Hold You Down

Chapter Twenty Three | I Don't Fuck Wit' You

Chapter Twenty Three x I Don't Fuck Wit' You

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Bitch I don't fuck with you

You little stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you

You little, you little dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you

I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do

Than to be fuckin' with you - Big Sean

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Money

I pulled on some black acid jean jogging pants, a white Ralph Lauren t-shirt, and my red Bulls over Broadway Jordan 10s. I had to get up extra early today for this damn doctor's appointment that was at 10 this morning. If it was really up to me, I wouldn't be going to this shit, but I went anyway. Danielle already been bitchin' on me enough as it is, but I don't want to give her even more reason to trip on me than she already is now. The bitch is crazy, and ain't no telling what she might do.

I sprayed on some Ralph Lauren Polo cologne and looked back to the bed at a sleeping Essence. I didn't want to go with Danielle and leave her here, but shit, Danielle wasn't leaving me much of a choice right about now. I hated hiding this from her, but I wanted to be sure that she was my kid before I told her. Why tell her now when the baby could possibly not even be mine. That's just a waste of damn breathe. I just thought it was best to wait, so that's what I was doing. I may be wrong, but no one person is always right.

"Essence?" I called her name while tapping her shoulder softly for her to wake up. She turned over slowly on her side and looked at me with low and sleepy eyes, while rubbing them. I sighed and ran a hand over my face as I thought about what I was leaving to do and who I was being with.

"I got to make a run real quick, I'll be back in the next hour or so," I told her honestly, leaving out where I was going exactly and who I was going with. That wasn't really important anyway, she don't have to know my every move and everybody I'm with.

"Mhm, I love you Money." she said in her sleepy voice and turned back over in the bed and got comfortable back in her spit.

"I love you too," I mumbled and shook my head.

I grabbed my keys and wallet from the dresser and then headed out of the door. I jumped into my Hummer and headed for the doctor's office that Danielle had told me to meet her at this morning. I swear this shit was stressing me out over the past couple of days. My mind has been all over the place since I found out. I ain't cut out for this daddy shit, that's why I pray this kid ain't even mine. This life wasn't for me, not yet anyway. The only female I could even think about having kids with is Essence and we're on the same page in that chapter. The both of us aren't ready for that.

After a couple minutes passed, I pulled up next to her 2013 silver Toyota Camry and cut the engine. I sighed and ran a hand over my face before I got out of the truck and met her and the little girl at the front of the car. I averted my gaze from the little girl because she looked way too much like me and it only lessened my doubt more and more. Light skin, curly hair, brown eyes, all of the clues were there which scared me even more. Delila might actually be mine and that was fucked up.

"It's nice for you to join us Damian," Danielle smiled as she held the little girl's hand in hers. She looked up at me and smiled as she waved her hand rapidly. I gave her a head nod and looked away from her. This shit didn't even feel right. I don't do kids. Taking a kid to a doctor's appointment was foreign to me, I didn't know how to even do this shit. The only person I've ever had to take care of was myself, and Essence for the past few weeks. I ain't cut out for this life.