Belinda: (panicking) wait what does this even mean
Lori: shii ion know, which one of yall fuckin with yt bitches (side eyes Angela)
Angela: tf you looking at me for
Lori: I'm just saying, if there's anyone who'd befriend them it's you
Angela: whatever! Who even said it was a yt lady
Lori: they said blonde hair
Fatima: (chuckles) Lori that could be anyone! Shii I've had blonde hair myself
Belinda: exactly. We need to figure this note out, does she know what happened or it's just bluffing
Fatima: (sighs) tbh I don't know, I mean the coast was pretty clear that night but you never know
Angela: I got an idea
She stands up and walks to the waiter demanding to see the manager. She steps into the office for a while and then comes back to join the ladies
Belinda: what was that about
Angela: I went to request the CCTV footage
Fatima: (smiles) omg yes!! That's so smart
Lori: so do you recognize who it is
Angela: sadly no, whoever did this was smart. She knew what angle to stand in so the cameras would miss her
Belinda: damn so we got nothing
Angela: only thing I got was that she's definitely black and she wore a custom LV coat and Bottega Veneta boots with a green base
Lori: shit that could be anyone! We're screwed
Fatima: no we're not! Imma find out who it is, just keep it cool yall. (Grabs bag and stands up) now I gotta go get started on dinner for Zac, I gotta lot of making up to do
Lori: (chuckles) go buss that thang open, make momma proud
Belinda: T before you leave, where's that hoodie
Fatima: shit I forgot to bring it along
Angela: girl you just casually leaving male hoodies laying around your house
Fatima: it's in the laundry basket and Zac rarely does laundry, chill yall
Belinda: okay T long as you know what you doing
Fatima: I do... I mean what's the worst that could happen?
Fatima had completely forgotten that she saw Zac walk out with the laundry basket this morning, her mind was too preoccupied with everything that was going on. She simply brushed it off and drove to the grocery store to pick up a few items before heading home to get started on dinner.
|Taylor residence: kitchen|
Fatima showered and changed into her one piece jumpsuit that perfectly hugged every curve of her body, she paired it up with some fluffy slippers. Zac walked in a little after 6 while she was setting the table and adding some finishing touches to the meal
Fatima: (smiles) good evening husband
Zac: (looks around) what's all this
Fatima: it's part one of my apology
Zac: what's the other part
Fatima: (walks over and removes his suit jacket) well... why don't you go get cleaned up and come back downstairs to find out
Zac: (smiles) okay Mrs Taylor
After a few minutes Fatima has dished up both their plates and poured them glasses of champagne. She lit some scented candles and dimmed the main lights, in the background she played on bended knee by Boyz II Men. Zac makes his way downstairs...
Zac: (smiles) baby what are you doing down there
Fatima: I'm down on bended knee
Zac: (laughs) yo what
Fatima: (starts singing) Can we go back to the days our love was strong?
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong?
Can somebody tell me how to get things back
The way they use to be?
Oh God give me a reason
I'm down on bended knee
Zac: (holds her hands and helps her up) -silent-
Fatima: so you ain't gon say nothing
Zac: where are Ma and Yanah
Fatima: she went to Ms Diana's house for game night, she said they're all bringing their grandkids, they'll be back around 10
Zac: ok
Fatima: baby is that all you're gonna say after I went all out
Zac: (kisses her forehead) I'm sorry baby, I appreciate all this but I still feel like you're keeping secrets
Fatima: okay let's make a deal, if you agree to have dinner with me I'll answer any question you have
Zac: (smiles) deal
They sit across from each other and start eating, Fatima takes a sip of the champagne
Zac: okay first question, why you drinking alcohol and our daughter still breastfeeds
Fatima: (laughs) it's non alcoholic baby, chill
Zac: (chuckles) okay well the food's good, thank you
Fatima: (smirks) wait til we get to dessert
Zac: (smiles) I need to know where were you that night you came home late
Fatima: (gulps) uhh... I was with the girls, movie night at Angela's
Zac: so why couldn't you call and inform me
Fatima: my battery died and I didn't even notice until it was too late
Zac: so you're not cheating on me
Fatima: baby no! I promise I would never do you like that
Zac: (smirks) you promise
Fatima: (leans in for a kiss) I promise
Zac: (kisses back) okay gimme a second I'll be back
Fatima: (confused) okay, I'll clear the table
Zac makes his way to the garage while Fatima quickly puts the dishes in the dishwasher and goes upstairs to change into her new lingerie she bought specially for Zac.
Meanwhile in the garage, Zac is sitting in his car contemplating on whether or not he should confront Fatima. In his hands he holds the hoodie, watch and pack of cigarettes...
Zac makes it back to the table before Fatima
Zac: (yells from downstairs) baby where you at
Fatima: I'm coming
Fatima slowly makes her way downstairs and stops in her tracks when she notices the items Zac has displayed on the table
Zac: (smirks) naw don't freeze, make your way down those stairs. I wanna hear how yo lying ass gon get outta this one
Fatima: (stuttering) Zac... I... can explain
Zac: (yelling) what explanation could you possibly have other than the fact that you're cheater and a fucken liar
Fatima: if you'd chill on the insults and give me a chance (starts crying)
Zac: wtf you crying for
Fatima: Zac please just listen
Zac: no fuck that! And fuck you Fatima
Fatima: (getting angry) fuck me?! Nigga fuck y- *gets cut off*
Zac: (slightly choking her) I dare you to say those words to my fuckin face!!
Fatima: (silent still crying)
Zac: (loosens the grip) that's what I thought! Now sit yo ass down and let's talk
Fatima: (sits down) so are you finally ready to listen
Zac: aht aht I'm asking the questions round here
Fatima: (sighs) okay Zac, go ahead
Zac: who tf is Lucious T
Fatima: (confused) who
Zac: yo you really bout to piss me off!!
Zac grabs the engraved watch from his pocket and forcefully slams it on the table, nearly breaking the glass
Zac: (yelling) Lucious fuckin T!!! The cigarette smoking nigga you're having an affair with