TYREE
ATLANTA, GEORGIA
1 WEEK LATER
"So what it say?"
"We gotta wait 5 minutes dusty butt dang." Tiny dragged. I ain't gon lie, I hope she pregnant. My shorty gon be having my shorty. I don't give a fuck if it's a girl or a boy, I just know I'll be the best I can be for my girl and my baby.
Tyree I'm nervous.. what If I am pregnant? The fuck Imma tell my mama and daddy?" Tiny nervously stated.
"I'll be there with you when you tell em then. Ain't got shit to worry bout, I'm a good nigga." I said back with a conceited smile. I ain't lying, Imma be there for mines fasho, no questions about it. I love my girl & Imma love my baby if she is pregnant. Just then, the timer went off on Tiny phone and we went into the bathroom where she left the test together.
She held her hand over her mouth and looked up at me with worried eyes. Yeaaaaa, I already know what that mean.
"Babyyyy oh my goddd!" Tiny exaggerated as she handed me the test.
"Two lines mean you having my baby right?" I asked looking back at her for her response. She nodded as a tear fell from her eye. I didn't know if she was happy or sad about it. Damn.
"Soo, how you feeling bout it?" I asked cautiously. She took a while to answer but just from her reaction, I knew she wasn't comfortable with this shit and that ain't sit right with me until I got an explanation.
"I mean... I don't know Tyree." Tiny responded hesitantly. "What about Damien?" She continued. I scrunched my face up and looked at her crazy. The fuck she questioning me about that nigga for? Little do she know.
"What about that nigga?"
"I mean, that situation ain't handled Tyree. Just because he ain't did shit lately don't mean-"
"Tiny, it's been a whole 2 months and you think I ain't handle shit? Where you think you been getting all this peace from ma?" I retorted. She retuned a perplexed expression, head cocked to the side in question.
"That nigga dead Tiny."
She paused her nervous taps of her foot and looked up at me with shocked brown eyes. "He what? When?" She asked.
"Don't matter, that nigga dead and gone so it's me and you, now waddup." I responded nonchalantly. Yeah, while I was in the hospital Rell and a few of some other niggas around the way made sure to keep lookout for that nigga while I healed and shit. Ain't take long at all for mu'fuckas to find him. But what I didn't know was the shit that was said before niggas put him to rest. It ain't bother a nigga... but it did.
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Flashback
Saturday 1:26am
10 Hours after Tyree's 'Discharge'
TYREE
I woke up from my sleep from a dream I had. In the dream, I was successful and pursuing my career that I'm in college for, Business and Administration. Tiny stood by my side the whole way, while she was a stay at home wife and looked good as hell while doing so. Also, a nigga was planning a surprise engagement party for us, as I was planning to marry this girl.
Shit too good to be true, a nigga had to be dreaming. Only thing that was on my mind when I frantically woke up was anything that came between my wellbeing and my shorty wellbeing. All that shit needed to be handled and the fuck soon. Fuck it. I decided to call Rell and ask for this favor, fuck all this 'healing' shit. I feel good enough to hit a lick.
"What's the word nigga." Rell answered.
"Shit, nigga chillin. Aye whatchu on tonight?" I spoke quietly trying not to wake Tiny.
