Baby Mama

30.

It's been a month since Kasey had that awkward conversation with her baby daddy. It's been peaceful.

No phone calls. No texts. No arguin'.

It was peaceful.

Until one day, I came home from Mercedes' place, high as hell and seen an unfamiliar Range Rover parked outside my house.

I get a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach but shake it off and head inside. As I open the door, I hear Kasey giggling and Zaylee's baby talk so I relax my shoulders and walk in.

I'm ready to grab my Glock as soon as I do though. This tall ass nigga dressed in baggy jeans, Timbs and a blue hoodie stands holding my baby with a smile on his face.

"The fuck is this?" I ask, making my presence known.

Kasey jumps up from the couch like someone set it on fire and stares at me like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Hey baby...this is Rod...Zaylee's dad..." Kasey says quickly. "Rod, this is Sapphire, my girlfriend."

My neck and cheeks turn bright red when he turns to face her and starts smirking.

"You fucking with a bitch this whole time?" He laughs like shits funny and that pisses me off.

"Wassup, nigga? What's funny?"

"My nigga, Kasey is not gay. She was just-"

"Anyways, Rodney said he was in New York for 'business' and he wanted to see Zaylee so I let him." I hear everything she's saying but a big part of me feels like she's lying.

Especially when her eyes fall from mine and she shifts her weight nervously.

Zaylee squirms and leans towards me when she sees me. That's enough to calm me down for a minute. After taking my baby from this nigga, I turn my back and walk off to the kitchen.

Kasey follows me instantly.

"Go back in there witcha boy." I dismiss her coldly and rub my hand over Zaylee's curls.

She's getting so big, and her hair is getting longer every single day. As much as I love it, I also hate that she looks so much like Kasey. And unfortunately now that I've seen him in person, Zaylee looks a lot like Rodney too.

"Baby stop."

"Yo, foreal. Go back in there witcha dude 'cause I'm coo on you, bro. Got this nigga in my goddamn house like..." I close my eyes and shake my head.

Nah, I'm not finna lose my coo in front of Zaylee. Not when she's looking up at me with big brown almond shaped eyes.

Kasey pouts and reaches her arm out to touch me.

"So I'm your bro now?" She raises her eyebrow and challenges me but I ain't tryna hear none of that shit.

Kasey really got me fucked up.

"Whatever, man." I turn around with Zaylee, grab a water bottle and then make my way upstairs.

"Yo, you good?" I hear Rodney ask Kasey just before I close my bedroom door.

Maybe I'm trippin, maybe I'm not. But I know if I had my ex over here while she was gone, she'd be pissed as fuckk.

Then I think about how I had Riah over behind Kasey's back and it's like a stomach punch.

Zaylee whimpers in my arms, causing me to look down. She's frowning, just like me and grunting like she hasn't pooped in a week.

Massaging her belly, I take a deep breath and close my eyes.