2nd GENERATION

Chapter 4

JORDAN

Recently, Nyala and I broke up, but it turns out she's been running my name through the dirt. Calling me all types of bitches and sluts. She has social media booming, each day I wake up the trending topic is about me, and it's been like this for the past week. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't bother me, but the fact that I have a daughter and just yesterday she called my baby girl a nappy headed little bitch, yeah that's not sitting right with Darryl and I. Darryl's hot tempered ass wants to approach her. Being that he won't leave me alone about it, I guess that's what I'm gonna have to do.

Darryl stupid ass is too excited so of course before we do anything, I have to give him a "simmer down" talking to.

"Darryl, baby boy, I need you to really relax, I'm about to approach this girl and the last thing I need is you losing your temper. She has a mouth, and you have a mouth, but she is in fact a female. So let me handle this. Are we understood?" I say looking at him.

"Princess, why do you always have to take the fun out of everything? Like damn, lemme have my fun please." He says smiling.

"Your sadistic, crazy ass will try to kill her in every way known to man. So no, you cannot say not a got damn word. Understand?"

"But Jord.."

"No buts. It's staying like that. You don't say nothing, you hold Amiyah, and you listen. Are we understood?"

"Yeah Yeah yeah, we're understood." He says pouting slightly.

We pull up to this girls beauty shop, where my people told me she's supposed to be at today. I park then we get out. Darryl grabs Amiyah, hands her, her sippy cup and I get out and lock the door.

As we're walking towards the entrance, we see her clear as day, laughing and smiling. We walk through the door and everyone gets quiet as they look at us. Amiyah looks around and sees Nyala, she instantly throws her sippy cup at Nyala and hits her in the face. I don't know why Amiyah did that, and I truly don't care because Nyala deserved it.

"You little bitch." Nyala says as she rubs her forehead.

I chuckle then smirk. "Oh Nyala, shut up, you've been doing alot of talking on Social Media, and I was okay with it, then you started talking about my daughter. That's where I draw the line. My daughter..." I run my fingers through her hair and my fingers guide right on through. "Is never, ever nappy headed, and as for the bitch part I'm gonna need you to stop calling my daughter out her name, because just last week you was calling her your daughter." I say crossing my arms.

"Yeah no I really wasn't, I ain't never like your daught..."

"Oh shut up, you're just mad because I ended it with you." I say smirking.

"She ain't got no reason to be mad when your baby daddy in her inbox asking her when he can hit." One of the hair dressers say.

I look back at Darryl and he keeps a straight face. I shake my head and smirk. Darryl laughs lightly then sighs.

"Ahh boy. Lemme see these messages please, because this is the first time I'm hearing about them." Darryl says look at Nyala.

All the other women look at Nyala and Nyala looks at me and Darryl. I shake my head then walk up and snatch Nyala's phone from out her hand. I unlock her phone and go to her Facebook messenger. Once I see it I start dieing laughing.

"What's so funny?" Nyala asks.

I ignore her and click on the profile then Show Darryl. He immediately starts laughing which causes Amiyah to laugh because she loves her daddy's laugh.

"Bitch, if you was gonna make a fake profile about my man, at least call me and ask me the details." I say holding my stomach and in between laughing.

I shake my head again. Darryl takes a seat. I grab Amiyah from him, sit on his lap and let her stand in between our legs.

"I'm sorry, do you girls mind if she runs around?" I ask the hair dressers as they say no in unison.

I smile then let Amiyah go and she runs around looking at everything and saying hi to everyone but Nyala.

"Now Nyala, everyone knows that Darryl's profile picture is of Amiyah and I, and his cover photo is him, holding Amiyah the day she was born. That's 1. Now 2, his Facebook name is Darryl Joryah, a mixture of Amiyah and my name. 3, bitch the email for that page is all wrong, his Email is Darryl6791@gmail.com, that email is PurpleBarbs7689@gmail.com. In which, is a females email, and my sweetheart my man is far from a female. 4, Darryl is educated, so he speaks as if he's educated, he doesn't abbreviate anything. 5, bitch what are you doing? What was your stupid ass going to do, post screenshots only to feel stupid when everyone attacks you for lieing. By all means go ahead, just know bitch, you're only Internet famous, and you will never be news worthy. The only reason your name made it on TV was because you was with me. The only reason you have over 5,000 friends and 3 million followers is because of me. Bitch you was nothing before I met you, so the next time you think about running your mouth about my family, think fucking twice. Don't play with fire, if you do, I guarantee you will get badly burned." I say glaring at her as I throw her phone in her lap. "Oh yeah, delete that fake profile of my man. Please and thank you." I add as I get up.

"That pussy going to always be lone to me." Nyala says.

Darryl burst out laughing then shakes his head. I nudges me and I nod. He rubs his hands together then smiles.

"Don't play yourself shawty, this girl always will be and always has been mines. Don't for an extra second ever think you owned anything, because to be honest, you didn't even own my side of the bed. So just to let you know now, this ass..." He says slapping it as hard as he can and I bite my lip. "These lips.." He says kissing me. "This pussy..." He says stopping himself from doing what he was thinking. "And this girl, right here." He says wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight. "IS MINES. Don't ever think or believe you had or have a chance. You don't and never will. " He says letting me go then picking up Amiyah and walking out.

I look around. "I apologize for the drama ladies. Everyone have a wonderful day." I say walking out as they all say thank you.

I unlock the car and we get in and drive to get some lunch.