Request for lovelywriting200
Brooklyn P.O.V:
Fizz has been gone for way too long. He left out at 6 pm and it's 10:30 pm. What the fuck is going on? Every time I try to call this nigga he ain't pick up. This some bullshit. I called his ass damn near 100 times.
Fizz left out to drop off his daughter Imani off to her mom/ his baby house. Me and Fizz been married for two years. I love him and Imani they all got besides my career. I'm a rapper and a singer. I don't have to deal with bull shit like this.
Fizz P.O.V
I got home at around 11:30pm and unlocked the door. I heard the television and went into the living room.
Fizz: Hey babe.
Brooklyn ain't say nothing. I walked over to the couch and tried to kiss her head but she put her bad up and pushed me back. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at her.
Fizz: What I do?
She turned off the tv and looked at me after cutting on the light.
Brooklyn: Where were you?
Fizz: At Kayla house.
Brooklyn: You been gone for way to long. You left at 6 o'clock. You fuckin' her again?
I groaned and stood up straight running my hands down my face.
Brooklyn: You fuckin her. I knew it. Move.
She stood up and started to walk away. I grabbed her wrist and she stopped.
Fizz: I'm not fuckin' her. I swear.
Brooklyn: So what were you doing?
Fizz: We were talking. I promise, nothing more, nothing less.
Brooklyn: Do you remember what today was?
I sat the silent and waited for her to speak again. She scoffed and rolled her eyes.
Brooklyn: Today was supposed to be about us. I made dinner and cleaned the whole house really well. I send all the help home and I was going to make everything special for us.
He eyes got glossy and she looked like she was going to cry. I reached out towards her and tried to talk to her.
Fizz: Baby, I'm sor--
She smacked my hands away and I just stood there.
Brooklyn: No Dreux! This is the second time this month! I tried too many times. I need some time.
I watched as she went upstairs and I followed her. I tried to talk to her. When I as her start to pack her stuff I really started to panic.
Fizz: Baby, you ain't go to go. Come on don't leave. I'm sorry. I swear I wasn't doing anything we were just talking. I can't have you leaving. I love you baby. Come on now.
She just pushed past me and walked downstairs. I walked outside with her and she just didn't say anything to me while I spoke to her. I watched as she got in the car and pulled off. What the fuck just happened?
_______2 Weeks Later_______
Its literally been 2 weeks since Brooklyn left me. I didn't mean to forget about our dates, our time. I know its a little hard because we always have Imani with us. Now she's mad at me. I called her and politely asked her to meet me at (fancy French resterant). She agreed after a lot of convincing but I'm going to as he her to forgive me. I showered and got ready. I dressed really nice in a tux and got to the resteraunt. I waited for Brooklyn to get there. When she finally got there I waited outside and opened her car door for her. I grabbed her hand and stepped back admiring her sexy.
