Page 27 of Another Night With Me

“Will, shut the fuck up. It was never that deep for you to be pleading and begging. We had our little time together. Move on.” My attitude was in full affect. Hearing Will’s voice had officially got on my nerves.

“It might have not been for you, but I love you.”

I busted out laughing at Will. He was full of fucking shit. Never once in our entire history of being together had we ever said I love you.

“That’s fucked up. My feelings for you is a joke?” Will faked being hurt.

“Will, I’m not finna keep entertaining you. My baby hungry. What you really call me for?” I snickered into the phone, not even thinking about what I was saying.

“You got a baby?” Will asked bitterly.

“Not yet, I’m due in a couple months.”

“What the fuck, Yanna? You carrying my baby, and you wasn’t finna tell me?”

Again, I laughed at Will. The thought of carrying his baby seemed like the biggest joke to me. I hated to be so rude, but I would never carry that nigga’s baby.

“Boooyyy… bye! My daughter is most definitely not yours. We hadn’t had sex in months when I got pregnant. You don’t have nan’ baby over this way.” I giggled.

“Oh, yeah? You was on some ho’ shit this entire time. Fuck you, real talk, Yanna. You probably pregnant by a nigga who don’t want yo’ stankin’ ass. Dumb ass finna be penny pinching tryna raise a baby on yo’ own when you coulda been straight if you had my baby. Bitches be slow, forreal!” Will snapped, and if he didn’t sound like a bitch, I might have taken his words more seriously, but I couldn’t.

“All that, big dawg,” I teasingly said into the phone. It was no point in correcting Will. He’d find out eventually who my daughter belonged to. “Yo’ perpin’[1][2][3] ass would have been handing me wads of dollars bills thinking you doing something. Would have had me and my baby fucked up tryna depend on yo’ wanna be rich ass. Niggas like you think they balling with they have a hundred dollars. Broke ass. Get the fuck off my line.” I might have thought shit was funny all the time, but I’d never let a nigga talk crazy to me.

Will must have forgotten about that little stunt he pulled all those months back. He must have thought ‘cause I didn’t say shit to him I was happy with that little change he gave me. In reality, I didn’t care enough to say anything to him. Free money was free money. I’d take it,but I saw Will for what he really was.

“Bitch, fuck you,” Will angrily replied,“I didn’t even want yo’ black ass any fucking way. I only hit you ‘cause Niko said he’d give me a band to let him fuck you and another if I brought you to him. I don’t give a fuck about yo’ ran-through-pussy-having ass.” Then Will hung up on me.

My jaw was on the ground. I had half a mind to call Niko and cuss him the fuck out. A band to let him fuck me? My pussy was worth more than a band, and his stupid ass knew that. He was losing his fucking mind to find me now ‘cause he knew this pussy was priceless. Bitch ass nigga. My fingers moved faster than my thoughts as I texted Niko cussing him out. Lord, I prayed my daughter came out looking like me. The way I’d been cussing Niko out, she was destined to look like the nigga. Solana’s name rolled across as I hit the send button on my message to Niko.

“Hey,” I said slightly out of breath. I had gotten out my bed and was heading towards the living room.

“Oh, so you can answer everybody calls but the nigga who nutted in you?” Niko’s angry voice barked into the phone.

I pulled my phone from my face to double check that I hadn’t accidentally answered Niko’s call, but Solana’s name and picture was there.

“I been busy,” I smartly replied.

“I swear you wanna see a niggas other side. Stop playin’ with me, Yanna,” Niko threatened. I probably would have been more fearful if he knew where I lived or if I was in front of him, but since neither was my reality, I had an extra sense of security.

“I’m on whatever you on,” I replied, opening my fridge looking for something to eat.

“But you not, Yanna. You not built like me. You ain’t on the shit I’m on. You fuckin’ with my seed. A nigga a fuck around and really be on some other shit behind mine.”

“How you finna call my phone threatening me when you couldn’t even show up for an appointment you begged to come to? It don’t sound like you that concerned with our daughter to me.” Niko wasn’t finna try to intimidate me. Yanna didn’t bow down to no nigga.

“Do you think I would have missed that appointment if it wasn’t something important?”

“In my eyes, nothing's more important than my daughter.”

“That’s facts, but when I got another baby on the way too, a nigga can’t play favorites. You feel me? I’m not that type of nigga.”

My heart sank hearing that Niko was having another baby. I had to check myself because a bitch was feeling like I was about to cry. This had to be this baby making me feel some type of way. Niko wasn’t my nigga and never had been. He could have a million kids for all I cared. Fuck him.

“Okay, and am I supposed to care? My daughter is priority to me still.”

“For you, yeah, but my other baby mama was in the hospital. Her pregnancy is hi-“

“I don’t care, Niko,” I cut him off. He could save his stories for someone else.