Chapter 5

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Seem like I just got off work, now I'm about to head right back. Can't help but feel like I'm forgetting something though. I looked in my phone again then realized what it was.

"Oh shit that's right."

I got in my all black, SS Impala then left my apartment. As I was driving, my phone started vibrating. I looked to say that it was Chelle.

"Hey man," I answered, "I completely forgot that Geneva wanted to see me today."

"NIGGA I KNOW DAMN WELL YO ASS AIN'T ABOUT TO MAKE ME LATE FOR WORK FUCKING WITH A HO! I TOLD YOU I WANTED TO STOP BY THE STORE BEFORE WORK!"

"Nah nigga. I'm not going to be over there that damn long. And who the fuck you think you yellin' at?! When you rollin' with me you on my time, aka CP time."

"I'm yelling at you lil niggy. You better respect your elders. CP time my ass you better be OT."

"Now I'm gonna have to be late. See you at thirty after five."

She started yelling in my ear again but this time I hung up on her ass.

At one point, Chelle, a few other cousins, and I were kinda close. See it's crazy: they are from my mother's side of the family. I got to grow more of a bond with them than I did my own mother. Up until I was nine I got to hang out with them. My uncle got a better job opportunity somewhere else, so he left. It crushed me, because I was getting close to my cousins then they just had to leave. I started feeling all lonely and whatnot.

Chelle and I reconnected when she was a senior in high school and I was a junior. She's the only family I get to talk to anymore. The rest of them hate me I guess. Don't know, don't give a fuck.

It didn't take me too long to get to Geneva's house. I got out my car and went over to her door. Just as I was about to knock, I started feeling weird. It's just, she could tell me anything at all. I have no idea what it is, but apparently it couldn't wait until the weekend when I'm free.

Geneva was the person I first had consensual sex with. At that time I didn't want to open up to anyone or even be a little close to anyone, but it was just something about her. She treated me like an actual human with actual feelings. It's hard to explain the impact she had on my life.

There I was thinking we were going to end up being together for a long time, but she broke up with me when she was a few months pregnant. Like two months after she had Derrick, she got with some dude. They're now engaged and she's expecting another baby. Crazy how life works.

The door came open and there I saw Geneva looking as if she'd seen a ghost.

"I was hoping Shaun would have beat you here." She mumbled something under her breath but I didn't quite hear what she said.

"You know I have to go to work. What do you want? And where is my son?"

She moved aside so I could walk in. She gestured for me to sit down, but I leaned against the wall near the door.

"You might want to sit down for this. Derrick is with my parents."

"Okay. I don't have no time to be beating around the damn bush. Just tell me what's up."

"Oh umm, well..."

She kept stalling, so before she was actually able to tell me what the fuck is going on, her fiancée came in. She looked so relieved. He went over to her side and kissed her lips.

"Have you told him?"

She shook her head then looked at me with two tears on her face.

"Shaun and I are moving to Canada. As you know, that's where I'm from."

"Damn really?" I shook my head before rubbing my chin. "So how are we supposed to Co-parent now?"

Shaun snickered a bit before grabbing what Geneva was obviously holding behind her back. He gave it to me then kisses her again.

My eyebrows bunched up before I opened the envelope and took the paper out of it. Since it was lengthy, I skimmed over it. By the time I was finished reading it, my heart had shattered in several pieces. These weren't just any type of papers, these were paternity papers.

"ARE YOU MUTHAFUCKING SERIOUS?!"

I bucked up at her, damn near forgetting that she's pregnant. Shaun felt like it was a wise idea to try and restrain me, so I cocked my fist back then hit him so hard that he fell on the floor. His cowardly ass stumbled back to his feet and stood behind Geneva this time. If I didn't mind going to jail Geneva would get the same treatment.

"I don't regret the results, Amir. I regret not telling you sooner."

I can't believe this shit is happening. I never told her what happened to me, but I told her that some of the females I've dealt with cut me deep. She promised she'd never cause me any pain, and now, she's done the expected.

"Why did you lie to me?! I asked you if you and this bitch had something going on while we were together and you said y'all didn't. You could have been straight up and just told me the truth. And now I don't get to see him again?"

How could she do that shit to me?! She let me build up a close bond to a child that she already knew was not mine. I never once questioned it, because that baby looks just like his mom and her family. She let me spend so much time getting to know the baby and get all close, and now what? I just have to up and cut off my love for him? How can I do that?

"Well you want to know what Amir? It's done and over with no. This is why I didn't want to be with you anymore. Your violent tendancies."

"BITCH HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I ACT?! I LOVE DERRICK! I TRULY FELT LIKE HE WAS A PART OF ME! HERE I WAS TRYING TO BE A BETTER FATHER THAN MY FATHER WAS TO ME. MY FATHER STARTED MAKING ME SELL DRUGS AT A YOUNG AGE. MY FATHER STABBED ME DAMNIT! THAT'S WHY I NEVER WANTED TO HAVE MY SHIRT OFF AROUND YOU. MY DAD LEFT ME FOR DEAD. HE CHOSE A SICK ASS PEDOPHILE OVER HIS OWN SON! I DIDN'T MEAN SHIT TO HIM, AND NOW I DON'T HAVE THE CHANCE TO BREAK THE CYCLE."

"Wait..." Her jaw dropped as her eyes became shiny. "Are you trying to say that you were molested?"

I really never intended to tell anyone about that. It was supposed to stay between Tasha and I.

"YOU DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME SO DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. I HATE THAT I EVER MET YOU, STUPID BITCH!"

Before I said even more things that I will regret, I stormed out her house.

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