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"I should kill whichever bitch ass nigga that even felt bold enough to get next to that girl, let alone damn near get her pregnant." Cepheus spoke in all seriousness as he sat across from Anthony, his phone in hand while he got his hair cut. Chuckling, Anthony shook his head while texting Jamila back.
"Nigga are you ever happy or in a good mood? You just so damn violent and murderous all the time, my goodness. Cassia need to let your mad ass hit one more time or something, cause shit." Glancing up, Cepheus grabbed the nearest object to him before throwing it directly at his head.
"Cassia let me hit again then she gon get pregnant again- and speaking of, I ain't ever get the chance to fuck while she pregnant. She been pregnant for damn 18 months in total by me and-."
"Who said that baby yours? Cassia still with ole boy, and he think he the daddy." Gripping his barber's wrist to stop him from bringing the clippers close to his head, Cepheus threw his head back in laughter. His right hand placed on his stomach as tears began to well in his eyes, his barber laughing at his laugh while Anthony snickered to himself.
"Nah cause hold on- Cassia ain't shit, I ain't know she actually had a boyfriend when she told me she did. I mean I know he there now and they was probably fucking around when her and I fucked, but damn. I done got her to cheat on 2 niggas and she ain't ever cheat on me a day in her life-."
"She should've with the way you was fucking on anything walking behind her back. The least you could've done was get you a side piece or sum, but you was handing shit out to anybody who was willing." Nodding his head, Cepheus let go of his barber to allow him to continue on. Grabbing his bottle of water from off of the table next to him, he took a slow sip with his eyes still on Anthony.
"I know, and I will forever regret the way I treated that girl. When my mom died, that shit hit me like a ton of bricks...and that ain't no type of excuse because everything I did was unacceptable at the end of the day. But I don't know, when I knew she was done with me I guess that's when I realized everything. Then when I found out she gave birth to my son, I grew a whole different level of respect for her." Leaning back in his seat with a smirk on his face, Anthony placed his phone down to put his attention on Cepheus.
"Who would have thought to see the day, where thee Cepheus Emerson actually cared about a female. So much to the point where he's openly admitting that he ain't shit." Anthony spoke amused, just as the barber was brushing out Cepheus' hair while he finished up.
"Nigga fuck you, acting like I'm some terrible ass nigga. But I do want to sit down and talk to her, not even on no extra shit or nothing like that. She just deserves an apology and-."
"I know you gon say gifts cause that's all your ass know how to do." Smacking his lips, Cepheus went into the back of his pants to grab his wallet as he stood to his feet.
