Riding

We Do What's Best

One year Later......

Ding,Ding,Ding,Ding

I stood on Keisha's porch waiting for her to answer the door. I don't know what was taking her so long. I literally called her and told her I was on my way. But it was just like her to find some other shit to do knowing I was on my way.

Ding, Ding, Ding

The door was snatched open mid knock.

"Gotdamn nigga I was coming! Ringing my doorbell like you ain't got no damn sense. Shit making all that fucking noise."

"Calm your hype ass down! It's hot out here and you got me out there sweating and shit knowing damn well I said I was on my way. Weird ass!"

"Ya mama!" She rolled her eyes walking away from me going into her room. I stood at her door.

"Where my damn baby at so I can get out of here."
"She's in her room asleep. Her bags are packed and sitting at the door."

She kept flipping through channels ignoring me. I went to get her bags that were packed at the front door. I placed them in my trunk and went back to get my daughter. I walked passed Keisha's door where she was yapping it up on the phone. I was tempted to go hang up her phone since she was being petty and not speaking to me. Fuck it! I walked in and grabbed her phone.

"Aye. She gone have to call you back!" I hung up on whomever she was talking to and got in her face.

"Why would you do that? That was my friend!"

"Wtf is your problem? Why aren't you talking to me? What's going on?" Keisha and I had a great coparent relationship. We never argued about who did what or how things were done. We did our shit as parents. We were very open with each other so I was trying to figure out where this attitude was coming from.

"I'm fine."

"No you're not because you sitting in here ignoring me and pouting. We normally talk and shoot the shit before I get my baby."

"Well since you asked, I'm giving you fair warning when I see ya little baby mama I'm beating her ass. I don't know who the fuck she think she playing with but let the bitch know to watch her mouth. Matter fact just leave my baby here. I don't want her around that Ho."
Keisha looked like she was ready to snap at any second. I didn't even know what the problem was.

"Hold up. Wtf is going on and where is all this shit coming from?"

"Check your timeline on Facebook."

I went to look while Keisha continued to talk.

"Today your little baby mama took it upon herself to speak on my child. Like if the bitch insecure tell her to just say that!"

"What she say?" I was still strolling.

"Ask her when you get home."

"I'm asking you." If looks could kill. Keisha would've killed me right then and there.

"That bitch called my baby a oops baby. Talking about I only got you because she left you alone. Talking about she allows you to see Sofia and she will cut it off at anytime. Saying stupid shit like I still want you and that I wanna be her. She called my child ugly and said you want to get a DNA test for her! Do you?" Keisha looked at me with daring eyes. Waiting for me to say the wrong thing so she could fuck me up.

"First off I never said no shit like that! I know Sofia is mine. Second of all ain't nobody gonna ever take me from my kids. Aiden and Sof are my main priorities. If she feeling some type of way that's on her." I said honestly.