《Married To A Thug》Chapter 21
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Sunday, March 9th
3pm
Jada & Marcel's House
"I don't give a motherfucking fuck that fucked another fuck that came back and fucked the same fuck that fucked the other fuck and gave a fuck a motherfucking fuck I'm STILL not gon give a fuck!" I yelled at Marcel.
"Baby calm down." He said to me.
We were coming from the grocery store and some damn skinny no meat on her bones having ass female tried to make it seem like she was better than me.
"No! She really tried me Marcel. Gon tell me my clothes cheap and that maybe if I stopped spending so much on food I could afford better clothes. Like what the fuck kind of insult? I should've tore that ass up!" I yelled walking into the kitchen with some of the groceries and Marcel had the other bags following me.
I had shorter temper these days and I just was not feeling people at all. I was so easily irritated, I haven't had my period yet either but I figured it was just my cycle changing because I've skipped a month before and it was just stress and my cycle changing.
"Baby relax, you probably won't ever see her again." Marcel said trying to calm me down.
"If I do see her again that's her ass. I'm telling you Marcel. She don't know who she messing with." I said and sighed. "What am I making for dinner tonight?" I asked him.
"Salmon, asparagus, cabbage, mixed vegetables, and mashed potatoes." He said and I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Boy you cooking all that?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised.
"I'll help you." He said and I nodded.
"Yo ass better be in the kitchen at 6 to help me." I said with an attitude.
"Ok ma damn. So mean nowadays." He said chuckling and I shot him a glare.
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"I'm not mean I'm just not tolerating bullshit." I said.
"Girl whatever. I'm going to take a nap." He said and I threw my shoe at the back of his head.
"What the hell Jada?!" He said looking back at me.
"I know you not finna leave me here to put up all these damn groceries by myself and some of this shit is for you then I gotta come back down here and make dinner for yo ass? Triflin'." I said to him shaking my head.
"Well in my defense, you gotta eat too so it's really dinner for the both of us." He said and I threw my other shoe at him but he dodged it.
"Don't be dodging my shit. Come help me with these damn bags." I said and he came over to help me.
"You got you period yet baby? Maybe that's why you're so angry." He said and I gave him a death stare.
"Try me. G'on Marcel. TRY ME. See if yo ass don't get bopped right in the damn balls." I said.
"Baby relax I'm just asking." He said chuckling.
"No I didn't get it yet. We'll see this month. If I don't get it this month I'll go to the doctor." I said and he nodded.
After Marcel helped me put up the groceries he went upstairs to take a nap, that damn lazy bum.
My phone then started ringing and it was a facetime call from Bria.
"Heyyy bitchhh!" She screamed into the phone.
"HEYYYY!" I screamed.
"What's up girl?" She asked.
"Nothing much about to work on this business while Marcel ass is upstairs sleeping." I said and we laughed.
"Girl Q over sleep too." She said.
"Wow.. I swear these boys different. Like they nap time set at the same time or something." I said and she laughed and nodded in agreement.
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"Soooo guess what?" She asked.
"You pregnant!" I got excited and jumped to conclusions.
"No girl we set a date for the wedding." She said laughing.
"Oh! *laughing* When is it?" I asked.
"Next year in June." She said smiling.
"June what?" I asked.
"June 24th." She said and I smiled.
"Aww I'm excited." I said and she nodded in agreement.
The rest of the facetime call we just talked about any and everything. We also talked about her birthday next Sunday and she said that Q had something planned for her. We also talked about my business which reminded me that I needed to text Jashawn and let him know my thoughts on the clothes, I forgot to do that.
Speaking of my business, I finally had my makeup line finalized. I just needed them to be made. I ordered some tubes and all the stuff I'll need to make it. Mina was also coming up here in the next two weeks to help me. I missed her and was excited to see her.
Jashawn and I decided to Launch everything either the end of the year or next year. I told him it'd be better to Launch everything next year when it starts to get warm, so maybe like April or May. That would give us time to find models and do shoots to promote and stuff and build our website. I made a mental note to let text him later on in the month to finalized the launch date. I also had to find old places I could buy down here to get the store together. Jashawn was doing the same in Florida.
I was so ready to become an official business owner. Once I had my crew I would finally be able to relax, but I was so ready for the fashion shows with Jashawn's clothing and my makeup getting done on the models.
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6pm
I was in the kitchen getting ready to cook when Marcel came downstairs to help looking like he just woke up.
"Boy you really slept until it was time to come help me?" I asked him.
"Sure did." He said in his sleepy voice and I laughed.
"Ya lazy bum." I said and we both laughed.
We then got started on cooking and I hooked my phone up to the speaker.
About an hour later we finished cooking the food and he shared out our plates and we sat in the dining room and ate.
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10pm
Marcel and I were in our room watching Love Thy Neighbor.
"Baby.." I started.
"Yeah shorty. Wassup?" He asked and turned to me.
"So finalized my makeup line today. Mina is coming in two weeks to help me put everything together I ordered the tubes and everything else to make the products. All it is now is just finding models, a team to work with on the business, and finding a place to buy to build the store." I said and he smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
"I'm proud of you mama. Let me find somewhere for you to build your store. I got you. I'll help looking for the models and a team that you can work with." He said and I nodded.
"Don't make me have to hurt you over the female models." I said warning him and he laughed.
"Nah ma. You won't have to I only have eyes for you. Ima get you some male models too." He said and smiled and kissed him.
"I appreciate you baby." I said to him.
"Anything for my wife. I appreciate you too my love." He said and we kissed again then went back to watching the tv.
We watched the show until we eventually drifted off to sleep.
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