Chris's POV: Man this is so messed up, Shaynay really won't let me see my child just because I slept with Lyla while she was pregnant, well now that I say that out loud it does sound messed up. ( rubbed the back of my neck) anyway, I got out of bed and took a shower. After I got dressed I called Shaynay.
Shaynay: ( picked up the phone) What do you want?
Me: Shay I was just calling to check on you, regardless of what you said in court I still love you and I miss our daughter.
Shaynay: Chris I can't handle this conversation right now I'm a little busy. ( giggles to some voice in the background)
Me: Shay who's at the house?
Shaynay: That is none of your business Chris, now if you don't mind I gotta go. ( hung up)
( I looked at my phone and shook my head)
My thoughts: I know this girl don't have someone in her house with my daughter, I better head over there.
( I grabbed my keys and threw on my slides and drove to her house)
End of Chris's POV
My POV: I was laying on the couch watching tv when I heard a knock on the door.
Me: ( groaned and got up and answered the door) What do you want?
Chris: ( walked into the house) Who's in here?
Me: ( follows him) First of all you can't come into my house for no reason, and there's nobody here.
Chris: Yeah because you probably hiding niggas. ( yells throughout the house) I said who's in here!
Me: ( hit his shoulder) Would you shut the fuck up? You gonna wake up Angel.
Chris: So nobody in here??
Me: No nigga and that's really none of your concern and to be honest I should have the cops come kick you out but I can handle you myself. ( faced him toward the door and opened it) Can you leave?
Chris: Wow you really gonna do this to me?
Me: Has it been three months?
Chris: No but ( gets cut off)
Me: Then you need to leave, you do not have the right to come up in here and try to see your daughter. Are you still messing around with miss thing?
Chris: No Shaynay I'm done with her. ( heard his phone vibrate)
Me: Oh really? Seems like you should answer that. ( pushed him out the door and shut it in his face)
Chris: ( checks his phone and saw ten messages from Lyla) Damn this girl won't leave me alone.
