Something Worth Living For

Chapter 57. Dont Fux With Mine

I stood there looking at the man I use to call my father with so much rage. Then all these questions started to fill my head like how the fuck he know where I live, or better yet who was stupid enough to give this nigga my address. All I could do was get more pissed by the second as he sat there tryna play it cool with that stupid smirk on his face. Right when I felt myself losing control, and my anger boiling to the top Yatta wrapped his free arm around me which calmed me down instantly. I turned my head to look at him, and it's like he was talking to me with those beautiful blue eyes that I fall deeper in love with everyday. What mightve seemed like hours to us was actually only a few seconds as he focused his attention back to my pops.

Yatta: Nice to meet you Mr.Jackson.(he said with that pretty smile and sexy dimples)
Darrell: I wish I could say the same umm err...-
Yatta: Kenyatta.
Darrell: Yes...Kenyatta. Cute kid.(he said looking at KJ)
Yatta: This is actually your grandson KJ. Say hi lil man.(he said makin him wave)
Darrell: So what's he doing with you two?(he asked almost disgusted)
Yatta: Excuse me?(he said leaning his head to the side with a smiled but you could hear the hostility in his voice as he moved closer to my dad)

His snide remarks were pissing me off, but for the sake of my babies I kept my composure. I grabbed yatta by his waist pulling him back into the house as I whispered in his ear.

Tae: Bae chill I got this iight. Shawty look at me.(I said making him focus on me movin his chin towards my direction with my finger instead of givin my pops the look of death) Everything cool iight. Go get you, and lil man ready we got plans today.

He gave my father one more stern look while biting his jaws then looked at me.

Yatta: Ok bae.(he said kissing me then walking off muggin my dad before talking to KJ like a baby, and lil man was opening his mouth as if he could talk back)

I couldn't help but to smile seeing them together like that even though that happy moment was short lived when my attention was back on my dad. If it's one thing I hate is unnecessary disrespect especially towards me, and mine. I looked back at my dad with empty eyes as I walked up to him so we were standin face to face.

Darrell: So you don't have nothing to say?
Tae: What am I suppose to say?
Darrell: You haven't seen me since the night you almost killed me an-
Tae: Thats how you look at it. My version is you beating my mama ass on a regular, and I did what I had to do to stop you.
Darrell: You hate me so much, but in reality.. Your MY son... Everything you are is because of ME... YOU are just like ME.(he said with a smile that made my blood burn)
Tae: I AINT SHIT-(I started to yell at him, but I remembered Yatta and KJ were here)

I turned around to see if Yatta mightve heard me yelling, but thank God he didn't.

Tae: Aye Darrell let's step outside.(I said closing my apartment door heading out of the complex)
Darrell: So it's Darrell now?(he said following behind me)

When he said that I stopped dead in my tracks, but didn't turn around to look at him because I didn't want to be tempted to knock his head off.

Tae: Let me tell you something bruh. You ain't been my pops in a long ass time, and I don't see that shit changin no time soon.(I said walkin off again but he grabbed me)
Darrell: Who the Fu-(he tried to say as I forced him against the wall by his neck)
Tae: Im talking to yo ass so keep ya hands off me my nigga. Let me tell you something else while I got yo attention. Next time you disrespect my son, my husband, or me. Ima finish what I started, and this time yo ass gone be dead.(I said makin him hit his back against the wall before letting him go as he gasped for air)
Darrell: How long are you gone hold that over my head? I'm sorry.(he managed to say over his coughing)
Tae: Dont come to my fuckin house again.(I said walking back to my door)
Darrell: You can't avoid me forever Kwantae.(he yelled after me stopping me in my tracks)
Tae: I can try.(I said not looking at him as I walked into my apartment slamming the door)