Yung' x Trigga Imagines

ESCAPED PART 3 (last one)

(Author's Note : Here's part 3. It's extremely short, but it's just to tie up the loose ends. Here ya'll go.)

August xx

"Daddy, how did you and mommy meet?" Skylar asked, staring up at me with her big, brown orbs. She has the same eyes as Kimoni, but the rest of her looks exactly like me.

"Well, baby girl, ya could say that afta' the first time I seen her, I chased her down until she was mines."

She smiled widely, satisfied with my answer.

"Come on lil mama, let's make ya' some food," I suggested, scooping her tiny, three year old body into my arms.

After I got Sky to sleep and pulled her covers up to her neck, I gently closed her bedroom door in time to see Kimoni coming down the hall in her work uniform. I smirked as she rolled her eyes and smiled at me.

"Did you feed and bathe my child?" she asked, looking me up and down.

"Our child," I corrected, wrapping my arms around her  waist. She tried pushing me away, but of course I wasn't having that. I gripped her even tighter.

"August, you hurtin' me," she whined quietly, trying not to wake our daughter.

"Well, don't pull away from me, then." I mugged her.

Kimoni shook her head and went towards the bathroom. I waited a few minutes before following her. The way our shower is set up, I could see her body through the glass. I admired all of her features from head to toe, thinking about all the things I've been through to get to her. Like, escaping from prison for the second time. They still hadn't found me. Once Skylar was born, I legally changed my name and moved us to California. Kimoni was against it at first, considering she was going through a lot with Quincy. Once he found out she was pregnant, he divorced her, after she told him it wasn't his. I'm sure she still resents me for taking her away from her perfect lifestyle. 

Listen, there's something that I need to get off my chest. Imma be honest with ya cause I fuck with all y'all. Truthfully, that court room wasn't my first time seeing Kimoni. I knew her long before that day. I'd been watching her since we were twelve years old. Our first meeting was in 6th grade, Ms. Gill's class. She walked past me and gave me a small smile. From that day forward, I couldn't stop thinking about her and I resulted to stalking her, which is how I know so much about her and her family. Her snitching on me to the police just gave me an excuse to finally come after her.

The shower water turned off and Kimoni pulled the glass door back and jumped, holding her chest.

"Damn, make some noise or something! Don't just be creeping in the shadows," she yelled, and looked at me crazy.

"My bad ma," I apologized, grabbing her hand to help her step out. I wrapped her towel around her as she looked up into my eyes. She nodded and kissed my cheek, before walking to our bedroom. People might call me crazy, psycho, or insane, but I don't care. I finally got Kimoni and now we have Skylar. So who's the winner here? 

The end. xoxo

(Since this so short , I might upload another imagine later today. Leave comments!)