2 weeks later...

De'Maria's POV:

The big, tall, white man with pretty brown eyes and a big bright smile, shuffles through some papers quietly with black reading glasses on. He's a Nice man and I like how he speaks to me. I sit quietly in a comfy brown chair in front of his matching wooden desk. There's a wooden box that has a name that says Dr.Richard Lee Major Jr engraved in gray letters sitting on display of his desk. I feel like Im in a principles office but have a choice to be here or not. My dad isn't in the room with us because they need to talk to me alone for credibility reasons. Shawny isnt here because she's out taking care of some business. Daddy didn't find that satisfying but ended up letting her go anyway. The man pulled out some papers and a couple pictures from a Manila folder. I began to feel nervous because one the pictures were of my bruises.

Me: "Can my Daddy come back in here?"

I could feel my heart beating faster every second and my hands are starting to shake again.

Man: "Im afraid he can't right now, we need to speak to you alone."

He began writing stuff down and wasn't really paying attention to all the chaos going on in my head. My thoughts began racing and my breathing started to change too! Im scared, I don't know what to do. Tears began spewing out of my eyes and I couldn't help them.

Me: "DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!"

The man dropped everything and ran over to me. I had balled up in fetal position in the chair. I just wanted this uninvited horrible feeling that overwhelms me to stop and go away. I heard the door fly open and my dad came in and picked me up. He held me tight to his chest and began rocking me. I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly and didn't want to let go. His voice began to soothe me once he started singing. The vibrations of his voice in his neck made me calm. My sobs turned into wimpering, which soon turned into sniffles. Those sniffles almost turned into snores but Daddy put me down back into the chair. The man looked like he wanted to cry and smiled at me and my dad. I was confused as to why and Daddy didn't care because he was focused on me.

Daddy: "Are you okay, Babygirl?"

He rubbed my hair and kissed my forehead. I shook my head no because I don't feel good. There's a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach and I don't wanna be here. I just want to go home and watch T.V. or go walk play at the beach.

Me: "Can we just go home, Daddy?"

A tear escaped my eye and he hugged me tightly. He rubbed my back and spoke to me.

Daddy: "You're Daddy's Princess, right?"

I nodded.

Me: "Mhmm"

Daddy: "You wanna be a big girl?"

Me: "Yes, Daddy"

Daddy: "Then I need you to talk to this Nice man. I'm here with you. I ain't going nowhere but in the hall. Don't be afraid, I wont let anything happen to you. Can you do that?"

Me: "Yes, Daddy. I can do that."

I smiled and nodded.

Daddy: "Good girl,"

He kissed my forehead and walked out the room while I talked to the Nice man.

De'Shawn's POV:

Me: "Trey, can you stop?!" I laughed as he continued to sing.

Trey: "Okay, Im done, Im done." He chuckled.

Trey and I went out for lunch together like always but this time we're staying instead of ordering to go because he wants to talk to me about something. Obviously, it's hard keeping him on track. I just got him to calm down. I swear this man got A.D.D.

Me: "We are completely off track. Warn me next time," I laughed.

Trey: "My Bad, I just needed to get that out." He simmered down.

Me: "I can tell." I giggled.

Trey: "iight, but forreal. I haven't been able to be myself for a while." He shook his head and took a sip of his ice tea.

Me: "What do you mean?"

Trey: "I mean, you've gotten a glimpse of it from time to time like just a minute ago, but not the real Tremaine, you know?"

Me: "I feel you," I nodded. "Maybe it's because you're a married man and you're used to hiding what attracts other women to you without knowing it. That would explain how you're always strictly business, well most of the time. Everyone slips up."

Trey: "I forgot I was talking to the Psychiatrist of the year over here." He smiled and pointed at me.

Me: "Oh, Shut up!" I laughed and playfully hit him.

Trey: "I'm just teasing, but you on the right track Dr.Smith." He chuckled.

Me: "I am? Wow, I was just guessing to be honest." I smiled proudly. "Okay, so tell me what's on your mind?"

Trey: "Alright, well you know that Im married of course. I love my wife and all, There's no problem there. She's just too controlling and bossy." He confessed.

Me: "You sure you're not just exaggerating just a little bit? I mean, she is a married woman. She's going to be on your ass. That's what a wife is for. Making sure that shit gets done in an orderly fashion." I explained.

Trey: "Noo," He shook his head. "She's doing too damn much. Shawny, I wouldn't be telling you MY business that happens with MY wife in MY home If there wasn't a problem." He argued.

Me: "Okay, Trey." I sighed. "Explain to me your EXACT problem with her."

Trey: "She's rude, crazy, delusional, and disrespectful asf. I be trying to look passed that shit but it's getting worse. She wants me to put my hands on her." He paused because I raised my eyebrow at him. "But Im not going to because I don't hit women and I love her. She be testing me in public but I just let it slide. Honestly, I would say something but she doesn't see it. If I bring it up, she wouldn't even know what Im talking about." He frown just thinking about it.

Me: "Well, have you tried confronting her in the act?" I took a sip of my water.

Trey: "Yes, and that doesn't turn out too well." He shook his head and took a bite of his sub.

Me: "What happens?" I asked leaning forward, intrigued by the conversation.

Trey: "She gets defensive and emotional," he shook his head. "Starts crying and talking about, Im not letting her be a woman, I have anger problems, Im doing her wrong, everything to make me feel bad. I ain't even gone lie, it works." He shrugged and blew out a breath of frustration before taking another bite of his sub.

Me: "Damn," I shook my head too. "That's crazy."

Trey: "I don't know what to do. But I don't want to leave her. I love my wife, you know? I want a family soon and grow old with this woman. Before I can even do that, this has to stop. She can't be hoing me in public no more. But I respect her enough to not say anything to her infront of everyone. I don't think she realized what exactly it is that shes doing." He finished his sub.

Me: "Well, you sure do love her. I know that much." I smiled.

Trey: "Why you say that?" He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

Me: "Because, you came to someone rather than taking matters into your own hands while you were upset. Not once did you show any hate towards her but you're more concerned than mad. Otherwise, you would've continued to be YOU when I asked you to stop because she won't allow you to be. So, that shows that you have respect for her and you do love her. We've been out of work almost all break and you haven't flirt with me yet. Not even a little bit. I can almost garuntee that you're worried about what she's doing right now, rather than talking to me." I replied. "Am I right?"

Trey: "My Nigga." He smiled and dapped me up. "Nah, I want want a hug. You deserve it." He laughed and gave me a hug.

We finished the conversation and checked the time. Break was almost over so we began wrapping it up but I felt a presence behind me. Trey was speaking at the time and began to look uncomfortable. His attention moved to that something behind me and he eventually stopped talking. I turned around to see D angrily glaring at me. I wasn't surprised because he doesn't know who Trey is. Him and Trey has never met but lucky for me, I have nothing to worry about. I'm not doing anything wrong but having lunch.

Me: "Hey, Bae." I smiled and attempted to hug him but he didn't hug back.

D: "I thought you were going to work today." He narrowed his eyes at me and Trey began to look frightened.

Me: "I am, we're just on our lunch break and was heading back right now." I spoke truthfully.

D: "Who is this nigga?" He glared at Trey.

Me: "This is Trey, my coworker. Trey, this is my Husband D." I smiled. If I act like nothing's wrong, nothing should go wrong, right?

Trey: "Nice to meet you," He held out his hand but D didn't shake it.

D: "Lunch break is over, get in the car. I'll drive you back to work." He demanded. I pulled him aside and spoke to him.

Me: "Baby, him and I walked here together. Im not finna let him walk back by himself." I whispered.

D: "He a grown ass man-"

Me: "Don't even say it, that's not right. Just because you're overprotective doesn't mean you have to be rude." I cut him off.

D: "I don't even know this nigga." He frowned.

Me: "Well, get to know him. Stop being rude. How would you like it If his wife came up here and picked him up and made me walk back to work alone?" I asked.

D: "She would be smart as fuck." He smirked.

Me: "Ugh, youre such an asshole." I rolled my eyes.

D: "Now, get in the car." He snatched my arm. "I'm not finna ask you again."

He lucky that I respect him as a man and wouldn't embarrass him infront of everyone. I looked at Trey and he nodded at me saying it was okay. He faintly smiled and watched me walk away.

Trey: "Nice meeting you De'Mario." He said causing D to stop and look at him.

D: "How do you know my name?" He scolded him.

Trey: "Shawny, talks about you a lot." He shrugged.

D: "It's D to you. Don't call me by my government." He hissed.

Trey: "My bad" He threw his hands up and backed up as he began to walk away.

D rushed me to the car with a firm grip on my arm. I mean it hurt but not as much as he about to when we get in this car. Maria was in the backseat, though. Unfortunately for me, D gave her headphones and made her watch a movie from the back seat. I sat in the passenger seat with my arms crossed and staring out the window.

Me: "I need to get back to work. You're making me late." I mumbled.

D: "What the fuck was you doing with that nigga anyway? "

Me: "Wowww, I can't have a lunch break with friends? " I rolled my eyes.

D: "Friend. Go eat lunch with a female friend. Not a nigga."

Me: "You act like we were on a date. It's was just lunch. It's not like I was sitting on his lap or sharing a drink with him."

D: '"It don't matter-"

Me: "It does matter, because theres a big difference." I cut him off.

D: "Get the fuck outta here man." He shook his head. "I'll take you back to work with your little boyfriend." He smirked.

Me: "He's married while you trynna be funny."

D: "So," He shrugged. "You really think that's stopping him?"

Me: "He loves his wife," I added.

D: "You really think that matters?" He smirked.

Me: "He also wants a family."

D: "And you still think that's gone keep him faithful?" He smirked and shook his head as he pulled up to the pharmacy.

Me: "Thank you for explaining to me that our marriage don't mean shit to you." I hopped out and slammed the door. That's what happens when you take people for stupid. Got his ass to tell me how he really felt without actually saying it.

I walk into the Pharmacy and wait for Trey who wasn't that far behind. He looked like he was in deep thought and I could tell it was about his wife.

Me: "You okay?"

Trey: "Yeah, Im good. Just thinking." He shrugged. "I should be asking you that question."

Me: "I'm straight." I lied and we went back to the job. He never pushes me to talk about my problems with D because I always tell him what happened after things were resolved. I don't want any drama to go down while it's already happening.

A few hours later...

Trey: "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow Shawny."

Me: "Okay, see you later. Why don't you and your wife come over for dinner this weekend? " I suggested.

Trey: "I'll try. You know how she is, and Plus I don't think your husband likes me too much."

Me: "It wouldn't hurt to try." I laughed.

We said our goodbyes and hopped in our cars then went our different ways. I drove home in deep thought. No music, just me, the road, and my thoughts. Trey's situation reminds me of my own. I may sound insane but it insanely looks similar. I couldn't give him any solid advice because I don't know what to do myself. D and Maria are my heart and soul. I wouldn't know what I'd do without them but D is a struggle. That's what marriage is about and the fact that he's going through something right now is another factor that I need to understand. I'm here to stay and won't leave but He doesn't understand that he's treating me as If I did this to him. As I pull in next to D's car, I brace myself for the drama. I turn off the ignition, take a deep breath, and walk out. I walked into a cloud of smoke as I opened the door. I know this nigga is not getting high around his 8 year old daughter. He needs to be smacked several times.

Me: "D, what the fuck?!" I stomped to the couch, snatched the blunt out of his hand and put it out.

D: "Da fuck wrong with Chu!?" He grabbed it out the ashtray and lit it back up. I shook my head and went to go find Maria.

Me: "Where the hell is Maria!?" I asked D and he didn't respond. I couldn't find her and he was pissing me off. I marched back into the living room and mugged him. "Where the FUCK is Maria?" I said impatiently.

D: "She's with her uncle." He said nonchalantly like he didn't just ignore me the first time. I really want to strangle him at times. I grabbed his blunt and walked into the kitchen with it. "Gimme my shit back"

He smacked his lips and followed me. He think Im not gone do shit. I walked to the sink and dropped the blunt in there. Before D could grab it, I turned on the scorching hot water which burned his hand when he reached for it. He screeched in pain and as a reflex, he back handed me with the same hand. I was shocked because it happened so quick and couldn't respond before the tears caused me to lose sight. Im upset and hurt in every which way. I should have sprayed his ass in the face If I knew he was gone hit me that hard. I can really care less right now.

"I'm sorry Baby," he apologized.

I pushed him away and he tried to hold me. He wouldn't let me get out of his grasp, he just kept apologizing. I didn't say a word, I was too busy trying not to cry because the tears were already there. I shoved him off of me and stormed out of the kitchen. I wiped my tears and stomped up the stairs and into my room. I slammed the bedroom door and locked it. I grabbed a few travel bags and my dance bag. I began filling them with my clothes, hygiene stuff, a few pairs of shoes, and anything else that I needed. The rest I could buy. The whole time I hummed a little toon to keep me from crying. D kept trying to get inside of the room but I ignored him the best I could. After I got my shit, I unlocked the door and it swung open.

D: "Where you going?" He said with a shaky voice.

Me: "To a hotel. Im not telling you which one but Im leaving. I'll come see Maria everyday and I'll take her to school but until this court shit is over and you learn how to control your temper, Im not coming back." I brushed passed him and yanked away when he tried to pull me back.

As I walked down the stairs, the front door flew open and in walked Chris, Kae, and Maria. I sighed and put my game face on. If I back down in front of them, D won't think Im serious. So I continued to walk with a straight face without saying a word.

Chris: "Wassup, Sis." He gave me a hug and and I hugged back. I hugged Kae and kissed Maria on the forehead.

I walked out to my car and stuffed my bag in there. I was going back into the house to grab my other bags but D had carried out them and onto the porch then slammed the door.

Me: "Thanks." I said sarcastically. I grabbed the bags and put them in my car.

De'Mario's POV:

Chris: "Yo, whats going on?" He asked frowning his face.

Me: "Nothing." I shrugged my shoulders as I heard her drive off.

He shook his head and Kae looked scared to say anything. Maria obviously wanted to cry because she can tell that something is up. Shawny and I have been arguing all damn day. She's been making me want to smack the shit out of her and that hot ass water sure as hell did the trick. I know it was wrong and I regret doing it but she didn't have to leave.

Kae: "I know it isn't my place to say anything but-"

Me: "Then Shut the fuck up." I hissed.

Chris: "Aye bruh, watch how you talk to my girl."

Me: "Whatever man," smirks. "Maria take Auntie Kae to the game room while I talk to your uncle."

She did as I was told and they left the room. Chris and I sat on the couch and he looked upset.

Chris: "What did you do to her?"He glared at me.

Me: "Why it always gotta be me that did something?" I stretched my arms out.

Chris: "Because, She finally left and did it without a single word. She is beyond hurt. I know you, and I know her. Bro, you can't be doing that to her. I'll give you one about more time and she won't come back."

Me: " Tell me something I don't know." I said not even listening.

Chris: "You gone get tired of going through bullshit with her. Believe me."

Me: "You think so?" I said sarcastically.

Chris: "You got a fucked up attitude. I got it, She got it, Pops got it. We all got it, but that don't mean it's right." He shrugged. "You trynna last forever with her and she's moving out already?" He shook his head. "You fucking up."

Me: "I didn't tell her to leave. She decided to."

Chris: " You caused her to."

Me: "Whatever man." I smacked my lips and dismissed him.

Chris: "You gone regret being like this."

Me: "Yeah fucking right, Im straight." I stretched and laid back against the couch.

De'Shawn's POV:

Today has been a stressful day. I really got pushed to the edge by a hit in the face that I provoked. Regardless of If I provoked it or not, he shouldn't have hit me. But he apologized, so I know he did it out of reflex. I don't know you guys, I just can't deal with him. He's constantly snapping and expect to not snap on him one day. But once I do it, he hits me? Nah, I ain't wit it. The relationship we got going on is too complicated for people to understand. I'll be back, I just want to show him that Im not gonna tolerate him putting his damn hands on me.

I left to a hotel that's across the street from my job. D should know that that's where Im at but he not finna know which room. I need space from him and this is how imma get it.

I'm chilling on the bed thinking about Maria. I wonder If she ate and If she made it to bed yet. She got school in the Morning and I'll take her just so I can see her and make sure she's getting an education. As a matter of fact, I think I wanna call to talk to her. That'll keep me from staying up all night worrying. I pulled my phone out of my purse and called De'Mario. As much as I didn't want to talk to him, I needed to talk to my princess. He sent me straight to voicemail like 10 times until I sent him a text.

Me: Answer your damn phone. You ain't doing shit.

He called me back almost instantly.

D: "What?" He sighed with attitude.

Me: "Where's Maria?" I asked.

D: "At Chris house." He said nonchalantly.

Me: "What the fuck is she doing at Chris house!? She got school In the morning. & I know you heard me say that I was gonna take her."I shouted.

D: "Okayy?, and? they can take her to school. Call em If you have a problem with it." He dismissed me.

Me: "She shouldn't even be over there. She should be at h-"

D: "I ain't even trynna hear all that shit man. That's my daughter and If I say she can go over there, she can go over there. School night or not. So, what's the problem?" He barked.

Me: "Right, So I have no sa-"

D: "No, you don't. Never did." He smirked.

Me: "This is why Im over here and not at home. Why are y-"

D: "When are you coming to get cho shit? I'm not finna go with the back and forth thing. You either coming back or you're out for good. Im too grown to be playing games with you."

Me: "Are you serious?" I asked with a shaky voice.

D: "I'm dead ass serious. If you not home by the weekend, I'm throwing yo shit out and we're making a permanent split. I'll probably stay married to you but I won't be getting into another house with you."

It was quiet for a moment while I let his words linger in my mind. This nigga cant be serious. After all we've been through, this is how he treats me? Should I go back? Should I go home? Or do I throw away my love for good?

"Hellooo?"

Me: "Okay, D." I hung up before he could respond and burst into tears. He called back right away and I answered. "Can you just leave me the fuck alone?!" I hung up again.

I threw my phone to the wall, hoping it would brake. I cried as I walked back and forth. I can't believe he is acting like this. I've been nothing but good to him. My phone began to ring again but I let it go. Soon, it became annoying and I went to turn it off but D had called me over 63 times. I listened to his voicemails and I knew at that moment that he was drunk this whole time. I never knew he was this upset with me for no reason. He then sent me a text.

D: Baby, Im sorry.

Me: Fuck you.✌

I turned off my phone completely satisfied. He got me fucked up If he think he can control me. I love that man so much it hurts but sometimes you gotta let em go. If I won't do it this time. In the future I will. Because, If he ain't happy with me, I want him happy with someone else. I lay in the hotel bed just thinking about us and what we've been through. The good and the bad. I cry my eyes out but every tear I shed is for him. The tears that he will never see. The shit he does to me but don't notice. It hurts and I hate that I love him this much. I soak my pillow until I flipped it. My tears drenched the pillows. My sobs will soon turn into wimpering, which will become sniffles and then soft snores. Once that happens I will dream of a better life. Maybe a life without D. Maybe a life without me. Maybe a life without US. What If I never married him? What If I was still with Rico? What if I never moved to Cali? I wonder alot, De'Mario keeps me doing that.

3:26㏂

I wake up from this excruciating sharp pain piercing through my abdomen. As I cry, a wet puddle forms around me. I feel Iike Im wasting away. I've felt this way once before and it wasn't a good sign. I can smell the iron of my blood and reach for my phone to call the ambulance. Fuck my life...

11:53㏂

I opened my eyes to a hospital room once again. I hate this shit and tired of being here. Sandra walks in with a sad look on her face. I can't even look her in the eyes. It hurts too much.

Me: "Another miscarriage?"

She nodded and rubbed my arm.

"How many?"

Sandra: "Just one this time."

I faintly smiled and gave her a Thank you. My smiled faded as she hugged me but I couldn't cry. Not this time.

De'Mario's POV:

I woke up with the biggest headache. I got drunk as hell last night and can't remember shit. I passed out on the steps and it's broken glass and shit everywhere. Damn, I must have been mad as hell last night. It's already noon and there's someone at my door. I get up slowly because my body is aches like I've been doing to much last night. As I walk to the door, I cringe at the sunlight coming from the windows. I open the door to see some girl standing on my porch. She cute but it's still foreign to me as to why she's here.

Me: "Can I help you?" I leaned against the door frame forgetting that my shirt was off, dreads were down, and joggers were low, exposing my v.line and tattoos. The sun shined in my eyes causing my headache to get worse but it illuminated my hazel eyes. The girl blushed and began to appear mesmorized.

Her: "Umm, I'm looking for Mrs.Smith." She looked at a stack of papers she had in her hand. She's short and has a mocha complexion, a little lighter than Ari's.

Me: "She's not here right now, umm... Can I ask you what you need?"

Her: "I'm here for the babysitting position. I called in yesterday and we scheduled an appointment for an interview today. She asked me to be here by noon."

Me: "Oh, well I'm Mr.Smith and Maria, which is the one you'll be babysitting, is MY daughter. So, no need for an interview." I smiled.

Her: "Oh, okay. Nice to meet you, Mr.Smith. I'm Nia."

Me: "Nice to meet you too, Can you come back Monday at 3㏘?"

Her: "Sure, no problem." She smiled and walked back to her car.

I shook my head at the thought of Shawny leaving yesterday. I grabbed my phone off the kitchen counter and the moment I unlocked the screen,

Shawny: Fuck You ✌

popped up. I checked my missed calls they were all this morning from Sandra and the hospital. Those two don't mix. That means someone I know is in the hospital and the first thing that came to mind is Maria. I was going to call Sandra back but it's probably too late. I called Shawny a good number of times and she didn't answer. I called Chris and didn't get an answer cause I forgot he don't answer his phone at this hour of the day. I threw on my black T-shirt and black slides before grabbing my keys and rushing out into my car. I jumps in, turns on the ignition, pulls out my phone and races to the hospital while calling Sandra.

Sandra: "Hello?" She answered on the second ring.

Me: "What's going on?"

Sandra: "You're late. She doesn't want you here. She won't say anything else."

Me: "Who? Maria don't want me there?" I said kinda hurt.

Sandra: "No, Shawny. She had another miscarriage."

My heart sank and I began breathing irregularly. I didn't even know she was pregnant. That's another seed of mine gone. I can't believe she didn't tell me.

Me: "Im on my way."

Sandra: "She doesn't-"

Me: "I don't give a fuck, Im on my way." I hung up and swerved into the hospital driveway and marched into the doors.

It wasn't long before I seen Sandra rushing down the hall looking into my direction. She was shaking her head as If she didn't want to tell me something. I pushed passed her and began looking for Shawny myself. She tried pulling me back but I am stronger than her. I turned down a hall and walked straight into a room where Shawny was laying in bed. She rolled her eyes when she seen my but I didn't care.

Shawny: "Thanks for not telling him, Sandra." She said sarcastically.

Sandra: "I tried, but I think he had a right to at least know "

Me: "Yeah, I mean I am the father." I sat down next to her bed.

Shawny: "Was." She corrected me.

Me: "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked angrily.

Shawny: "How am I supposed to tell you something I don't know?" She smacked her lips.

Me: "How did you not know?"I narrowed my eyes at her.

Shawny: "I hate you man, I swear." She shook her head. "Just please get out of my face. I don't want you here."

Sandra: "Come on, Shawny. You don't mean that."

Shawny: "I wish I did." She rolled over onto her side facing away from me.

It was an awkward silence for a while and I attempted to speak. I wanted to apologize but the sound of my voice triggered something in her.

"Just leave me the fuck alone. I don't care about nothing you have to say If it ain't about Maria or you deciding you want a divorce. Anything else is irrelevant to me now. Sandra, why can't I have children?" She cried a little.

Sandra: "Well, I did some research on your old records and looks like the rape you endured some years ago caused you to have these complications."

Me: "So, it's true that she can't hold a baby?"

Shawny: "No, they're just lying to me. Can you not ask dumbass questions?"

Sandra: "That's enough, Shawny. I can see you're upset but don't speak to your husband like that."

Shawny: "I could've said all I wanted If he wasn't here." She crossed her arms.

Me: "Well I am-".

Shawny: "Whoopty fucking doo. You want a cookie?"

I swear she testing me. I don't even know what Im still.doing here. At this moment, I don't even know why I married her.

Me: "You should-"

Shawny: "What? Be grateful? Of what? You being here? After you done called me every name in the book, blowing up my phone, then said sorry like that was gone cut it? After you slapped the taste my mouth and said sorry? Sorry fixes everything. Sorry fixes alot of shit. Let's have Kacey and Ajay come up to you and say sorry so that this whole court thing can be over and you'll think twice about divorcing me. I am just sick and tired of you disrespecting me. You put me out the car infront of your daughter, you Yank me around in public like you own me, you called me a whore, you say and do anything you want but I'm the problem? De'Mario, I love you and I will die for the both of you but I don't believe these kids are dying for no reason. Being raped? That don't even sound right. Every time I lost a child it was because of the bullshit I was going through with you. I want children and I'm not killing anymore of my babies."

Me: "So. What you trying to say?"

Shawny: "There's only one thing left to say."

Me: "Divorce?"

Shawny: "If not a divorce, we could just split up but I can't be with you anymore. I'm moving out as soon as possible."

Sandra: "Woah, woah, already?"

Shawny: "Sandra, he only married me because he wanted to do it before it was too late. He also felt like he had to. He didn't and I feel bad for accepting the ring. Like everyone said, our marriage wasn't going to last that long and i want to be the smart in the situation and allow him to be happy with his daughter. All Im doing is getting in the way. I liked him alot better when he wasn't obligated to love me."

Me: "But-"

Shawny: "I thought about this already D, we are not meant to be. We are just all each other knows. Thing's didn't change. True colors have been seen and from the looks of last night, we dont like neither one of each others."

Me: "W -"

Shawny: "Please, just go. You caused me too much pain already. I'll be out your house by Friday." She turned back around and didn't say anything else. I got up and left because at this moment, I knew she was done with me for good.

De'Shawn's POV:

Sandra: " You really don't mean this sweetheart. You shouldn't make bold decisions like that while you're hurt and angry." She sat at the edge of the bed and rubbed my leg.

I didn't respond. Instead, I let the silent tears run down my face as I realize what really just happened. I was just saying shit and it came out exactly how I wanted it to but I wasnt satisfied with the result. I should feel good and relieved right now. instead, I feel empty and sad. I feel like I just gave up on life. My world doesn't feel like it's mine anymore. I don't even know who I am at this point. all I know is De'Mario. Now that he's gone, Do I become the girl that I used to be? What am I supposed to do?
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Let's discuss what's going on in this Chapter...

What do you think should happen next?

Who doesn't like De'Mario anymore?

Who doesn't like Shawny Anymore?

Is Chris right?

Why do you think D and Shawny is acting like this?

Should Shawny start using condoms and give up on trying to have kids?

What's your perspective on the situation?

You know the drill...

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