9. Daddy's Home

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August in the m.m ☝🏾

3 Months Later
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Dynasty P.O.V

Love. It's a funny thing. Sometimes it can be sweet, everything you think you need to survive. And other times, it's just cold.

My brothers would call it, trial and error. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn't. But that's love as they know it.

As for me, love is a triangle. Always has been, and no matter which side you pick somebody's bound to get hurt. So you choose, and you just hope that it's not you.

"Say Drizzy, I uh. I Preciate chu you know, for helpin' me get back on my feet. I know this all might be hard on you so, thank you."

I shrug.

"Don't mention it Yung. I owe you that." I say putting away his laundry that I had just washed.

It's been a few months since he came home. I brought him back and been here every since. I know it probably wasn't the smartest move, and it wasn't my intention to make the situation any more complicated than it already is, but I figured if anybody should be around to help him get settled it should be me.

I haven't heard from Ronnie since his performance at Patricia's office. At the most, maybe a text or two. But it is what it is. What's meant will be. Until then, I got open wounds that might need sutures.

"You know I just wish I had mah family back for real. You know, all three of us."

I could feel him staring me down with his big brown eyes like a sad puppy.

I sigh obnoxiously.

"Please. Not right now. I can't do this right now Yungin'. I'm not ready." I defend.

He chuckled sarcastically.

"You not ready?"

I roll my eyes behind the mirror he starred at me in.

"Its probably best if we just leave it alone alright?" I say in irritation.

"Best fa who? You?" He semi snapped. "Damn Drizzy I get its a lot on you, I can see that! And I don't blame you! But that's mah daughter ma. Besides you, she's the only other reason I long to live!" He explains in frustration.

As usual, I struggled to find the words to make it easier.

"Does she even know?" He asks with tears in his eyes.

The tears in his eyes summoned the tears in mine.

I shake my head, looking down at the floor.

"Don't lie ta me Dynasty."

Somehow, I started to feel small.

"Did you tell her?"

"She um. She knows that her daddy is ok now."

He nods.

"So you didn't tell her."

I sigh.

"Look, I told her as much as a six year old can take."

"Man whatever. That's bullshit." He shrugged. "I'm ya husband. I know you. And right now I know you just scared. And when you get scared, you do selfish shit. Like this."

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