Milan
I woke up with Al Green playing loudly through the house, I groaned and quickly got up when I felt something fluffy touching my feet.
"Baby!" I sat up and embraced MasonI left him at Obasi's with his girlfriend and I couldn't help but smile and my baby in my arms and eager to see me.
Bashar came in the same time with a tray in his hands as he limped over to me, I got up and took it from him and he rolled his eyes.
"I got it you know" he sat on the bed and I smiled at him, he made oats with strawberries and bananas in it for me with watermelon in a bowl and eggs.
"Thank you baby" he leaned over and kissed me then left me to eat.
I couldn't help but smile at his kindness, I mean he was always kind but now that were back together again I don't know.
I picked up my phone and scrolled through my messages and Dms and one really caught my eye.
brent- Look, we gotta talk but if you don't want to I get that but aye it's really important.
- Hmu when you ready ight.
My morning was suddenly filled with confusion and hate. I hated Christopher Woods for breaking up with me like I'm one of his lil hoes from London.
I kept typing and deleting, typing and deleting responses but I couldn't come up with something and I was so caught up with the message that I barely touched my food.
"My food taste that bad?" he came up next to me and I smiled
"No it's good baby I'm just trying to do something on my phone, you know you cook mad good" he leaned over, took my plate and put it on the night stand.
"Lemme take you out today, like on a date or some shit, or we can just chill in here if you want" he was so gangsta but such a sweet heart to me, I loved the way he had a soft spot for me and all I could do was smile and nod.
He leaned in and kissed my lips and pulled away quickly.
"Ight so start gettin ready cause you know you take forever to get dressed"
"Cap but ight" I picked up my phone and headed to the bathroom then closed the door behind me.
Then Brent came up again and I opened my phone, of course I replied.
Milan- What do you want?
I got in the shower and once I was out he already replied.
Brent- I can't say this shit on text, wish I could tell you in person.
Brent- Call me please.
Even though he treated me like one of his quote on quote 'London Hoes' I felt like it was important since he never texted his London hoes, even after sex.
So I called and I put the shower on just in case Pop came and heard me cause that would be fuckin fun right?
The phone rang and it was quiet, no one spoke and all of a sudden I felt that feeling again and I couldn't fuckin talk like what the fuck? All of a sudden you can't compose words bitch?
