If I Ain't Got You

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Nobody wanta' see us together
But it don't matter, no ('cause I got you babe)
Nobody wanta' see us together
But it don't matter, no ('cause I got you babe)
Cause we gonna fight, oh yes, we gonna fight (we gonna fight)
Believe we gonna fight (we gonna fight)
Fight for our right to love, yeah (right to love, yeah)
Nobody wants to see us together
But it don't matter, no ('cause I got you)
Nobody wanta' see us together
Nobody thought that we'd last forever
I feel them hoping and praying
Things between us don't get better (better)
: Don't Matter by Akon

                Kyren P.O.V.

         "Lady help me pick out something to wear," I told Lyric.

        "Kyren you act like its your first date," she rolled her eyes.

        "But its my first date with Layla," I stressed.

       "King get in here!" Lyric yelled.

       "What you call him for!" I snapped annoyed. King and Chaos stalked into my room. Kyan was on Chaos back not that I'm surprised though.

       "Wassup?" He asked.

      "Your son needs help on choosing an outfit for his first date with Layla," Lyric smirked.

      "No I don't," I mumbled folding my arms.

      "So you didn't just ask me to help you pick out something to wear?" She asked.

     "Key word being you. I don't need his help for nothing," I replied.

     "Can I choose your outfit?" Kyan asked jumping off Chaos back.

       I looked at her, then Lyric, then King, then Uncle Chaos. And she was the best dressed. "Sure Khanari," I sighed. The other three filed out.

         "So where are you taking her?" She asked looking in the mirror.

      "We are pretty much going on a little kid date," I shrugged.

       "Good. Madame Kyan prepares the perfect outfit for you," she said in a good french accent.

     "I like the accent," I smirked.

     She smiled. "Okay. You remember the outfit I got you for your birthday. You know when you were being ungrateful and said the only place you'd wear it to was my funeral?" She asked. I gave her a funny look.

      "I don't remember saying that," I shrugged.

     "Well you said it and that's why I always asked you did you love us and why you were so mean," she explained pulling out a bandana t-shirt and matching shorts I didn't even know I had. They were black and white.

         "I think you exaggerating Kyan. I mean I tell you to die alot and threaten to kill you often, but I ain't never said nothing about your funeral," I started.

       "Yes you did. Pair this with your Jordan taxis and bam. You have the perfect play date outfit," she shrugged throwing the shirt at me and that triggered a memory.

          "Kyren I bought you something," Kyan grinned. I swear she was getting on my nerves.
"Why? I don't want it," I snapped.
"Well here it is anyways," she said throwing me a shirt and some pants.
      "I don't wanna walk around looking like a card!"
       "But Kyr-"
       "I'll make a deal with you. I'll wear this outfit on your funeral is you get the fuck out of my face and leave me alone for the rest of your dwindling life!" I snapped at her.