The Lyon Lie (Hakeem Lyon Love Story)

Chapter 36- Forgiveness

~Cartiér's POV~

"Those The Only Words You Have For Your BabyDaddy"

"Ummm... You Mean Sperm Donor. When's The Last Time You've Even Contacted Your Daughter"

"Well I Would If You'd Take That Damn Block Off You're Phone"

"I Did Take The Block Off Damon. You Still Haven't Called Name A New Excuse"

"Alright Man Damn. I Just Ain't Want To Try To Build A Relationship With Her Just For You To Snatch Her From Me. Yo Ass Done Moved To New York And Shit"

"Okay Damon You Act Like New York Is Across The Damn Country"

"Alright You Two Cut It Out. Me And Lani Are Hungry. There's This Place Down The Boardwalk That Sells The Best Wings. You Two Walk There. And Don't Come Back Fighting"

"What? No Bruhh. I Ain't Walking No Where With Her"

"Frenchie Don't Start With Me"

Frenchie Was Damon's NickName. Everybody Called Him That. There's No Explanation Behind It. He's Just Frenchie.

As I Was Leaving I Felt Malani's Small Arms Around Me. Damon Turned Around Before I Did. They Were Staring At Each Other. It's Almost Like They Were Looking In A Mirror.

"Daddy?" Malani Asked Touching Damon's Face.

"How's It Kicking Pumpkin Butt?" He Said Picking Her Up And Kissing Her.

"I Missed You A Whole Much" She Said Wrapping Her Arms Around His Neck.

"I Missed You Too"

"Where Are You Going?"

"To Get Some Food With Mommy. We'll Be Right Back"

"Kay" She Said As Damon Set Her Down.

I Leaned Down And She Gave Me A Kiss. And She Rubbed My Stomach Again.

As Damon And I Were Walking On The Board Walk It Was Just An Awkward Silence. Then He Reached And Grabbed My Hand. I Quickly Moved It Away.

"What's Wrong. You Afraid You're Gay Boyfriend Will Find Out?"

I Laughed."Damon Shut Up. Why You Been Stalking My Career?"

"Girl Don't Nobody Wanna Be Stalking Yo Ass."

"Boy Bye. You Used To Stalk Me All The Time. Imma Need To Get Some Security From Your Stalking Ass. I Can See It Now. 'Empire Star Cartiér Murdered By Ex Boyfriend Frenchie Walker' Haa"

"Girl. That's Yo Stalking Ass. I Remember All Those Times When You'd Be 'Working' At Buckle, But Yo Ass Would Be Right By Me Tryna Make Me Buy You Shit"

"Haa Shuddup" I Said Reaching Up And Mugging His Head.

He Reached In His Pocket And Pulled Out A Blunt.

"You Still Smoke?"

"Yeah"

"You Tryna Hit This" He Asked Lighting It.

"I Can't"

"Yo Ass Still On Probation?"

"Nahh I Just Can't Smoke"

"Oh... So You Pregnant?"

"Boy" I Laughed Rolling My Eyes.

"Oh Shit Who's The Daddy? It's That Gay Boy. Oh Shit"

"I Don't Know Who Is The Daddy"

"What? That Don't Sound Like The Cartiér I Knew. You Messy" He Laughed.