The Husband

Three

Renee

"Have you seen my red bottoms, Jim?" I paced around the room looking for them. Jim was just on his phone, texting away.

"Nah." then he laughed. I grabbed his phone and put it in my bra. He just kept struggling. He hovered on top of me on the bed.

"Give me my phone back, Nee." the phone vibrated and I laughed.

"Your phone vibrations feel funny." then it did it again and I kept laughing. "But did you see my red bottoms. I had them last night."

"In the closet." I thanked him and gave him back his phone. I got back up and seen on the top shelf that Jim can only reach.

"Jimmy, help me." he groaned and zombie-walked to the closet. I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes.

"Don't be rolling you eyes at me. You know I hate that shit." he gave me my shoes and I snatched them. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me ? What's wrong with you. Over here yelling and complaining about nothing." I said as I zipped up the last suitcase.

"Wow, Renee, just wow. You know I don't like when you roll your eyes at me. You lucky you not my daughter." he said sternly.

"And what were you going to do, slap me or beat me ?" I crossed my arms. I didn't even notice I was crying.

"Babe, don't cry." he came over to me and embraced me in a hug. I just sobbed in his chest.

"I just wanted my shoes, you are becoming lazy. You want to go to Bahamas and so do I. All I needed were my shoes and that's it." he rubbed my back and I listened to his heartbeat.

"I'm sorry, Nee. Forgive me ?" I nodded and gave a cheeky smile. He laughed and gave me a kiss.

"Mommy, when are leaving ?" I pulled back and seen Niah standing at the door.

"Right now, baby. Just tell Reign and Junior to get their coats." I was about to grab my suitcases but Jim stopped me.

"Let me get them. You looked stressed out." I just grabbed my Champion sweat top and sweatpants and my sneakers and was at the door.

Reign and Raniah was at the door and Jim and Christopher was still upstairs.

"JIMMY." I yelled up the steps.

"Yes ?" I heard two voice say and they ran down the steps. "You called me ?" they said in unision.

"I meant Junior but what's taking you long ?" they looked at each other and Chris twitched his eyes at him. "DADDY WAS TRYING TO BEAT ME UP." he ran behind my legs and I picked him up.

"Man, you such a snitch." we all laughed.

Jim finally got the bags in the car and I gotten the kids buckled up. I sat in the front and the car started.

It was quiet except the kids talking about nothing basically. You ain't ever hear kids talk like this.

I rested my hand on the cup holders and Jim did the same. I smiled at him and he kept driving.

We finally arrived to my dad's house and the kids unbuckled themselves and ran towards the door and started knocking.

"Wow, looks like they wanted grandpa instead." Jim said shaking his head. Hazel, my 9 year old step-sister opened the door.

"Hey guys, if you looking for mom and dad, they are in the livingroom." she said nonchantaly. I picked her up and spun her around.

"Woah you getting heavy." I pretened to drop her and she shrieked. "I'm just kidding with you." dad took her out my hands.

"Hi dad, hey Sasha." even though she is my stepmom, I don't call her mom.

"Hey, Renee. There are my grandbabies." he went to them.

"Hey grandad." they all gave him a hug and a kiss. "You getting gray hair." Reign said snickering.

"I can't stay young forever. And all of y'all getting gray hair soon." he chuckled.

"Dad, I brought them over here--"

"To go to Bahamas with Jim. I know." I stood there shocked. I felt like everybody knew our business. "Leave their bags and enjoy yourselves." I gave him their overnight bags and school bags.

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"I see you rocking Balenciagas now, huh ?" he said as the plane took off.

"Well......." I got a little conceded.

"I'm tired now." I yawned and layed next to Jim. "Bahamas, here we come." after that, I fell asleep.