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He slid down the wall and sat on the floor.
I balled himself up and started crying.

"Wait .. VADE IS THAT WHY SHE CAME AND DROPPED HIM OFF?! WAS THAT HER BROTHERS BLOOD ON HER?!" I asked.
"YES CARSON , YES!" He said.
"Vade what the fuck is wrong you?! WHAT IS REALLY WRONG WITH YOU?!" I yelled.
"I can't .. I gotta go." He said.

He threw his jeans on , his jordan's and walked out the house.
No shirt , nothing.
I stared at the door with my mouth wide open.
Tears started forming in my eyes.
I wasn't crying because I was sad.
I was crying because how did I get myself into this?
I went into this whole situation with my guard up and the minute I let it down , shit like this happens.

I sat down with Valoure in my arms and cried.
Right when I stopped crying , there was a knock on my door.
I got up and opened it.
It was Kalone and Milano.
They seen my red nose and puffy eyes.

"What- Whats wrong?" Kalone asked.
" CC what happen??" Milano pressed.
"I-" I could even finish my sentence before I broke down.
"Okay , Okay. Kalone take the baby." Milano said as Kalone took the baby out my arms.

Milano pulled me into the bathroom and hugged me.
I broke down in his shoulder.
He cuffed my face with his hands.

"What is the matter?!" He asked again.
" I should've never let my fucking guard down! I should've never let this nigga in me! I should've never let this nigga in my house! I feel so fucking stupid!" I cried.
"Hey hey! Listen to me , your not stupid .. now tell me what happened!" He said , still holding my face with tears running down it.

I told him what happened and all he could do was hug me.
I've never been the type to believe in relationships or even feelings for that matter.
And for me to be this fucked up over a nigga , is bad.
After me and Milano came out the bathroom , we told Kalone the situation.
He had put Valoure to sleep so we poured us some wine and talked.

"Carson please leave that nigga alone." Kalone said.
"Believe me .. I am." I said.
"I knew that nigga was no good when we seen his ass in the club." Milano said.
"No , he's a good person it's just .. I don't know. And that's the problem. I know nothing about this man besides the fact that he's a rapper and DL." I said.
"He's DL?" Kalone said.
"Yes ." I sighed and took a sip of my wine.
"Those are all the red flags you need to leave that nigga alone." Milano said.
"I know .."

3 days later .. 7:44 pm .. september 9th

Vade had been texting me since that day.
But i've been keeping my first instinct in mind and ignoring him.
I was sitting in the living room while Valoure was sleep.
I had to go buy him a stroller and some other necessities.
There was a soft knock on my door.
I got up and looked thru the peep hole.
I seen Vade's face.
I didn't even open the door.

"What Vade?" I asked , thru the door.
"Can I come in?" He asked.
"Vade why are you here?!" I asked.
"Carson i'm sorry! Aight?! I never meant for any of this to happen! I got drunk and shit went left , I promise it was never intentional!" He said.
"Vade .. leave." I said.
"I'm not going no where till yo ass open this door and talk to me." Vade said.
"Vade get yo ass away from my doorstep." I said.
"Open this fucking door and talk to me." He said.
"Finee! Stupid ass nigga." I mumbled , as I opened the door.
He gently grabbed my neck.
"What you had said?" He asked lowly.

When he said that .. every emotion I had for the man standing in front of me , reappeared.
I folded so quick and all I could do was blush.

"Nothing .." I said.
"I'm sorry pa." He said.
"It okay .. just promise me you gonna be safe and not do no dumb shit like that again." I said.
He sighed and looked at the ceiling.
I grabbed his chin and pulled his face down to lol at me.
"I'm serious Various .. I don't want you in jail or worse. I need you." I said.
"Aight .. I promise." He said.
"You promise that you promise?" I asked , laughing.
"Yess , I promise that I promise." He laughed.
"Mhm .. now get yo ass in this house." I said , swinging open the front door.

He walked in and walked to the back bathroom.
He had his pants sagging and I could see his gun.

"And what I told you bout this gun in my house!" I said , closing the door.
"Oh lordd." He laughed.

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