u and fez were just kickin it back on the coach, well, he was layin on top of your legs and acted as if he was a blanket for u. typical fez. the two of u were enjoying a new documentary that was recently published on netflix. both him and u adored watching the life of young baby animals. to be real wit u, u never took him for such a soft guy based upon how he presented himself before yall started dating, but thats another story. the two of u planned to spend the rest of ur sunday afternoon, just like this until it was either dinner time, or ash woke up from his much deserved, and long ass nap. that was until a sudden ping came from his cellphone.
“want me to check who it is?” u looked down at ur lap to face the red head beneath u.
“nah nah, i got it” he rose up from ur thighs and reached over you to the side table on ur side of the coach.
u shifted back into the arm of the sofa as he looked down at his phone screen.
“best not be another girl” u jokingly whispered under ur breath, but loud enough for him to hear. u loved to tease fez, even though u knew he was the most loyal and trustworthy guy u have ever met.
“and what if it is?” his eyes shift from his phone screen to up ur face w a faint grin on his lips.
“nigga, i’d fuckin kill u. lemme see” u reach out to grab his phone, which u successfully did, surprisingly.
“u wanna tell me who faye is?” u shove his phone in his face for him to see the messages that read:
da cops bouta get involved
just til shit cools down yk?
she on her way in a cab rn
“so who the fuck is she fez?” u shake the phone in front of his face, eargaly waiting for him to tell u why she was gonna be stayin here and who the fuck she was.
he just sat there wide eye, staring back into ur brown eyes as he tried to find a way to respond.
“shit…” he rubbed his hand at the back of his nearly bald head.
“she custers girl, so she aint nun to worry bout ma.”
he tried to lighten the mood by reassuring u, but that just made u more frustrated since he was acting as if it was no big deal.
fezco knew that u would be upset about another girl living up in yalls house. he just didnt know how to bring it up since u were in such a good mood, and he didnt wanna ruin that moment u guys shared watching that documentary.
“fuck u mean ‘she aint nun to worry bout’ shes another girl whos apparently gon be livin under this roof.”
“shit, if i’d known u’d be dis upset, i woulda straight up told custer n-“
fez was cut off by u stating ur piece of mind, and boy he was in for a treat.
“yeah but u didnt. u didnt even bother lettin me kno that this chick would be comin up in our house any minute fez. did u even think abt what ash would think bout’ all this? u know he doesnt trust others easily”
it was the jamaican in u that caused u to flare around ur arms whilst u were speaking to let him know just how frustrated u were.
“yo can u jus chill out? lemme explain myself and stop bitchin’ for a sec.”
“u want me to stop bitchin? u know what fez, why dont u go fuck ursel-“
ur response back to fezco was interrupted by the suddenness of the front door opening. yall both broke ur necks to see what the commotion was, and there stood a girl with blonde hair, a bloody nose, and big ass lips. all of a sudden, u see this mess of a girl fix her lips to say,
she looked like she had been through hell. u kinda felt bad for the girl, but at the same time still had resentment for her.
u decided to stay put on the coach while fez went over to talk to her about the rules of the house.
“yo, dont touch nothin, dont talk to ash, and dont go in me and yn’s fuckin’ room.”
“i promise” she answered while wiping her bloody nose. u wondered how it got bloody in the first place.
“so ur just not gonna introduce me or?” ur arms were crossed as u questioned fez. u were still upset that he never told u shit like he promised he would.
as fezco was walkin away from faye to go finish eating his half sandwich at the table, he pointed in the direction of u and then proceeded to introduce u to one another.
“faye, this is my girlfriend, y/n. im sure yall met before”
faye bit into the half sandwich he had offered her a few minutes ago and then tilted her head to the side.
“no.. i don’t remember meeting anybody with month old box braids”
she then bit into the sandwich again and continued eating as if she hadnt just insulted you.
ur mouth flys open with disbelief that this skank ass girl could really have the audacity to insult u in ur own home. before u get the chance to speak your mind, fezco goes ahead and speaks for u.
“aye, u best watch how ur talking to my girl. yo ass lucky we took u in while ur dumb ass boyfriend does stupid shit”
although fezco tries to remain civil around u, u appreciate that he stood up for u instead of letting this ho speak to you crazy. of course, being the confrontational woman u are, u still had to put ur two cents in before this girl thinks ur a pushover.
“and i don’t remember ever meeting anybody who was dumb enough to think their botched lips look cute, goodnight.”
u stormed off into u and fezco’s shared bedroom and slammed the door shut, causing ash to wake up.
he stumbled out of his room and stopped dead in his tracks at the door frame, looking in the direction of faye. she then parted her lips and introduced herself with a monotone voice.
he just glanced over at fez and without sayin a word walked back into his room, slamming it shut just how u previously did.
fez knew he was just as pissed as u were; his face said it all.
“well somebodies in a mood”
fez just ignored the comment from faye and shook his head with an annoyed expression on his freckled face.
“ma?” fez knocked on the wooden door, before creaking it open and entering yalls bedroom.
he had got faye situated in the room she’d be staying in and warned her not to talk to u until she apologized for the way she rudely spoke to u. he would never let anyone disrespect his girl.
u were wrapped under the cozy sheets u had picked out and brought home as a gift a few weeks back, trying ur best not to sniffle so loudly.
“i came er to apologize..”
he closed the door behind him and started puttin on his pyjamas, that happened to be the matching set to what u were wearing. fez knew that u were just a big baby under all that thick skin. u just tried ur best not show it even though he could always see right through it.
“i..i dont wanna talk right now”
ur voice ached as u sniffled in between each word u spoke.
“well ima talk to u anyways. u kno’ im used to talkin to people wit out gettin a response back”
he was referring to his grandma who he would occasionally talk to, knowing he wont get a reply from her.
fez slid into the bed and under the blankets which then caused u to instinctively turn from facing ur back to him, to looking him in the eyes. ur eyes were puffy which signalled to him that u had been crying since u stormed off. once again, tears started to fall from ur eyes and he just pulled u closer and let u rest ur face on his chest.
“im so stupid. i shoulda told u everythin’ that was goin on and asked if u was comfortable wit lettin faye stay er’, im sorry mama.”
he knew better than to attempt to run his fingers though ur braids as u already had ur bonnet on, so he just rubbed circles on ur back.
“u told me u would let me in on these kinda things. u lied to me fez, u lied…”
u tried to push urself away from his chest as u felt anger building up in between those sniffles, but he just held u closer until u started to calm down.
“ima just hug u until u stop poutin’ so we can cuddle, cus i kno yo ass wants to”
u smirked into his chest, but he didnt know that. u just gave him a quick and sarcastic reply.
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