Brutal Love [BOOK 1]

sixteen ♡ | questions answered.

"Momma, I want this one!" Troy yelled, as he screamed in demand to get the Thomas the Train toy.

"Okay, baby.. calm down." I said, shushing him, as I rubbed Ari's forehead while stopping the cart for Troy. "Momma needs to fix your hair, baby." I slowly slipped the baby scrunchy out of Ariana's hair, tightening her curly ponytail at the top of her head. She simply watched me, and smiled when I was done.

She looked around with her innocent, lustful eyes, seeing the section full of Disney Princess & Barbie toys. She whined for the Barbie mermaid doll, and I picked it up. "You want this, baby?" she nodded, and I giggled. I put it in the cart, and she clapped with her soft, tiny hands. She smiled, and so did I.

As we slowly eased our way to the register after getting them clothes, diapers, and toys. We got home, and Prod as usual, wasn't home. I sighed, and put Ariana in her bouncy chair. She bounced herself up and down with her fat legs, and giggled. I smiled, and I heard the rustling of Prod's keys opening our front door.

"Daddy!!" Troy squealed, running to Prod, who looked happy to hear him. Prod picked him up, and held him close to him. "Hey, buddy..." he kissed his forehead, and put him down. Prod walked over to me, and hugged me tightly, kissing me. "Hi, baby.." he kissed me deeply, and I kissed back. "Hey, boo..." I whispered against his lips, in shock. He smiled, and Ariana was in her bouncy chair, whining for Prod behind me.

He walked over to her, taking her out, and kissing her. "Hi sweetheart..." he said, making her smile. She laid her head on his shoulder, making me smile. Prod put her back in her chair, leaving her back to her bouncing and watching Yo Gabba Gabba reruns.

He pulled me by my waist, and smirked. "Baby, your home early..." I said, as a smile formed in the middle of my sentence. He nodded. "Yes, boo..." he kissed my forehead, and I smiled, and rested my head on his warm chest. "I love you." he whispered, rubbing my back. "I love you more." he smiled, and held my hand. "I called Roc...to babysit the kids..." he whispered. "Really?" he nodded, and I smiled. "I want us to spend tonight together..." he kissed my cheek, and I smiled.

When Prod was taking a shower, his phone vibrated. I was holding Ariana, and I looked over at it.

Alexis 😻

Craig, come back to my place, you left your watch, babe 😘

I became sick to my stomach. I teared up, and put Ariana to bed. He walked out of the shower, and he looked worried. "What's wrong, boo?" he was rubbed my cheek, and I slapped his hand away. "I hate you! I can't believe you're cheating on me!" I covered my face, and he looked confused. "What are you taking about?" he asked, trying to calm me down. "I just saw your text from that bitch Alexis! If you wanted a divorce you should've said so!!" I cried harder & put on my shoes, grabbing my keys. "Wait! Where are you going?!" he said, running towards me with his towel around his waist. "I'm leaving with the kids...I can't believe you would do this to me." I was bawling by now, with Prod crying too.

"Samantha. Listen to me..." he said, with his once strong voice, now weak, cracking trying to hold back tears. "No! You're cheating on me!! I hate you!!" I ran into Troy's room, grabbing his small body as he's sleeping, making him groan. "Momma...what's wrong?" I sniffed, as he rubbed his eyes. "We're going somewhere, baby... that's all." I whispered, putting him down. He yawned, and I got Ariana from upstairs. Prod was crying on our bed, watching me take her. "P-Please don't take her, she's all I'll have left..." he weeped, causing me to feel sympathy. I sighed, and kissed her little, itty bitty lips, and hugged her. "I'm picking her up tomorrow morning."

He nodded, and I hugged her one more time. "Bye, babygirl...Momma will see you tomorrow." I kissed her forehead, and left. I put Troy in his carseat, and called my friend Christina.

I rang her doorbell, and kissed Troy's forehead. She opened the door. "Hey! Come in, come in!" she opened the door, and looked at the two of us. "Where's Ariana?" I sighed, and Troy looked up at me, holding my hand. I mouthed, "With Prod." he eyebrows scrunched, and I picked up Troy. "Baby, you wanna take another nap?" I rubbed his forehead, and he nodded. "Yes, momma." I smiled, and laid him in the guest room. "I love you.." I said, kissing his soft forehead. "I love you too..." he said, closing his eyes.

I walked back out into her living room, explaining to her, all of drama with Prod, and how I'll try to handle this.

We've only been married for a month, and all of this has already happened. I don't want to lose him, but I don't want to treated like garbage. I need to decide, for what's best for me, and the kids.