This is just an intro and it's gonna be short 🤷🏾♀️ The characters in the media.
Bishop
I sigh as I walk into my master bedroom, seeing most of my wife Shanise's things gone. Her MacBook, her iPad, her Michael Kors bag. I'm always fucking up. I used to cheat a lot and I'm so grateful she ever gave me millions of chances. But after her crying the other night, I might have ruined my chances forever. That was the last time I'd hurt her feelings and she let me get away with it.
She even took our kids with her. My 16 year old baby girl Mya, my lil mini me, King, who's 12 and Aubrey who's only 1, are my life. I love all my kids with everything in me just like I love Shanise. Now I'm here in our big ass house with my 3 from previous relationships, BJ and Kehlani are 21 and DeJaun is 17. The worst thing is having to explain to your children why the marriage isn't working and it being your fault.
I pick up my phone and text Shanise "I'm so sorry" one last time before calling her. She finally answers. "What?" She says in an annoyed tone. "Wassup, I miss you, why you won't talk to me?" I ask, already knowing the answer. "I don't wanna talk to you, damn." She goes off. "Just let me come see the kids." I say. "Whatever." She says dryly. "Aight, I'll be there in a few. I love you." I say. "Mhm." She says then hangs up. I chuckle then shake my head. I go down upstairs to DeJaun's room where him and BJ are playing on DeJaun's PS4.
"I'm going to Shanise's house. Watch your sister." I tell them. Even though Kehlani is old enough to take care of herself, her brothers still know to protect her. "Alright, tell her I said hey." BJ says, not looking away from the game. "Me too." DeJaun says. "Aight." I reply going back downstairs and into the kitchen where my long time friend, Mario, is sitting at the counter on his phone. "I'm heading out man, catch ya later." I say dapping him. "Aight man. Get that wife and them kids back." He says. I shrug then go outside. Mario hangs out at the house all the time. He's kind of like security since he takes care of our family security wise and sometimes watches the kids when Shanise and I can't. I pay him 2 grand every week. He's a big dude so everyone knows not to fuck with him.
I get get in my black Benz with the brown interior. I have a few cars but I'm in the mood to drive this one today. I bought Shanise this same car last year the same day I bought mine. I hope she still ain't in a pissy mood when I get over there because I tend to say fuck it a lot when I'm dealing with her attitude. That's what always gets me in trouble.
Shanise
"Your daddy is on his way over." I say from the kitchen to Mya and King as they play with Aubrey in the living room. "Okay." King replies. "For what?" Mya asks with an attitude. "What's the attitude for?" I ask. "I don't know, I just don't like how he treats you sometimes." She says. I sigh. "Me neither, but that's still your dad so be nice and don't have that attitude when he gets here." I say then sit on the couch. "Yeah okay." She mumbles. "I swear you and that attitude, you get that shit from me." I reply. The doorbell rings and King runs to it. King really looks up to his dad, I'm glad this isn't affecting his feelings about him. Maybe because he's just a 12 year old boy who just wants to have fun all the time. In his eyes, his family can't do no wrong.
"Wassup pops!" He exclaims giving him a handshake hug or whatever it's called that men do. "Wassup man, you been good?" Bishop asks walking in and closing the door behind him. "No." Mya answers before King. He walks in the living room. "Wassup y'all." He says hugging Mya and kissing her cheek, then picking Aubrey up and giving her a bunch of kisses making her laugh. "Hey daddy." Mya replies getting up then sitting on the couch.
Bishop sits next to me on the couch holding Aubrey. "Hey." He says, I feel him looking at me but I'm looking at clothes for Aubrey on my MacBook. "Hi." I say not paying him any attention. "Aye y'all go upstairs and take Aubrey, I need to talk to ya momma." He says to the kids. King picks up Aubrey and all three of them go upstairs.
"Can you listen to me this one time?" He asks. I roll my eyes and close my laptop then set it aside, "You got 10 minutes." I say. He laughs a little then shakes his head. "So how did I hurt you this time? All I said was I don't got time for your bullshit." He says. "You always cut me off like I'm some side bitch. You act like you never wanna put up with me." I say. "My bad, you always got a attitude though." He says. "Not always, I'm nice sometimes." I say. "Yeah sometimes." He repeats. "So? Deal with it." I say rolling my eyes.
"What's wrong with me not wanting to deal with your attitude all the time?" He asks. "I'm your wife, you gotta learn to deal with it. And you be making me cry and that's not okay." I say. "I'm sorry, I just want my mean ass lil baby back home." He says. I shrug looking at the tv. "Gimme kiss." He mumbles. "No nigga." I say. "Who you talkin' to like that? You better give big daddy a kiss." He demands, making me roll my eyes. I feel his beard on me as he kisses my neck. I can't even deny the tingling feeling he gives me. He rubs my inner thigh continuing to kiss my neck. "Move nigga." I demand pushing him away.
"Don't do that." He says pulling me back and kissing on my neck again. "Stop." I whine. He licks his lips and looks me in my eyes. "Why you acting like you don't want me?" He says lowly, his voice is so sexy to me. Damn I love his nice plump lips, suddenly I'm wet. "I ain't acting." I lie. I'm trying not to be weak this time. Any other time he can fuck me and we'll go right back to being in love. But I'm tired of being hurt by him. He's a thuggin' ass drug dealer and I haven't met a thug yet who gives a fuck about women's feelings. "Aight." He says standing up. "Can I at least have a hug?" He asks. "If it'll get you to leave me alone." I reply standing up. I hug him, I love his hugs. He gives warm hugs because he's way bigger than me. He's 6'2 and buff, I'm so small compared to him. He pulls back.
"I guess ima be outta here." He says walking towards the door. "Mya,King, I'm out." He calls up the stairs. They come downstairs, Mya is holding Aubrey. They hug and kiss and say their goodbyes then he waves at me one last time and leaves.
