For The Love Of Quincy |Quincy Brown & KeKe Palmer

Forgiveness

Hey people, im gonna be renaming the chapters, so yeaa. Enjoy this chapter. Kinda understanding more & changing up my writing alil bit. I will be making the chapters shorter too. I changed the babys real name to Chase instead of Chance. I forgot Q's lil sister name was that lmao.

By the way fine ass Quincy in the media.

Ok , bye , read and vote people , its ok lol.

- PrettyPersuae

Quincy.

I woke up to Aaliyah layin on my chest, still sleep. I took that time to admire her, and just really be in my thoughts for a second. Honestly ion know what the fuck I was thinkin' when I said I aint need her. I missed the hell outta this girl, and I know she's the one for me, that fact that I did her wrong kills me. I made her promises, that within months I aint keep and I just let her walk out. I know that showed her somethin' but whateva' it was dat wasnt me, I need to change. Ima make her see dat, I need ha'. I cant let ha' slip through ma' my fingas nomo'. I know she wa' serious, shiid she kept ma baby away from me for along ass time. I really do sincerely love Aaliyah, I just gotta get my shit all the way togetha.

"Goodmorning Q." I was snatched out my thoughts looking down into her eyes.

"Mornin' ma'."

"When did you find out about Chase and how fa' along was you?" I asked getting straight to the point.

"Maybe a couple weeks after I left the dinner and I was two months."

"Was you still in town?"

"No, I was at a party, far from here."

"Was you eva' gon' tell me I had a baybeh'?"

"I didnt need to." she stated.

"Runnat' back."

"I figured you aint give a fuck, and I knew one day you would see him in the press." She looked at me in my eyes again.

"Aaliyah, I knew what I was doing when I aint pull out those times, dont mean I aint want no kid. I know what happens, its just I aint think you wa' at the time. I just dont know what the fuck was wrong with me at the time but trust im still in luh witcho' ass no doubt. I wanted a baby with you, but I just aint know dat' I had one. Im sorry dat chu' had to go through allat' , and at dat be alone." I spoke rubbin' up and down her back with the tips of my fingers.

"I forgive you Quincy."

"So tell me everything, bout him."

"He was born, Chase D'ior Brooks on August 4th at 7lbs 3oz. He's 10 mos, and he's a very happy baby. He loves Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and Spongebob. He's very attatched to me, and he doesnt really go with people unless I say. He can also talk, but not big words, he will repeat what you say though. He's not allergic to anything. The doctors says he isnt walking because I hold and baby him way too much, but so what thats my baby. He'll walk when he's ready. He's not picky at all when it comes to food, but he doesnt like oatmeal for nothing. Other than that I have the perfect little baby." I see how she gets very excited when she talks about him, and the pride she takes in him being hers.

"Coo, why you call him D'ior an not by his first name?"

"Justin was there for me, also talked with me about everything. When I left I missed your family alot, since your Justins brother, you had something to do with Chase being here, I remembered all of you by his middle name."