was too early in the day and Y/n didn't want to tip his scales.

"Nothing baby, It was good" she said planting two soft kisses on his lips.
                                          "What you wanna' do today?"

    "I needed to get a fill, other than that I don't know"

"You wanna' get yo' hair done? Eat? Whatever you want tell me."

     This was Keith's way of apologizing , materialism.

                                                      "No baby."