§3§: Signs

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Christan

   So I just got done recording my new single 'Elevators'. I said my goo'bye and dapped them up and left the buliding and hopped in my Benz and drove home. But as I was drivin home, I see a familiar figure walking. So I slowly pulled up and I noticed it was Tyla, she saw me and I rolled my window down.

    I noticed that she was carrying a beautiful little girl in her arms. It was gettin dark and I didn't want anything to happen to her or her little girl.

   "Sup ma, you need a ride?" I offered.

   "No I'm good. But thankyou though," she said while adjusting the little girl on her shoulder.

   "Naa ma hop in. No fine ass girl or her cute little girl should be walking out here alone," I said looking at the road cause I didn't want to crash into anything. "Besides it's gettin dark and it ain't safe."

   "My apartment is only three blocks away," she said.

   "Hop in ma," I said and pressed my brakes.

   She hesitated for a sec but  eventually she hopped in. Oh shit! Y'all didn't tell me that I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Christan Morton, y'all also might know me as DJ Wavy. I'm 20 years old and I'm from New York. So yeah you know I got that accent. But I moved to Atlanta cause I wanted to get signed to Def Jams. 

   "You hungry?" I asked her while pressing the gas pedal slowly.

   "Starvin'," she said looking at me.

   "You like Mexican food, right?" I glanced at her.

   She gave me that "Really nigxa" face. Ion even know why I asked that, like c'mon now errbody loves some mexicana comida.  So I pulled up to this Mexican restaurant and I got out my car, closed it and opened up her doe.

   "Gracias," she says smiling and gets out the car while holding her little girls hand.

   "De nada," I say and close the car doe. We walk in and we sit at a booth and talked for a little bit.

   Moments later, a waiter brought out our food and we dug in. Ty and her daughter shared enchiladas together. I just watched her eat. Wow! I never noticed how beautiful and attracted she was.

   "What?" she said cause she caught me staring at her and then sour cream fell and oozed down her lip.

   "Lemme get that for you ma," I said while grabbing a napkin and wiping the sour cream off the side of her mouth. 

   She blushed. "Thankyou."

   "Yo' welcome. Is this your little girl?"
I asked her.

    She nods. "Yes this is my daughter and her name is A'laiza. She's the only thing that I got here when I moved here."

   "Where's the rest of your family? If you don't mind me asking?"

   "Daddy got murdered, mamí is in prison. After that happened, some policeman took care of me but something happened and then I got put in a foster home, but I got tossed from home to home. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy but I-I've been through it all." She whispers, "From getting raped from security guards... When your in the system, they don't give a fuck about you, until you turn eighteen. Then your out. But anyways I got out that bitch a year ago," she then chuckles. "Hell I remember that day too well. Before a security guard tried to rape me, some dude came and beat the shit outta him. The dude helped me up and asked if I was okay and I said yes," she says sighing. "So a couple days naa scratch that lemme say months we started dating. But all that got handled when I was pregnant with her..." she says while putting her head down.

   When she said that, my heart immediately dropped.

   "Where's her father?"I asked concernly.

   "He-he's not in the picture..." she whispered while rubbing A'laiza  cheek.

   After gettin to know weach other a little more, I asked her where she was staying at and she said she was staying in an apartment. She told me that she barely has enough money to pay the bills that she needs. I just feel bad for her and her little girl. She has no mother, father, siblings, or anybody else to help her out.

   I payed for the food and walked out the restaurant and hopped in my Mercedes.

    "Tyla?" I said.

   "Yes?" She responded.

   "Stay with me.... Just for tonight," I said.

   "N-no it's fine... I can take care of myself thankyou," she said hesitating.

   "Ty--"

   "Just take me home!" She yelled.

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