ANTONIO
Three Years Ago
I'm running up the stairs of my apartment complex only to my two month old son asleep in his car seat at my door. With his diaper bag, clothes, and everything else he needs. I ran over to him, unlocked the door, and brought him and his stuff inside.
What the fuck??? I thought to myself as I put him in his crib and closed his door. I didn't want to wake him up because I was about to do some serious cussing.
Jalisa is my babymomma not the mother of my child, there is a difference. Babymomma means rachet ass girl I got pregnant. Mother of child means, a woman with morals and values and she just happened to have my child. I met her freshman year in high school. I went and asked her for her number and we were together a few days later. We've been off and on the last two years and when she gor pregnant, Moms put me out. So I dropped out of school and started slanging. I promise myself I was not gonna let my son come into this world and I'm struggling to buy diaper and other shit that he needs. I'm trying to figure out why is he at my doorstep and where the fuck his mother???
I immediately pulled my phone out of my pocket and called her.
"Hello!!" She answered.
"Jalisa, where the fuck are you??" I yelled into the phone.
"Why does it matter??" She said making look at my phone crazy before answering.
"Are you serious?? Yo hoe ass left my son at my damn doorstep. What the fuck is wrong with you, it's crazy motherfuckers out here that don't give a fuck about kids. Somebody could've snatched him."
"Look Tone, I can't do this no more!! I can't take not sleeping at night. I can't even do what I want to do because of AJ. I either have to stay home or take him with me."
"You're a mother that's what you're supposed to do. A real mother gives up what she wants so her child can have." I told her trying get through her head.
"Well maybe I don't want to be a mother. Matter of fact, I wish I never had him." She said and I completely lost it after that. I don't what happened, all I know is I straight snapped.
"You know what?? FUCK YOU JALISA!! I SWEAR ON EVERYTHING ME AND YOU ARE DONE!! YO THOT ASS BETTER NOT COME BACK. I RAISE MY SON BY MY DAMN SELF. YOU BETTER NOT LET ME CATCH YO ASS NOWHERE IN THESE STREETS. MATTER OF FACT I'D GET TO PACKING AND TAKE THAT STASH OF BENJAMINS I GOT HIDEN AT YOUR PLACE LEAVE THIS DAMN STATE. YOU DON'T WANNA SEE ME AT ALL, I'M WARNING YOU!! I'LL PUT BULLET IN YOUR HEAD AND DISPOSE OF YOUR BODY AND WON'T THINK TWICE ABOUT IT!! YOU THOT ASS, UNFIT MOTHER ASS, CHILD NEGLECTING ASS BITCH!!!!" I yelled and hung up the phone. I through my phone across the room and it completely shattered.
Now I gotta rotate my damn phone!!
I silently cussed at myself when I heard AJ in his room screaming. I went in, took him out of his crib, changed his diaper, fed him, burped him and played with him.
"Looks like it's just me and you AJ I promise I'll be there for you, always." I told him and he started smiling.
"I'll take that as an ok." As I sat him up on my lap and watched TV.
These hoes ain't shit. Me and my son we gone be good over here.
Three Years Later
"You think I'm stupid?? You thought I wasn't gone find out?? Do you know who I am??? I run these streets nigga!! I know everything!!" I said as I pistol whipped my supposed to be partner Q. This nigga stole and sold my fucking products to motherfuckers that we don't even fuck with. That was worth at least 20k. I had every piece of evidence against him. I even had his phone calls traced backs to who and where he sold my shit. As for those motherfuckers, let's just say they're taken care of.
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