Chapter 22

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6 months later...

6 months later

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔📍

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔📍

🎶I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (fuck is you doin'?)
Fuck my ex, I hope my next can probably top her, nigga
Take me to a place I can't imagine (oh)
Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (oh)
Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic🎶

Nba youngboy blasted through the speakers as gangnem and I were relaxing in the park having a picnic.

"Bae pass me the tequila" me and almond flavoured tequila go together REAL BAD.

I'm not breastfeeding anymore which means I can drink again. And hotbox with Duke.

He passed me the bottle while holding Delyla in his other hand. She's a chubby baby which makes sense because when she was in the womb, all I ate was fast food and weird food combos.

I took two shots then squeezed the lime in my mouth.

"Can I try?" Reek said reaching for my cup.

"Put it down." I said through clenched teeth giving him a stern look. He knows the answer himself, ion even know why he'd ask that.

"Na let me boy try some" K3 said pouring apple juice into the shot glass.

Tyreek poured the shot into his mouth then scrunched his face up and stuck out his tongue.

"Boy that was nothin" I said cracking up.

His hair grew back and Duke's been taking him every other week to get his hair done. I would do it myself but I'm busy with the baby, I don't have much time on my hands to do it until Delyla grows more.

"Y'all turning him into a drunkie" Duke shook his head at our son. "Where's your shoes at son?"

"In the water"

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