After the Taraji whole ordeal at the gas station I drove to pick up Gianna from a sleepover at a friend's house the little girl couldn't stay from under me for three hours before she called me asking if I could pick her up. I grilled her as soon as she got in the car to make sure that she didn't wanna come home because some weirdo shit was happening if you know what I mean. But she insisted that she was good and just wanted to go.Oh the way back home Giselle called to talk just cause. Why? I don't know, but we had been on good terms after Ms. Gloria passing it was one of her wishes she wished for us because she saw that Giselle was great mother that just couldn't keep the devil off her back but she said every time she saw her she knew she was trying and wanted to do better.
And I can't lie I was seeing it too but I didn't want the bitch to try I wanted her to have it 100% for the sake of our daughter. Long story short; I promised Ms. Gloria I'll help her out and allow her to be apart of Gianna's life again— as long as she stays clean. And as of now she been clean for a long while now.
She talked mostly to Gianna as I drove up until babygirl fell asleep before she even got in the house. I took over the conversation with her afterwards as I got drunk in my lounge room. And Somewhere in the conversation I must have told her she could come over and chop it up with me.
"You know as she gets older she looks more like you," Giselle said as she watched Gianna sleep beautifully from her room door.
"Na she always looked like me," I said closing her room door. "Cmon she's a light sleeper and she probably won't go back to sleep once she hears your voice," I told her pointing towards the stairs.
I walked behind her watching her backside, healthy Giselle was sexy as fuck I can't lie. But that was just me thinking with my dick.
Once downstairs I sat on the couch while she looked around at the decor as if it was a museum in this bitch. I grabbed the remote, my blunt and flipped through Netflix when she came over and stood in front of me before sitting her down getting me heated for a quick second as she reached for the blunt from my fingers.
"Bitch don't fucking play with me. I drag yo stupid ass myself this time if I see you so much touch a fucking piece of drug in my face. Are you fucking stupid?" I asked her in stern voice trying my best not to yell so I wouldn't wake babygirl.
"Damn chill I was just play," She said looking at me with sad eyes.
"Play with your pussy not me. All that playing and shit will get you fucked off—I promise you," I told her pulling a gun from underneath the couch cushions pointing it at her head.
"Why the fuck you tripping!"
Her loud ass tone irritated the fuck outta me "bitch shut the fuck before you wake my baby." I said holding the gun directly against the right side of her head.She didn't flinch once looking me dead in the eyes when suddenly I felt my sweat pants slowly slipping down stopping at my mid thigh. I didn't have anything else on underneath them.
"She's our baby," she corrected me as she looked down at watching her hands stroke me. I lowered the gun and took in a big sigh.
"She's our baby." She explained again as she got on her knees and I bite down on my lip. She looked up at me with her sad eyes and slurped up and down. But I can't do this shit, I got too much shit planned out for me and I wanted Taraji apart of it and not to mention the baby so I couldn't do this shit.
"Get up man," I said tapping her forehead with my gun.
"GET THE FUCK UP BEFORE YOU MAKE ME MAD." I yelled.
