"I like this one, do you like it?" Lundyn asked, staring at the pink stroller. Dayvon looked up for a split second before looking back at his phone.
"If you wanna' get it then get it." He mumbled and Lundyn furrowed her eyebrows before frowning.
"Dayvon, get off your phone and help." Lundyn said. Dayvon ignore Lundyn and she walked away, continuing to look at other strollers by herself.
"Boy or girl?" Lundyn heard which caused her to look to her left. There stood a male, around 5"9. He was light skin and had waves.
"Girl." Lundyn replied. "Shoppin' for yo' girlfriend?"
"Sum' like that." He nodded. Lundyn nodded and looked back at the white stroller.
"Do you think this stroller is cute? I like it." She smiled. The male poked his lip out before shrugging.
"If you like it, I love it." He smiled and Lundyn playfully rolled her eyes. "I'm fuckin' witchu'. You should get it."
"Ou," Lundyn dragged, adverting her gaze to the white and pastel pink stroller. "This the one! I'm gettin' it."
The male looked at Lundyn that was smiling and rubbing her belly. "You happy as hell. This yo' first child?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm so excited." Lundyn smiled. She looked at the last box that contained the stroller she want and the male grabbed it for her.
The two of them walked to the register and Lundyn paid for it before the male took it to the truck. After Christmas, Dayvon and his family would be moving to Atlanta to pursue his rap career.
"Thank you." Lundyn said, handing the male $50. He shook his head, denying the money.
"Keep the money, I can get yo' Instagram?" He asked. Before Lundyn could respond, Dayvon walked out the store looking furious.
"L-u-n underscore d-y-n. I gotta' go, here come my bab- husband!" Lundyn started but was cut off by Dayvon.
"I'm ha' husband nigga. Get the fuck on." Dayvon looked the male up and down. "Let's go Lundyn, now."
Lundyn waved at the male before walking back to the car with her head down. She held her tears back as she climbed into the passenger seat. Lundyn felt as if Dayvon was being unnecessarily rude lately.
"Bitch ass." Lundyn mumbled under her breath as he pulled off. Dayvon looked over at her before chuckling bitterly.
"You think you slick a'sum?" Dayvon asked and Lundyn ignored him.
"Ian' arguing' with you today, or never." Lundyn replied. Dayvon glared at her before shrugging.
The ride to Tasha's house was very uncomfortable for Lundyn. Once Dayvon parked, she quickly got out the car and softly slammed the door.
Lundyn walked inside, looking at Tasha who was packing a few more things. "Lundyn you- I'm fine." Lundyn cut Tasha off.
Tasha shrugged and the front door slammed. "Dayvon! Don't be slammin' my damn door like that!"
Dayvon ignored her and snatched Lundyn by her arm, dragging her up the stairs and into his room. "Sit down foenem'." He said.
Lundyn rolled her eyes and sat down on the bed, removing her coat. "You do too much. Fuck is you mad fa' anyways?"
"Cause you got this nigga carryin' shit ta' my cah'. Then you smilin' in his face and shit!" Dayvon yelled.
"Nigga! You was the one that was all in yo' phone." Lundyn yelled back. "You could've faked happy if that was the case. You acted like you ain't care."
"So what does that have ta' do with you goin' ta' smile in that nigga face?" Dayvon asked.
"Just shut up bro. Yo' ass sound slow, as fuck." Lundyn mumbled. "I was talkin' ta' him cause he cared, and he don't even know me dude."
"Whateva' Lundyn." Dayvon said, taking off his black coat.
"Now it's just whateva'," Lundyn mocked him, standing up. "Bye I'm goin' in Sky room, ion' wanna be near you."
"Bye, the fuck. Ian' ask you ta' stay." Dayvon shrugged, laying back on the bed.
"And ion' wanna stay, bitch." Lundyn said before leaving out his room, slamming the door.
"Stop slammin' my damn doors!"
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
this school shit, OVERRATED.
filler chapter, next chapter gon' be longer.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
