Destiny Williams, business woman and mum of Bryson Martin who is the son of the famous Isaiah Martins struggles to get back in her feet when Isaiah left.
But one day, Isaiah returns back into her life and this is where their journey starts...
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Just wakin' up in the mornin', gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barkin' from the dog, no smog And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
"aii, let's talk," Isaiah said
"umm, so ion know but like I don't feel like being a full-time interior designer type of thing cause the office shii is getting boring and I feel like I need more income and everything so I wanna know how you feel bout it and everything," I said fidgeting with my fingers when Isaiah smacked my hands
"you gotta stop doing that shii, back to business I'm cool with it and if that's what makes you feel okay and do you aii" he said holding my hand and reassuring me.
"Ohh, that was easy. I thought you were finna like 'you know freak out and stuff" I said as I got Bryson ready for school while he was sleeping
I've tried waking him up but all he wanna do is sleep I got him to get his hygiene done
he got it from Isaiah cause goshh
"Also I wanna talk to you about some," he said and I looked up wanting to know what he was saying
"Okay so, ill be travelling so a few weeks for sum business trip thing"
"When?"
"tomorrow morning like 5 am"
"Why so early, we won't even have that many hours together," I said pouting
"I promise ill call every morning and night and make sure I get home early"
"but still...aii you promise right?" I said putting my pinky finger out and he made a pinky promise.
"aii, Bryson, we gotta go"Isaiah taps Bryson to wake him up and he starts sobbing.
"I'm tired"Bryson whines about it
"you gotta go buddy"Isaiah carried him and kisses me on the cheek and I waved bye to Bryson
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"girl, ion know how to feel but I feel like at the end of the day, they finna jump her" Amelia said making me laugh
"homegirl acts like we watching the show for her like take a break"
" you good?" you've been looking at your for like a hot min," I said talking to Valerie
"nun, just waiting for a message," she said looking anxious
"You sure?"
"yes," she said trying to avoid continuing the conversation
Valerie and her boyfriend's relationship is real toxic not like them cute toxic typa stuff like TOXIC and anytime I and amelia say sum about it she acts like we don't want her dating someone and that's not true, so we let her do her
Valerie got a call and she got up and left the living room, I and amelia looked and each other and rolled our eyes.
"but you need to understand, we just chilling and plus you're literally in the club and I'm in a house there's a big difference!" Valerie said screaming on the phone
"what you mean about that shit" we heard Val's bf through the phone
"take it as whatever you wanna take it I don't care," she said and cut the call.
"that's my baby girl!" Amelia said hugging Val.
"nigga acting like he owns me or sum." she sat down rolling her eyes.
I kept checking my phone waiting for Isaiah to text or sum, but none. Bryson was asleep but luckily he didn't have school for a while cause apparently the teachers were having a strike or sum like that.
we heard banging on the door and I went to check the peephole and saw Val's boyfriend Fredrick.
"Open the fucking door!" he said shouting
I opened the door and he was about to hit me when he saw it was me and not Val.
"where the fuck is Val!"He shouted, all I knew was that his breath was a mixture of weed and whiskey and bad breath mixed and it was bad
"uhn uhn, you cant come to my house acting like pay bills cause where's that coming from," I said pointing at him
"Hope it, 's not the white crawfish up in this bitch cause you was not invited in here," Amelia said walking up to the door
"of course it is"
"umm, what are you doing here, cause ion to see your name on the invitation list anywhere," she said mugging him
"I'm here to see my Valerie," he said
"you mean our val," I said
"Exactly not yours nigga" she said
"I'm not here for no funny business here, just here to pick up Val and I wanna go home and sleep cuz," he said
"umm, I don't remember Val saying you were going to pick her and plus she has a car, so what do you want," I said mugging him
"Val don't gotta tell you nothing," he said
"neither does she and we, not your cuzz," she said
"get outta my face so I can take Val away from yall crazy asses"
"no one crazy apart from you nigga"
"yo, Val come out, ion got no time to wait," he said coming closer to my face
"Back up now, your breath stinks up here"
we kept arguing till Val finally came to the door and walked out with him.
"girl, where are you going to?" Amelia asked dragging her by her shirt.
"home"
"uhn uhn, you not going nowhere till you tell this bad breath nigga how you feel," I said
"But... no but Val, you can't keep acting like shii okay, grow up you, not a child, he's not your mouthpiece" I interrupted her
"yo val hurry up" he shouted
"I'm not coming with you" she finally spoke up
"what do you mean about that"
"nigga you heard her well, she ain't stepping in the car you rented for the night or staying in your 50 dollars/per Airbnb, "Amelia said
"I'm breaking up with you," she said and he started crying
"no thank you, don't be crying in front of my house like that," I said and Amelia laughed
"so you just finna leave me to cause your ratchet ass friends to say so"
"We not ratchet and quite playing with words you, not a daycare worker," Amelia said
"I'm done having you control me like I don't have a life and you just drink and do nothing, I pay your bills, I'm not your momma tf" Val said mugging him
"I'm gonna kill myself cause of you," he said weeping
"I don't care Fred!" she said and slammed the door
"damn!" I and Amelia said in unison and laughed.
it was 2:30 and still hadn't gotten anything from Isaiah, I tried calling but it kept saying it was switched off.
