“How was I supposed to know you actually had talent? Do you know how many dudes are out here trying to become a rapper? I thought it was just a phase or something.”
“Well, I guess my phase lasted longer than it was supposed to. Anyway, I need to get off this phone.”
“Oh, now you don’t want to talk?” She scoffed.
“To be honest, I never wanted to talk, but you kept blowing up my phone,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders in irritation. I loved my daughter, but I wished I would have never messed with her momma.
Tiana wasn’t a terrible person, but she wasn’t someone I wanted around me. She loved drama and negativity, and I wasn’t in the mood.
“Wow. Well, at least I know how you really feel. I thought you had changed, but you’re the same dog ass nigga you’ve always been. I hope fucking that bitch was worth it, because you won’t be getting my daughter again. I don’t want Keyami around those bastards.”
I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. Tiana wanted a reaction out of me, and my kids were the magic word to get me activated.
“Tiana, you got me fucked up, and I’m not even about to entertain your bullshit, because I’ll really fuck around and hurt your feelings. All of my kids are gonna have a relationship with each other, and there ain’t a mothafucka alive who can stop it. If you want to try me, go right ahead, but I promise you won’t like the outcome. You seem to forget that you don’t work, and I fund your entire life right now. It would be in your best interest to tread lightly with me.
“As far as my kids, don’t ever in your fucking life call them bastards. That’s my flesh and blood, and I’ll drag any mothafucka for trying to play with them. If anyone is a bastard, it’s yo’ ass because I know for a fact your daddy is still married to his wife, and he ain’t ever claimed your ass in public. Don’t play with me. Now, I’m getting off this phone, and I pray you find your fucking mind because it’s obvious you must have misplaced it.” I was seething as I hung up the phone in her face before she got a chance to respond.
Now, here I was sitting outside her house, praying she got her shit together because I wasn’t in the mood for any more drama. I pulled my pants up and stood outside her door. Of course, I had my own key, but I tried my best to respect her space because it was her house at the end of the day.
It took a while for her to come to the door, but both of her cars were in the driveway. I hadn’t called first because I expected her to be on good bullshit.
“Umm, Key, what are you doing here? You should have called first.” Tiana’s eyes were wide, and I could tell her ass was hiding something.
“I don’t need to call before I come to the house where I pay the bills. Besides, I only came here to get my daughter. I have to leave town tomorrow, and I want to spend time with her before I leave.”
“Umm, where are your other kids gonna be?”
My brows furrowed as I stared at her as if she had two heads.
“My kids are none of your concern. Now go get my daughter so I can go,” I instructed through gritted teeth.
“Aye, baby, who is that at the door?”
My face twisted up when I heard the sound of a man’s voice. The guilty expression on Tiana’s face told me everything I needed to know. Without warning, I moved her out of the doorway before stepping inside. When my eyes landed on the young bull sitting on the couch with his shirt off, I chucked angrily.
“Aye, who the fuck are you, nigga?” He sat up, reaching over to the table for his gun. It pissed me off to see his pistol sitting on the table carelessly. Keyami was still a child, and anything could happen.
“The better question is, who the fuck are you? I don’t recall my baby momma mentioning she was entertaining someone.”
He glared at me when his eyes locked on my chain. His face softened as something must have clicked for him.
“Oh, you that nigga Bankroll Keyz. Damn, I forgot she told me her baby daddy was a rapper. My bad, G. My name is Breezy.” He stood up and offered his hand for me to shake. I wasn’t jealous in the least bit, but as I examined his features, I realized he couldn’t have been older than twenty-one. He seemed like someone Lyric would be interested in. Tiana was two years older than me, so that made it even worse.
“Yeah, what’s up. You staying here, or you just visiting?”
He glanced over in Tiana’s direction before answering my question.
“Umm, I’m over here pretty much every day, but I stay with my grandma.”
“How old are you?”
“I’m twenty.”
My eyes shot over to Tiana, but her head was down as she pretended to be engrossed in her phone. She had to have lost her mind, because she was really out here fucking with a kid.
“Where is my daughter, Tiana?” I questioned, realizing she still hadn’t made her presence known.
“She’s upstairs in her room.” Tiana pouted with her arms folded. She knew she was dead ass wrong, so she didn’t say too much. Instead, she called Keyami downstairs.
