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[Verse: Beyoncé & Drake]
Can I bring you to the six where I really stay, baby?
Show you why I am the way I am
Can I tell you what I think my biggest flaw is, baby?
I try to be consistent, but I can't
Can I have an honest moment wit' you right now, baby?
Tell me who the fuck you want to be
Can I get an honest answer from you right now, baby
Cause all we ever talk about is me
Can I before I turn the lights out
'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be
Can I call instead of text you on the hotline?
Sometimes a nigga wanna hear your voice
Can I see you right now, I know the sun is up, baby?
Sorry, you don't really have a choice
Can I ever make you feel like I'm down for you, baby?
You do so much more for them than me
Can I finally take the time and open up to you, baby?
Cause that's the side you never get to see
Can I before I turn the lights out?
'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to beCan I - Drake ft Beyoncè
FLASHBACK - 1 YEAR AGO
I laid up with Dareus in bed telling him my problems with Andre, we had sex about 6 times and he was a real stress reliever.
"You know you can leave him..." He trailed off looking at me and I knew where the conversation was about to head.
I grinned and shook my head, "Dareus, I plan to leave Andre for cheating but me and you just couldn't work, you're never here" I admitted.
It was true Dareus was a overseas basketball player and lived in Germany 65% of the year and as much as to two of us really could work, it was just unrealistic.
I've known him since middle school, we've been kicking it since I was 15 and we always distance and end up drawing up back with each other. We had genuine friendship that no one knew about and I loved it.
"How's the baby mama?" I asked noticing Dareus' silence to my lost statement.
He smacked his lips, "she's acting real petty right now demanding money because I won't kick it with shawty."
I rolled my eyes, I swear if I was pregnant and I knew me and my baby daddy couldn't work or he didn't want me, I'd just leave him be. Matter of fact I'd do it on my own if I felt that was right for me and my child, but not everyone's built that way.
Dareus baby mama, Shamika was as crazy as they got and I would never want want to put myself in their situation by pursuing a relationship with him. His daughter Lelani was beautiful and so cute; but came with a big package.
I prayed this potential baby inside of me wasn't Dareus', but we only went raw once or twice when me and Andre were having issues. I know I'm doing Andre wrong, but he does me worse. It be easier if my baby was Andre's because doing it on my own would be easier while Dareus would want to make this work and be a proper little family.
It's just not for us.
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PRESENT DAYI squatted in the middle of the highway, because those mc Donald's toilets are foul ass hell. I was on test number 3 and Tyrese was waiting on me in the car.
"Yo you done" Tyrese snapped.
I narrowed my eyes at him, "Nigga I'm trying to get a good aim" I said rolling my eyes at him making him mutter something under his breath slick.
I had to drink 3 bottles of snapple to even pee this much, I began sorting my self out and walked back into the car and see Tyrese scrolling through Instagram, I placed the test on the dashed board a long with the other 2 tests and sat on my seat. I can't be pregnant again.
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