•CHAPTER 39•
Icelynn's POV
1 year laterI was on my way to the county jail to visit Matthew in prison. I couldn't believe that bitch Anita would set him up like this. Matthew ended up losing his case and got sentenced to life without parole for the crimes that he didn't commit. There was no way he killed those people because they were too connected to his business. The jury figured that he killed them out of rage because his business was declining and figured those people had something to do with it.
I missed Matthew, and I thought about him every day but life actually has been better since he's been gone. He'd been calling me since he got in and begged for me to see him. He even ask about Braylen, my baby boy who was almost a year old and his birthday was actually in a couple of days.
Even though Matthew is my son's biological father, Brandon who was disappointed in me being pregnant with his baby at first, decided to step to the plate and help me raise Braylen since Matt was going to be put away for a long time. I loved Brandon and everything about him. He cared for me at my lowest and never left even though I was putting him through absolute hell with me and Matt's bullshit.
Braylen was the highlight of both of our days and Brandon was an amazing father to him. I couldn't have asked for a better man to have by my side.
Arriving to the prison, I was escorted to the visitor's room and shortly, Matthew appeared but he didn't look so happy to see me. I gave him a small smile but he just took his seat and stared at me before we both picked up the phone.
"I know all them phone calls was not for me to come down here just so you can stare at me. How you holding up in there?" I asked, and I kinda already knew the answer to that. I knew Matt was furious and he wanted his case retried but the judge refused. Since he was well known in the streets, it was no way they were gonna let him go that easily.
"You got that nigga taking care of my baby Ice? You such a grimey bitch I swear." He shook his head and chuckled to himself.
"Him and I are together and I can't take care of a baby by myself Matt."
"You got yo whole family behind you what you mean? You don't need that nigga you never did." He mugged me.
"Just know that our son is being well taken care of. It's nothing you have to worry about." I shrugged.
"Ima have that nigga killed so you can say yo goodbyes to him tonight. I asked you to send me pictures and shit and you didn't. What the fuck is up with that? You don't want son to know me?" He waited for my answer but I was hesitant to tell him.
"Bray is so comfortable wit Brandon—"
"I don't give a fuck Ice! He still my fuckin' son yo!" Matthew shouted at me as he slammed on the counter in front of him causing everybody to stare at him even the guard.
"Calm down before you embarrass me. I'm sorry for everything Matthew. I'm planning on taking Braylen up north, I don't want him living down here. It's too much drama." I admitted to him. After I had my baby, I've been giving it a thought to move far away from Houston especially away from Matthew and his drug dealing bullshit I just didn't want my baby to be around it and neither did I for myself.
"So I don't get a say so when it comes to my son? You really don't want him to know me? Are you deadass right now?" Matthew looked like he wanted to cry and I wanted to cry too. I loved him with all my heart but I didn't know if or when he'll be getting out and I don't want my son expose to that lifestyle.

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Narrativa generaleI know you met me in the club , but I'm different. I'm really fuckin' with your heart, am I trippin'?