FORBIDDEN LOVE

NIGGA I DON'T FUCK WITH YOU...

Loco had just left Sneaker's with his son Chris. "Dad can we go get ice cream?" Chris asked him. "Yeah, we can go to the one across the street," Loco said. Loco walked across the street with his son to the ice cream shack. There wasn't many people ahead of them but he didn't feel like waiting for ever just to get one simple ice cream cone. Chris was reading the menu trying to decide which ice cream flavor he wanted. Loco happened to hear a loud commotion coming from the back of the ice cream shack. He turned his head trying to see what the woman and man was arguing about. 

The woman looked familiar to Loco but he didn't know for sure if he knew her or not. Maybe it was one of his bitches he had fucked, but when the mystery woman turned around he knew exactly who she was. She was his baby ma Brittany. What the fuck was she doing here? And who the fuck the man she was with? Loco handed Chris a few dollars out his pocket and demanded him to wait right there that he would be back. Loco made his way over to Brittany to see what the fuck was going on. "Brittany!" Loco said loudly.

 Brittany swung her head around and was met by her baby daddy Loco. "Fuck," she mumbled. What the hell he was doing there? She turned back to Roderick to whisper to him that her baby daddy was there. But before she could warn Roderick, Loco had already grabbed her by her arm aggressively. "Bitch, what the hell you doing here with this nigga?" He asked her while pointing his finger at Roderick. "What the hell?" Roderick asked nastily. "Who the fuck is this nigga suppose to be?" Roderick asked Brittany confused. "This is my baby daddy Loco." Loco smirked at her and grabbed her harder. "Nall, I'm her man. Now who the fuck you suppose to be?" He asked Roderick.  Roderick stood up from his seat eying Loco up and down.

Brittany tried her best to snatch her arm away from Loco but he had her arms gripped a little to tightly. "I'm not with you anymore Loco so please leave." "I'm not going any where. I got our son here." "You need to tell  your little boyfriend to fucking leave." Roderick didn't hesitate to draw out his 9 millimeter. "Nigga, you got one more time to disrespect me or my woman." Loco looked at Roderick who was holding the gun up to his forehead. This didn't seem to scare Loco at all. "Nigga, I don't care what you say. You will never have Brittany. And for the record she my baby ma. I'ma always be up in that pussy." Roderick clicked his gun backwards and slammed him in the face with his gun butt. 

"Fuck you nigga," Roderick said. The whole ice cream shack was  scared as fuck. No one dared say anything. Instead everyone just stared wondering what would happen next. "Mom, is that you?" Chris asked. Brittany turned around and was greeted by her son. "Mom, what's wrong with daddy? Why is he on the floor sleeping?"