ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Niggaz Without Dre

"What the fuck you mean, you leaving Ruthless?," I asked in a stern voice.

"Look, man, I have a new business venture. Suge and I are gonna start our own label. I want you to come with me." Right about now, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Boy, wait til' Eric hears about this.

"Yo, Dre, what's up?," Eric asked curiously. Speak of the devil.

"I'm gone man. Jerry is fucking snake!," Dre explained.

"Man! Your acting just like Cube," he realized.

"Cube was fucking right!," he admitted.

I stood in the corner shaking my head at this drama.

"You know what? Bye, brother," he said before slamming the door. Eric's fist clenched. He was so mad, I thought steam would blow out his ears.

"Are you leaving too?," he snapped.

"E, we're brothers. My loyalty always lies with you," I honestly told him.

Without Dre. Without Cube. There was no N.W.A.

"Miss Wilkinson, I am Dr. Miller. I'm aware you are having on ultrasound." The doctor had pale white skin and light brown freckles.

"Is the father anywhere around?," she asked. I didn't think it was any of her God damn business.

"No," I answered quickly.

"Heh, I should've known. These things happen with your kind," she laughed.

"Bitch, excuse you!?," I jumped up getting up from the table.

"Let's get on with ultrasound," the bitch said playing it off.

She put the cold jelly on my stomach area and on the little black and white screen I saw small glimpse of body parts.

"Wow, the baby looks healthy. Suprise from all the 40s and weed you guys smoke," she giggled.

"Alright, hoe. One more time," I mumbled trying to keep my cool.

She wiped of the jelly and turned the machines off. "You're about three months. Would you like to know the sex?"

I shook my head. "No, I want it to be a surprise," I demanded.

"Well you might want to paint the room pink," she suggested.

Didn't I tell this lady I want it to be a surprise?

As I was slipping on my jeans, she was just staring.

"Bye, bitch!," I yelled.

"The lady at the front desk will tell you when to come back," she stated.

At this point, I really didn't want to come back. I got dressed, went to the front desk for the next date.

               ^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Knock, knock. I pounded on his door twice. He finally opened up and his grand living room was the first sight I saw.

"Damn Shay, what's up," he said putting on a shirt.

"Boy, you act like I haven't seen your little fading six pack before," I stated before stepping in.

"What brings you here?," Lorenzo asked sitting me down. Do I miss this house? Hell yeah, I do, but Lorenzo and Shanya ain't gonna work out.

I showed him the ultrasound pictures. His stern face turned into a smile.

"For real, Shay? Damn, this is great!," he said pulling me into a hug. God, do I miss his touch.

"It's gonna be a baby girl," I told him with joyful tears in my eyes.

"I want you to stay with me. I don't want my baby or my baby mother to be in that Compton environment."

"Really, Ren you are so sweet," I thanked him by planting a peck on his lips.

He lifted me up, pulled me on his lap and kissed me.

"Oh, Lorenzo," I moaned while kissing. I felt him gripping my hips and squeeze my ass.

I gasped, quickly jumping off.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"You're fine," I replied. It was an awkward moment of silence before he changed the subject.

"You know, Dre quit on us," he told me.

"He what?," I asked not believing what I was hearing.

"He left Ruthless to start a label with Suge Knight," he explained.

"That doesn't sound right," I added.

"He called Jerry snake, too," he continued.

"So, where does N.W.A stand?," I questioned.

"In my opinion, if there's no Cube or Dre, there is no N.W.A."

"I'm over it. I'm thinking about starting my solo career. I'm staying Ruthless," he continued.

"Ren, you know I'm going to support you no matter what. After all, we are friends," I told him heading for the door.

"Wait, Shay. Can you stay? Look, right now I could use some company," he suggested.

"Okay," I said blushing.

He went up to me, layed me down on the couch. "Mhm," I moaned as he kissed my lips. His soft lips made contact  with my skin.

This isn't right, I thought to myself.

"I can't do this," I pushed him off of me, grabbed my belongings and left.