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“The House Smells Like Trouble! Shayla Kicks Iman Out After Smoking Chaos Around Baby Kai!”π±
Scene: Shayla’s living room, late evening. The smell of smoke still lingers. Baby Kai is sleeping in his crib in the next room. Shayla is visibly furious, pacing back and forth. Iman sits on the couch, trying to stay calm.
Shayla: (fanning the air) Iman, are you serious right now? The whole house reeks! My baby’s room smells like smoke!
Iman: Shayla, it’s not that deep. I opened a window, and I wasn’t even near the baby.
Shayla: Not that deep? You were smoking in the house, Iman! Around Kai! He’s six months old! Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?
Iman: (shrugs) I wasn’t blowing it in his face, Shay. You’re overreacting.
Shayla: Overreacting? No, I’m protecting my child! I told you a thousand times—no smoking around him, not even outside the door. You promised!
Iman: I did promise, yeah, but it was raining, and I wasn’t gonna stand outside in the cold just for one smoke.
Shayla: (in disbelief) Oh, so your comfort matters more than my baby’s lungs? Wow. Just wow.
Iman: Come on, you’re making it sound worse than it was. It’s not like I hotboxed the nursery or something.
Shayla: (voice rising) The fact that you can joke about this is exactly why I’m done! I can’t trust you, Iman. You don’t take anything seriously.
Iman: (stands up, defensive) Hold on—don’t act like I’m some villain. I help with Kai, I cook, I clean, I’ve been here for you.
Shayla: Helping with your baby doesn’t give you a pass to be reckless!
Iman: I’m human, Shayla! I made a mistake. One mistake!
Shayla: (shakes her head) No, I’ve let too many “mistakes” slide. The late nights, the missed feedings, the excuses. But smoking around Kai? That’s my line.
Iman: So what, you’re just gonna kick me out over one bad decision?
Shayla: (takes a deep breath, steadying herself) I don’t want to do this, but yes. I need you to leave.
Iman: (stunned) Are you serious? You’re kicking me out? Where am I supposed to go?
Shayla: I don’t know, Iman. But I can’t have this energy around my son. I need peace. I need safety for Kai.
Iman: (paces, rubbing his head) This is crazy. I can’t believe you’re doing this over some smoke.
Shayla: It’s not about the smoke! It’s about respect. It’s about trust. You broke both.
Iman: (sighs deeply) You always think I’m the problem. Maybe you should look in the mirror sometimes.
Shayla: (coldly) Maybe I have. That’s why I’m making changes. Starting with this one.
(Awkward silence fills the room. The baby monitor crackles softly from the nursery.)
Iman: (quietly) So that’s it? You’re really done with me?
Shayla: (tears forming) I have to be. For Kai. For me.
Iman: (nods slowly, hurt but trying to keep composure) Fine. I’ll grab my stuff. But don’t call me when you realize you overreacted.
Shayla: (wiping her eyes) Goodbye, Iman.
(Iman leaves. Shayla closes the door, exhales shakily, and walks to Kai’s room. She leans over the crib, strokes his hair, whispering softly.)
Shayla: Don’t worry, baby. Mommy’s got you. No more chaos. No more smoke. Just peace.
(Camera pans out — the house is quiet again, except for the sound of baby Kai’s gentle breathing.)
Scene: The Next Morning
(Sunlight spills through the blinds. The house is quiet. There’s no smell of smoke, just the faint scent of baby lotion and coffee. Shayla sits at the kitchen table, her phone buzzing with messages from friends asking what happened.)
Producer (off-camera): Shayla… how are you feeling this morning?
Shayla: (takes a deep breath, voice calm but tired) Honestly? Lighter. Last night was… rough. I didn’t want things to end like that. But I had to choose peace. For me and for Kai.
Producer: Do you think you and Iman will talk again?
Shayla: (pauses, looks away for a moment) Maybe one day. But right now, I need space. I need to remember who I was before all the chaos. I’ve been living on edge for months—walking on eggshells in my own home.
Producer: Do you still love him?
Shayla: (smiles sadly) Love doesn’t just disappear overnight. But sometimes… love isn’t enough if there’s no respect.
(Camera cuts to Baby Kai in his playpen, cooing and giggling. Shayla gets up and picks him up, holding him close.)
Shayla: (softly, to Kai) It’s just us now, baby. Mommy’s got you. We’re gonna be okay.
(She kisses his forehead. A soft piano version of a popular R&B song plays in the background.)
Confessional Shot — Shayla, hours later:
“I thought kicking him out would break me. But it didn’t. It reminded me of my strength. This house used to smell like smoke and stress. Now it smells like peace… and baby powder.”
(Cut to a closing montage — Shayla cleaning up the living room, opening the windows wide, then walking outside with Kai in a stroller. The sky is bright, the air is clear.)
Narrator (voice-over):
“Sometimes, letting go isn’t the end—it’s the beginning of something stronger. For Shayla, the smoke has finally cleared.”
[SCENE END]
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