Y'lan Noel as Jalen

You as Y/N (your name)

You heard the ringing of the alarm alerting you that your husband, Jalen was home. Jada your oldest daughter, age 5, ran to the door excited to see her daddy.

"Daddy's home!" She screamed as she hugged his long leg.

His baritone laugh and your daughters screaming put a smile on your face. Your six month old, Jayla, babbled waiting for you to put the spoon full of potatoes in her mouth.

"Okay mamas." You said to her giggling at her impatience.

"Baby, I'm home." He yelled trying to find where you were.

"In the kitchen."

You could hear Jada trying to articulate her day to him as he carried her into the kitchen, "And then we made finger paintings! I used red and blue paint to make a picture, daddy it was so fun! You have to see it. Mommy show it to him!"

"Can we let daddy relax first."

Jada pouted before requesting to be put down. Jalen let her go. The patter of her feet sounded on the glossy tile floor as she went off elsewhere.

Your husband smiled at you before walking over and kissing your lips. He loosened his tie as he picked up Jayla making her babble loudly.

"She sent something to the house today." Y/N blindly placed the kid's dirty dishes in the sink. 

Jalen stopped rocking his daughter and his stern face stared at his wife. Tears welled into her eyes. 

"I'm tired of this, Jalen. How the fuck did she get the address to my fucking house?" Y/N's tone reached an octave. 

Not answering his wife he called out for his oldest daughter, "Jada! Go take your sister upstairs and go play for a minute." 

Jada looked between her parents and knew that their energy was slightly off. Without hesitation, she went upstairs to play with Jayla. He took off his tie and unbuttoned his dress shirt. 

"Shit. Look, baby-"

Y/N waved her hand to stop him, "Are you still seeing this woman?" 

The closer Jalen stepped to Y/N she moved back to distance herself. She wrapped her arms around herself to recreate the warmth that had left her body. Jalen had a problem with fidelity for about a year. He said he stopped having relations with the white woman.

"No! I told you that shit was over almost a year ago. She's obsessed with me! Maybe she's stalking us. What did she send over here?" He asked still trying to touch his wife. 

"It was a picture of all of us. My face was cut out and replaced with hers. Look you better handle her or I will." Y/N left him in the kitchen and went upstairs to prepare the kids for bed, even if it was a little early for bed. She just wanted to get away from her grimey ass husband. 

Hours later, Y/N laid in the king-size bed. It was almost two in the morning but she couldn't sleep. Jalen had yet to come upstairs to face his wife. He was trying to get in contact with the detective and sop the stalking but he kept getting the runaround. 

He stood in the doorway watching her click through the channels. He still loved it when she wore her bonnet and his big t-shirt. It reminded him of better days. Y/N noticed him watching and sighed. She pulled back the covers for him to get in.

They both laid in bed together. She laid on his bare chest enjoying the moment of intimacy. His fingers traced circles on her back. The silence was all they needed. It spoke for both of them. 

"Here take ya'll lunches." Jalen handed his girls two princess lunchboxes. 

Y/N came down the stairs fixing her work blouse. She had overslept but Jalen had woken up early enough to take care of the girls.  

"Thanks for that." She kissed her husband goodbye and had to drag her daughters out of the house.

"How come we can't stay home with you and daddy?" Jada asked kicking her tiny feet at the passenger seat. 

Y/N laughed, "Because you have to go to school." 

Jada had too much sass for her own good. They had just dropped Jayla off at daycare and were on their way to Jada's kindergarten class. Y/N proceeded through the green light and was caught off guard as a black car slammed into her side. The car flipped over and knocked Y/N out from the impact. The only thing left was Jada's cries for help.

"I came here to see my wife. She was in a car accident. Can I see her? Where is my daughter?" Jalen approached the front desk of the hospital frantic and holding Jayla.

He was still at the house when the emergency responders called his phone. He immediately went to get Jayla from daycare and raced to the hospital. The lady at the front desk looked up from her computer and told him to wait in the family room. 

He prayed to God that both his wife and daughter were okay. Before the doctor arrived he has met with the slow detective. She never responded to their calls for help and was always trying to track this woman down. 

"You need to find that woman. I swear if she killed my wife and daughter..." He couldn't finish his sentence. 

The detective gave him a look of guilt, "We're running the cameras on the street now. I know you think this is her but these things can happen." 

Jalen looked up from his daughter to her, "My wife would never go straight through a light without waiting a couple of seconds. It was deliberate. Why do you think the car only hit her side of the vehicle and ran off after that? You better find this woman."

"I will do anything in my power to find her." 

The doctor came a few seconds later with the news. Jalen stood up from his seat trying not to wake up a sleeping Jayla. 

"Both of them are fine. Your daughter left the accident with a few scratches and a bruised rib. She'll be fine. It's your wife with the most damage. Since the front and the side of the car was crushed, the front of her body was crushed with it. We have to take her into emergency surgery and complete a hysterectomy. There was so much damage and internal bleeding this is the best and safest way for her at the moment." 

After hearing the devastating news he knew what he had to do. After getting Jada back he took both of the girls to their grandparent's house. Y/N would be in surgery for a few hours so he had enough time. He drove to the woman's house and parked in the driveway. 

"I knew you'd come back to me." Her blonde hair swung lightly in the air. 

"I know it was you that crashed into my wife's car. Are you dumb? Fucking stupid? Why would you do that?"

Her eyes gleamed at him innocently, "I did it so that we can be together. We can get married and raise kids all on our own."

He looked at her in disgusts. Who knew that one slip up would turn into more than that. This woman was delusional. He would never leave his wife and his kids, especially for a white woman. He had told her that many times. 

"Please don't make me do this. Stop lying to yourself and get some help."

She stepped forwards and tried to kiss his lips, "You said that we'd be together for life. I'm gonna make that happen either way."

He pushed her back and reached behind his back for his gun. His Glock was already loaded and ready to fire. He held the gun up to her face. She gasped in shock. The barrel of the gun was pressed so hard against her forehead that it left an indentation. 

"I told you to stay the fuck away from me and my family, stupid bitch." 

His trigger finger squeezed the trigger. 

Boom. 

Authors Note: umm this was terrible but I haven't updated nor had any motivation to keep writing imagines. I'm not even getting request but that's okay! I hope you enjoyed.