Dewayne
2 years later, August 15...
"Help me zip this up." Paula walked towards me, and turned around. I zipped up her white dress and kissed the back of her neck.
She inhale and lean in to me as I continue further. "Daddy somebody at the door." Denise walks in.
"I got it." I kissed Paula lips one more time before walking to the door.
Natasha, Sean, and Shane walked in.
"Where's the birthday girl!?" Natasha shout. I point to the backyard where the kids was jumping in the jumper/bounce house.
Natasha nodded before rushing off through the back patio door. She closed it as it went silent in here.
I glanced around the room, taking notice of how well we've all decorated it. All the gifts was on one table while everything else was just for show.
A knock on the door stopped me of my daydreaming. I walked to it and opened it seeing friends of Paula's and their kids walking up. One eyed me and bit her lip.
I ignored her and shut the door as they all walked in. The little ones ran off to the backyard.
Paula came downstairs swaying her hips as her red curly hair bounced. I stared down at what's mines and walked up to her.
In her arms she had, Isaac Mesiah Carter. My 2 year old son.
Isaac had curly brown hair, his complexion was his mom's.
He was born April 29th. My first boy, out of all girls. They were all happy the day he was born. Including Nina.
Paula noticed her coworkers and smiled.
"You guys made it." She had a big smile.
"Girl margaritas tonight after this." The one who had their hair completely cut off said.
"After I put the kids to sleep." Paula laughed "come on y'all let's head to the back."
I took Isaac from her "come on Lil man."
"Dada." He say hitting me on my chest. I chuckled as the door bell rung. I answered it.
Rolland was standing on the porch with a gift rapped. I stepped to the side letting him in as he didn't say nothing to me.
He looked around the house before he looked at me. I can see the hate in his eyes he had towards me, but shit like I give a fuck.
"Where Bri?"
"Ba Ba bodey" Isaac said pointing to his bottle on the counter.
"Bottle." I repeat grabbing it. I walked to the kitchen and rinsed it. He wiggled in my arms reaching for the bottle.
"Ba ba." He say clearly. I shake his bottle and give it to him. After finishing, I turn to the livingroom to see Rolland staring at me and Isaac.
"He's your son?" He pointed to Isaac he laid against my chest.
Why the fuck he questioning me?
"Yea." I answer sitting on the couch.
Rolland smirked "you cheated or some shit? Got a bitch pregnant?"
"Watch that around my boy." I warn.
"Bihh." Isaac stop sucking and repeat. "Biss."
"No, Don't say that Isaac." I say getting up. "Go out now you see me taking care of my son."
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Business Not Pleasure
Teen Fiction20 year old Paula Renee Sims works as a drug dealer. The main leader, they call her Cashes because the money is all she care about and her 3 year old daughter Bria. The drug game is all Paula know from what her father taught her. Her mother didn't l...
