Y/N's POV
" Oh so you think this shit is my fault now? Huh Alyssa" You say walking towards Mulatto who currently packing her bags
You caught her cheating. Somebody was blowing her phone up at 3 in the morning. And you answered the phone and the first
thing you hear is " OH SO YOU CANT ANSWER THE PHONE. YOU JUST
FUCK AND LEAVE " that's what got you
" I ain't say that Y/N bruh just get the fuck
out my face Fr" she says walking past me into the bathroom and you scoff
" You know what Alyssa FUCK YOU" You yelled and stormed in the bathroom where she was grabbing the bleach
" Yo what the fuck you doing Y/N" she follows behind you
You grab her bag that was packed with clothes and toss them out over the balcony. Undoing the cap of the bleach ready to pour it on the clothes but Alyssa stops you
" BRUH CHILL OUT" her grip tightened on you arm
" NO IM NOT STOPPING SHIT " I yelled back
" You walking around here all calm like you ain't do shit. When you get caught up if always put the blame on somebody else." I tell her and she rolls her eyes
" WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO Y/N. EVERY TIME I COME HOME WANTING TO LOVE YOU, YOU ALWAYS PUSH ME OFF." She yelled at me and you chuckled angrily and poured the bleach on her clothes. She snatched the bottle out my hand and threw it on the ground
" I JUST HAD A FUCKING BABY ALYSSA. I LITERALLY TOLD YOU THAT I WASN'T COMFORTABLE WITH MYSELF YET. BUT YOU DON'T THINK ABOUT RATIONAL SHIT. ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS FUCK. " I yelled back and she got quiet and looked away from me
" A relationship is a two way street Latto. You knew I was gonna go threw this postpartum. I knew it to but neither of us knew it was gonna be this bad. It's not something that you think you should tolerate. I wanted you to be with my threw this not tolerate me. Of course I'm going to be irritable and tired. For days I felt like I couldn't do anything. I didn't hold my own CHILD for 3 days. ALL I WANTED WAS REASSURANCE FROM MY PARTNER. But your out here fucking another bitch" you tell her
This was the first time you had expressed how you felt to her. This postpartum shit is something serious. It feels like you're drowning and you can't do anything about it.
" Y/N I didn't-"
" No I don't want to hear it. And since you were so motivated on leaving go ahead and pack the rest of your shit. Grab your toothbrush, deodorant. soap and all. Because you won't be staying here no time soon. Might as well make your self comfortable and your bitch house. When you leave pick up then clothes off my porch. Fucking up my driveway and shit.
You lucky that G Wagon still out there sitting pretty because that bitch would've gotten a makeover if I was down there. And you can take this fuck ass ring with you to" you threw the ring at her and walked past her leaving her on the balcony
"HURRY UP AND GET YOUR SHIT" you yelled from inside
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I know it's short but I just felt like writing something with arguing in it🤦🏾♀️🤣
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