☹️Fallin' Out ~Keyshia Cole💔

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She noticed the changes in his behavior. He wasn't the same person as when they first started dating. She didn't know what happened. Everything was going well. They were happy.... Or at least she thought he was. She didn't know what to think, now laying her head on the wheel of her car.

Finally turning down the radio, she cuts the car off. Y/n got out and closed the door. "another day, another dollar." she said, dragging her feet as she managed to walk to the front door. She walks in and her nose begins to flare as she looked at the dirty house. She inhales, kicking her shoes off and placing them in the proper box.

"I'm about to kick his ass." she picked up the small toys and candy wrappers. "Cornelius Eli!!" she called out to her 7 year old son. "Mommy!" he ran out of his room and hugged his mother's leg. "Why didn't you clean up your mess? I shouldn't have to clean every time I get off work."

"I'm sorry, mommy." Cornelius felt terrible and grabbed the trash to dispose of it, soon coming back to put the toys away. She sighs and lifts him up. "where's daddy?" she asked. The poor boy couldn't help but shrug. "what do you mean you don't know?? He was supposed to be watching you??"

"He called me." Y/n looked up to find the babysitter. "Where is he Brooke?" "he said that he had matters to resolve at work and that he would be back shortly. It's been more than 3 hours since we last had a discussion." Brooke responded. "Thank you for watching Eli." she hands Brooke $250. "ma'am this..." "keep it." she smiled and gave Brooke a hug.

Brooke bids them farewell and Y/n is beyond fuming. "why don't we watch Tom and Jerry?" said Y/n as they sat on the couch.

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Jimin walks into the house, exhausted to the bone. "where the hell have you been?" he jumps, looking to see Y/n holding their sleeping son. "baby, I- I thought that you wouldn't be home until later." he stammered. "I put in extra so they gave me the next few days off." she snapped, lifting her son to put him to bed.

Kissing his forehead, she covered his body in the comforter and closing the door. "Baby-" "Don't call me that. You left my son alone for more than 3 hours." she started chuckling as she walked into their shared bedroom, taking off her jewelry.

"I had to work! I couldn't miss this!" "Work my ass! If that was the case you could've called me and told me. It was your day to spend with him and you left him alone. The last time you did that he even asked me if you even loved him anymore!" she points her finger into his chest. "do you know how heartbreaking that is to hear?"

Hearing that statement broke his heart, it made him feel worse. "it's bad enough that I can't spend enough time with you, but my own son is questioning if he's important to you! And all you care about is that damn job." "This 'damn job' pays our fucking bills. I think you love to forget that." "Just like how you forget to tell me you love me?" she claps back, crossing her arms.

"Just like how you forget to tell me to 'be safe' whenever I go out with the girls? Just like any other day when you get up and leave just to come back later and sleep? I get no love from you and I question if you even want this marriage anymore." her voice cracking as she opens up about every inch of emotion that she's feeling, her eyes burning with hot tears as she refused to let them go.

"Do you know what that's like?" she calmly questions him, turning to face him as the tears fell on their own. Jimin wipes her eyes, pulling her into a hug. "I'm sorry." "That's what you always say." she said, her  speech muffled in his jacket. "if you don't want this anymore, I rather you be honest and tell me the truth."

"Don't say that! Of course I want this. I want you and Cornelius. I'll make time for you and Our son. I'll do whatever it takes." he pleads. "How do I know? You gotta show me that you want me to stay." she sat on the foot of the bed.

"I want us together. All of us." "We need to fix this, Jimin." she felt a tear run down, soon feeling a warm chest. "We will, baby. We will."

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