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Murda

Me and Chantelle were spending more time together. I decided to take her out to dinner and show her that I'm slowly getting to trust her and believe her every word. My women looked very beautiful tonight even with that belly starting to poke out more. I love to see a women pregnant, it's the most beautiful thing a nigga can watch his lady go through.

"Babe stop staring, giving me chills" she blushed covering her face. I chuckled leaned back in my seat comfortable

"I can't look at how stunning yo fine ass look tonight?" I questioned with a raised brow. Once again she blushed.

"Yes baby, you can" she said as I leaned up and kissed her. I got back in my comfortable position and we just waited on our waiter.

"So what are you hoping for?" She asked

"I mean it's cool with Whateva god gives us baby, long ass my baby healthy and smart like his big headed ass brother and sister" I said as she giggled.

"Yea me too, but I was kind of hoping for a boy, a girl is too much babe" she said shaking her head.

"I feel ya on that, once Missouri mom passed, I didn't have a clue on how to raise a damn girl but I tried my best, and she turned out pretty good" I said chuckling as she laughed

"Yea, misty turned out a thug girl version of y'all asses, that girl was mean to me now she's nice and I love that side of her" she said as I nodded thinking of my baby girl.

"Yeaaa, she's wasn't always  like that until the death of her mother, she just have her way of getting to know people by being mean and really don't realize she's doing it until something happens" I said licking over my lips as she nodded

"That's her" she said.

The waiter came and we ordered drinks and food and started our meal and talking about a lot. We were mostly talking about her pregnancy though. My phone started going off in my pocket so I answered it to see E calling. My mind went straight to my kids.

"Hello" I answered swallowing my food

"Yo uh Murda, misty got -

"Yo E don't tell me my baby girl got shot again man" I said rubbing over my head and face. Chantelle looks at me for answers.

"Naw naw, her ass got locked up fa pulling a gun out on this girl she was fighting" he said as I sucked my teeth and blood boiling. Her ass is mines when I get her.

"Bet, her ass in trouble, I'm on my way" I said hanging up.

"Let's ride baby, I'll tell you on the way out" I said getting up throwing a 100 dollar bill down with a couple of dollars and walked out pissed. While on our way to the car, I told Chantelle what Ethan told me. She shook her head getting into the passenger side.

About 20 mins later, I was walking into the police station E told me he was and went to the front desk. Swear I hate 12. I told Chantelle to stay in the car since her feet were hurting.

"How may I help you sir?" The fat lady asked sitting behind the glass

"Uh yea, my daughter-

"Yo! Murda!" I looked over to see E calling me. I gave the lady a fake warm smile and headed over to them.

"Aye they said that it's a 100g's bail because she had a weapon but I know you had it licensed to her" he said as I nodded

"Hell it ain't no problem with that bail but best bulleh' misty getting her ass beat by me" I said with my deep voice as they shook their heads.

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