There is a thunderstorm, and Fatima is unable to sleep. When Zac was packing, it began to rain heavily. Fatima asked Zac to stay until the thunder stopped; she is still afraid of thunder. It is 5 a.m. She tried to curl up under Zac in the hopes of getting some sleep, but she is still terrified. Tootie is now up and performing backflips as if he were at a sold-out show. Fatima left the room to make sure the boys were not afraid of the storm. They were both still knocked out; they are the opposite of Fatima; they sleep better in that kind of weather. Fatima returns to the room and lies down on the bed. Zac gets up to keep her company.
Zac: Come here, T. -opens his arms for her-
Fatima: -rolls her eyes- I'm fine, Zachary.
Outside, there is a loud thunderclap.
Fatima: -immediately goes into Zac's arm-
Zac: -holding her tight- Fatima, it's just thunder... It is okay.
Fatima: -ignoring Zac, laying her head on his chest-
Zac: Are you still mad at me?
Fatima: The fuck you think, Zachary! I'm tired of your shit. -clinging to him tightly-
Zac: I'm sorry, T. -rubbing her back-
Fatima: No, you aren't, because you keep doing stupid shit. I'm telling you right now I'm done giving you chances. I feel like I'm being taken advantage of because I'm pregnant, but don't get it twisted. I will still fuck you and anyone else up.
Zac: I hear you, T.
Fatima: You don't, Zachary! But that's okay because I'm leaving your ass for good. My sons and I are going to the penthouse and will stay there for the duration of my pregnancy. I'll find another place to live and raise my children on my own. You will no longer cause me stress. The ONLY reason you are here right now is because I'm scared.
Zac: Your ass isn't leaving; you and the boys are staying here. I'll leave if you're serious about this. However, I'm done screwing up, Fatima. I swear to you, pumpkin. Thank you for you being patient with me in these situations. Please don't go... I see you attempting to change. I promise to do better in the future! Please, don't give up on us!
Fatima: No way, Zachary. My mind has been made up. I'm not going to have Tiffany around, Tootie. I'm not going to leave her alone with him. If anything, bad happens to my child, I will kill her! You refused to listen to me, and you refused to stand up for me. I have to put myself first. I'm finished with you.
Zac: -growing frustrated- Will you please relax, Fatima? Nothing will happen to Tootie. Let me explain... T, I couldn't simply fire her. She wasn't the only one who done wrong in the situation. I was also wrong; I didn't want her to be held solely responsible for Josiah's injuries. I wasn't trying to ignore your feelings. I swear I wasn't, and I'm sorry that it came across that way. I will always have your back, despite what my actions have shown. I promise to change that. -tearing up- The only reason I fought so hard to keep her was because the boys adore her. I want to provide them with consistency, baby. I don't want people coming and going in and out of their lives. That will have long-term impacts on them. My actions may not always reflect this, but my intentions are always pure. I have your best interests in mind. -beginning to cry- Please do not abandon me, Fatima. I'm pleading with you. I can't imagine living without you. You have every right to end this relationship and walk away from me. Don't do it, though. You are my best friend. You are my wife and my children's mother. I'm aware of all of the things I should've taught on Fatima, before making stupid decisions, but I promise to make things right!
Fatima: -getting emotional- Please, Zachary, stop!! I'm ready for us to be done. Everything could have been avoided. You caused unnecessary stress for me and our children. You want to say all this nonsense now that I'm done. -crying- Zachary, it's too late. I know the boys would have missed her! But she wasn't good enough FOR ME. Yes, you were both to blame for Josiah's injury. HOWEVER, ONE OF YOU WAS PAID TO WATCH HIM. That was her, and she did not do it. That, to me, is grounds for dismissal. Instead of consulting with me as your wife and partner, you made your own decision. THEN you told me she'd be staying. There was no discussion, nothing. So, save your fucking tears!
