My Issa

Chapter 15... Birthday Weekend Cont.

        I put on my green evening, strapless, gown. Issa wore a green polo and black jeans. I fixed up his hair and finished getting dressed. 

        "Baby you ready?" I asked putting on my diamond earrings and nacklace.

        "Yup."

         I looked in the mirror and parted my hair on the left. "Lets go Sash." He took my hand and pulled me downstairs to the lobby. 

        "Dude, I have on 7 inch heels," I giggled. "Let alone a long tight dress."

        "I dont get why you dont own any sensible shoes."

        "Boy you know you love that I only really wear heels."

        "Eh it might be true," he shrugged. I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around his neck. I looked him in his eyes and raised my eyebrows. "Okay its true." 

        "Good boy," I said pecking his lips. I saw the guys and girls sitting in the lounge area. Walking over to them, all of the boys jaws dropped. 

        "Hey no drolling over my girl," Issa glared.

        All the girls' eyes got big, well except Jean of course, "Hey no oogling my man!"

        We can both be a bit possessive like that, but hye thats my baby. When I heard Issa gasp and felt him pull me against him and wrapped his arms protectively around my stomach. I followed his line of vision. What the hell, I thought. I put my hands on top of Issa's. "Keep me over here before I knock her out." I could feel the anger, I was all to familiar with bubble inside of me. All directed to the being called my ex-girlfriend. For the sake of my child, Im trying to stay calm.         

        "Baby calm down."

        "All this stress isnt good for you or the baby," Lacy said placing a hand on my shoulder.

        "Lacy take her and the girls to the limo. DONT let her get close to Sasha," Quees said.

        *ISSA POV (FOR ONCE LOL)*

        After me and Quees were sure that Sasha was in the limo, we walked over to Kendra.

        "Hey! Kendra!" Quees yelled out.

        "Uhm..." She turned around. "Do I know you two?" She walked over to me. 

        "No but you know my girlfriend and back in LA, 2 months ago, you kissed her against her will."

        "Ahhh so you're the boy-toy."

        "Shes my fiancee. That day she came to me saying she cheated and called herself trash! I will not allow you to get away with doing that to her! Do you not understand all the shit shes been through?! Honestly what is your problem?!"

        "And what exactly do you want again?"

        "To warn you."

        "Do you think Im scared?"

        "Just listen, touch her again and you;ll be leakin' in a hospital, since wanna act like a man." Quees stood infront of her and looked down at her. 

        "Mhmm. Okay." We walked to the limo. When we were inside and the car was moving, I pulled Sasha in my arms. "Nothing, is going to mess up your birthday week, alright?"

        "I just hope nothing else happens," Jean said rubbing Sasha's back. 

        *SASHA POV*