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Ari🍑 2 Weeks Later/September 17
"What you doing" Dave asked walking into HIS room.
"I'm going home" I said while putting my clothes in my suitcase.
"Okay, why you taking stuff when you already got clothes there" He asked in pure confusion.
"Well I'm not coming back, so I need to take my stuff" I said in a duh tone.
"Fuck you mean you not coming back, you trynna break up with me" He asked making me chuckle.
"I'm not "trynna" do anything I am" I said looking up at him.
"No the fuck you not, I ain't even do shit" He said still looking confused.
"Okay David" I sighed putting more clothes in my suitcase.
"Stop putting shit in there, what did I do" He asked trying to pick up the suitcase making me slap his hand.
"When I met you, you was recording from the studio here, if you wanna hang out with yo friends cool you groan" I said standing up. "But you not fucking single, for the past 2 weeks you been gone before I wake up and you not here when I go to sleep either, so if I'm gonna sleep alone I can sleep in my own fucking bed" I said while getting another suitcase.
"You breaking up with me cause I'm working" He asked looking at me like I got 2 heads.
"No I'm breaking up with you because all of a sudden you don't have time for me, I'm not boutta be sitting in yo house everyday all day alone waiting for you, just for you to come after I'm already sleep" I yelled as I packed more stuff. "You ain't fucked me in 2 weeks coming in the house smelling like weed at 1 and 2 in the morning, I don't know who you think you fucking with but you got the right bitch David" I told him pointing my finger in his face.
"You not fucking leaving so you can put all that shit back, I been fucking working" He yelled back picking up my suitcase throwing it.
"Don't throw my shit, dumb ass, I work too but I still cook, clean, suck yo dick, and fuck you, I swear to God David if I find out you fucking another bitch. I'll kill both of y'all I'm not fucking playing" I screamed as tears streamed down my face.
"You always think I'm fucking cheating on you, what the fuck do I need to cheat for" He yelled walking closer to me.
"You like to fuck, so if you ain't fucking me who you fucking" putting my hand on my hip. "Who are you fucking" I asked mushing his head.
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Dave🤴🏾
"I'm not fucking nobody, you fucking crazy, I'm not boutta keep arguing with you" I yelled pushing her into the wall. "I been fucking working" I yelled again punching a hole in the wall behind her head.
"Okay Dave, I'm crazy cause I don't like it that "My Man" coming home between 1 and 2 in the morning, and ain't touched me in 2 weeks" She said pushing me back. "Well fuck you, you don't have to deal with my crazy ass no more, we can co-parent through mama" She said zipping up her suitcase.
"We not co-parenting shit cause I'm not cheating on yo stupid ass" I yelled following her out of the closet.
"I don't care no more, it's a reason why you not fucking me and coming home at 2 in the morning" She said walking downstairs with her bags. I jogged around her snatching her keys off the counter putting them in my pocket.
"I'm not boutta keep playing with you, take that shit back upstairs Ariana" I yelled pointing up the stairs.
"Give me my keys" She said letting go of her bags. "Let that bitch you fucking come house sit, I'm not a fucking house sitter" She yelled pushing my chest.
"Ain't no bitch, what's wrong with you man" I yelled grabbing her hands. "Stop fucking hitting me" I gritted looking her in her eyes.
"Give me my fucking keys, I wouldn't be hitting you if you ain't have my shit" She cried pulling away.
"Here I'm not boutta keep begging you to stay with me if you don't want to, this the second time you accused me of this shit and you wrong again, I'm tired of this shit Ari, you be in these clubs shaking yo ass on camera but I never fucking accuse you cause I trust you" I told her giving her they keys. "You must wanna fuck somebody, but don't worry bout it go ahead" I told her walking around her up the stairs.
She grabbed her bags and walked to the door.
"You want me to leave" She asked from the door.
"If you still don't trust me you shouldn't be with me, when you get them false nerative out of yo head we'll talk" I said before walking to my room. I heard the door open and close as I got in the bed. A nigga might cry his self to sleep tonight. She got all right to be suspicious but to jump straight to breaking up instead of talking is childish.
