He pulled up at my second tattoo shop after we got something to eat. I was going to let Tre cover up the tattoo that Jay did on me a while back.
"Text me when you done." He said.
"Okay." I said as we kissed. I then walked into my tattoo shop and was greeted by other tattoo artists that I hired.
"Wassup Sis." Tre hugged me as we walked to the back.
"Hey, I feel like it's been forever." I laughed sitting down.
"Yeah cause you don't care about me no more it's ight." He joked.
"Liesss." I dragged. "I heard you finna be a father." He said.
"Yessssirrr." He cheesed as he started to set up the ink. "Im nervous as hell though." He said.
"Awwww y'all gone be good parents don't worry about it." I assured and he placed the paper on my arm.
"Preciate it." He said. "This what I drew." He said referring to the tattoo.
"That's fye, it'll cover up this tattoo good." I said.
"Should've let me did yo' tattoo in the first place, this Unusual ass tattoo his dead ass did." And I laughed.
"I should've." I agreed. "Guess what?" I said.
"Chicken butt." He said. "Ight my fault what?" He chuckled as he began to trace the tattoo with the tattoo needle.
"I'm having twins, a girl and a boy." I smiled and he stopped tattooing.
"On God?" He looked at me and I nodded my head.
"Yup, just found out it was twins today I ain't even know at first." I said.
"Our kids finna grow up together. Congratulations sis." He smiled as he started back tattooing.
"Thank you." I said.
"So who the pappy?" He asked.
"Y'all make me sound like a hoe omg." I laughed.
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General FictionWhy is love this complicated We should of been friends, we should of waited But we can't go back on our past Explain to me why we can't last Is it too many scars to heal from