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Five years ago….
Here I was looking at divorce papers shaking my head as I looked at my soon to be ex husband. Cruz has been my husband for less then two years and we had been together for five. He got me pregnant in the first six months we were together. We met out at a club and he lived the same life I did. At first shit was cool we made money together, we counted money together you think that would be enough until he started saying he wanted me out of the streets. My family ran a criminal empire I couldn’t just stop making money. Two years ago when he married me I thought he gave up on that dream of me being a house wife. Clearly not because he made it a point to make it about me stop working.
“Do you even care that I’m leaving.” He asked looking at me.
”Not really this what you wanna do.” I shrugged. I really didn’t care. Did I care for Cruz? Yes but to say I was heartbroken or upset would be a lie. I’m not begging nobody to stay with me.
”And that’s your problem now. You’re so busy being the man of the relationship you just can’t let nobody lead.” He said.
”what do I need you to lead me for Cruz? I got my own shit and you got yours. You don’t see me trying to change you.” I shrugged.
”You’re gonna be one lonely ass bitch. Don’t nobody want a woman who is the man of the relationship.” He snapped.
”Cruz you wanna leave and I’m not gonna stop you. We good just take care of your daughter.” I shrugged.
”Yeah cause somebody has to show her how to not be fucked up like her mama.”
”I’m teaching my daughter not to be no weak ass girl for weak ass men like you. Cruz your weak as fick. Dick game weak, personally you are weak the only people who don’t think your weak are the people in the streets who don’t know you. It’s cool you got it. Like I said I’m not tripping. Get your shit and go my boy.” I said.
I was in the trap counting up my money. It’s been a few weeks since Cruz left and shit was like another day. A few days ago somebody sent me a picture of Cruz all booed up with somebody else and that’s when it clicked it wasn’t because I wasn’t submissive he just found a weak ass bitch to do what he asked.
”You talk to Cruz?” My right hand Danny asked.
”No, it’s nothing to talk about.” I shrugged.
”Dream it’s okay to be sad sometimes.” He said.
”Danny I know that. I’m not sad actually I’m happy he’s out my house. It’s been so peacefully in my house.” I said.
”Dream I’m here if you need to talk.” He shrugged.
”I’m good. I swear I am. I’m not even heartbroken I guess we both were over the shit. Least I was. Always arguing about stupid shit.” I shrugged.
”Well fuck him then.” He said and dapped me up.
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