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Me & Minesblasted through the speakers while I sat next to Millie as her and Kayla talked. I lit my blunt and took a pull from it while watching Ariana and Yosohn in the pool. A niggas mind was racing because there's a possibility that Millie's kid could be mine. If the babies mine I already know shit between me and Ariana are going to be awkward. It's like Ima lose her all over again and that shits going to piss me off.
"Just me and my bitch she fell in love with the dick. She'll even smuggle a brick, just me and my bitch. Chanel and Fendi her fits, that bag, she spendin' that shit, just me and my bitch so bad she could win an award, just me and my bitch. We take a trip when we bored, cop everything in the store, just me and my bitch. She hold my gun in her purse, me and her been through the worst, just me and my bitch (Clue). I told her how to get hundreds in, I even told her my government I told her the right way to suck a dick told her stay away from sucker shit"
I nodded my head and smirked while listening to the lyrics. I wrote this shit about Ariana and when I told her, she snatched a niggas soul. I looked over at Ariana who was looking over at me. I winked at her and she playfully rolled her eyes.
"Oh she's kicking" Millie said while grabbing my hand, I put my hand on her belly and felt the baby kicking and moving around, I chuckled and rubbed the spot. I glanced at Ariana who was watching us then she turned away. I licked my lips and sighed. Ariana lost our baby due to stress and ever since then she's sorta been distant, so I decided to take the fam to Puerto Rico to get her mind off of things. Tyler was doing better somewhat, him and Kayla been getting closer than they were before. He didn't attend his girls funeral cause he felt like it was his fault that she died when it really wasn't.
"Dad can you open this!" Yosohn asked while handing me a bottle of apple juice, I opened it for him and pulled him on next to me as he drank his juice. Choppa came over to us and nodded his head towards me. I got up and followed him inside the house we rented out, Tristan and Tyler were playing the game while Jayla and Tae talked at the table, I followed Choppa upstairs and he rubbed his face while facing me.
"Ariana's dad is alive... nigga been hiding out in Texas and when my pops passed, he sent a letter to my pops crib talking about he wants to see Ariana and he needs to tell her some shit" He said while rubbing his head. I chuckled and shook my head while rubbing my cheek.
"She not gon take that lightly to be honest" I told him and he nodded while shrugging. Ever since Joe died, Ari and Choppa got back close. He stopped calling her a crackhead and shit.
"You figure out a way to tell her cause I'm tired of seeing her cry and shit" He said and I nodded while he walked downstairs. I pulled my phone out to call Ari but she was already walking upstairs. She smiled slightly while walking past me, I watched her ass move as she walked into the room. I followed behind her and closed the door watching her type away on her phone.
