Wait a Minute...

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Ayla POV
It was nearing 9 and my so called husband was still not home I had fed the boys bathed them and they were both in bed and Justin was still not home I called his cellphone again only being sent to voicemail...mabey he is in a meetin if he's sending me to voicemail I waited another hour busying myself with cleaning the kitchen when I stopped it was 11:08 I called his phone again ...nothing I don't know if I should be worried or upset so I calle his assistant clearly If he was at work his assistant was too it was almost midnight by now I called Miranda his assistance
Miranda: hey Mrs combs is everything alright?
Ayla: hey Miranda I was just checking in on Justin he wasn't home yet I was checking to see if you guys were still in a meeting
Miranda: omg I told him to go home I'm sorry yes we have a big case going on right now but I will call him and tell him to get some rest!
Ayla: oh no worries I just didn't want to think the worst
Miranda: alright well goodnight Mrs combs
I waited another hour it was 1:14 am when I sat thinking if I should call again...I went against my better judgement calling his cell phone one more time
Ring ring ring ring ring ring...
Justin
I was laid up with my side chick Morgan me and her met on a case I was working and we hit it off she was fun full of life no kids no drama and her Felacio was deadly she had just finished sucking my sould I swear when my phone rang AGAIN
Morg: omg that bitch need to get a life!
Ju:(sh) WHAT THE FUCK IS U ON AYLA...why the fuck do u keep calling my damn phone like u fucking lost your mind!
Ayla: I...I....wa...I was just checking on you
Jus:if I wasn't ok don't u think u would know by now quit blowin my shit up before I blow ya shit back when I get home Ayla
Ayla: (crying) it's 2 in the morning Dior I think I should know where my husband is at at that time of hour
Justin: I'm at my condo Ayla trying to get some rest before this case tomorrow now get off my phone with that crying shit I'll be home tomorrow
And with that he ended the call I looked at myself in the mirror balling my eyes out over this man...I get it that his condo was closer than our house so that's why he was there but he could have awnwered my calls or something to let me know it's not that hard to pick up the damn phone...I looked at the clock 2:43 before I touched the pillow I finally settled myself knowing my asshole husband was ok I slowly drifted to sleep...

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