How dragging something out don’t save you, it could just delay the inevitable.
As I laid there in my thoughts, my phone lit up beside me, a number that wasn’t saved. I already knew who it was. The message sat on my phone for a few minutes before I picked it up and read it.
Love: Next time I see you, you’re not gonna want to leave me.
I bit my lip, my heart raced, my pussy got wet. The way he talked, I wasn’t used to it; the confidence and the control he had were top-notch.
I smiled at the phone.
Me: You sure about that, sir?
He took no time to text back.
Love: One thing you are gonna find out ‘bout me, mamas, I don’t play.
I laid there looking at his message.
That nigga was either going to be a problem, or he was gonna be the nigga that helped me heal. Either way, I didn’t know if I was ready.
Chapter 20
They Love Love
Iwent to bed feelin’ good, then woke up early as hell to bangin’ at my door.
I hopped outta bed and just as I was on my way to see who the fuck was beatin’ at my door, it opened, and my baby mama Jada walked in with my son. I tilted my head and looked at her crazy while my son ran to me.
“Wussup, Pops?” my son said as he dapped me up. I pulled the lil’ nigga in for a hug, then turned my attention to his mama, who was still standing in my doorway.
“You couldn’t wait for me to answer?” I asked her.
She dangled her keys. “For what, when I have this?”
I shook my head and walked to my kitchen.
“That is for our son; you don’t have access like that anymore.”
“And why don’t I?” she fired back.
I laughed as I said, “Because you decided to be a hoe.”
Her eyes shot to my couch, lookin’ at Amir before she hit me.
“Don’t talk like that around him.”
I shrugged. “I’m pretty sure he knows.”
Jada sucked her teeth like she was finna say somethin’ but stopped herself, and gave me a slight smile.
“Look, my loving baby daddy. I need some mon?—”
“NO,” I said before she could even finish asking.
Her mouth dropped. I don’t know why; she already knew how I moved.
“Why the fuck won’t you help me? I carried your child, I loved you, I?—”
“You also cheated, had niggas at more doors, stole enough money from me, and had me pay for an abortion that wasn’t even my baby.” She opened her mouth, and I stopped her. “Not to mention, I bought you and my son a house, gave you a G wagon, and I take care of all Amir’s needs. I’m tryna see why the fuck you think you’re getting anything else outta me.”
