Worth

XI

Family in MM

Kyon Armelle King

"Good morning baby girl." Danny said as my eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the suns rays. "Good morning poo."

"How are you feeling? Your eyes are really puffy."

"I could be better, but at least I enjoyed the first part of my birthday." He thrusted his fingers through my hair, rubbing my scalp.

"I'm sorry things went down like that. I wish they didn't."

"It's cool. So, what are we gonna do about your mom calling?"

"Nothing, I don't mess with her. She's annoying as hell." I shook my head. "She's still your mom, poo."

"Fuck that, man." He said getting up from under me and going to the bathroom. I got up, following him. "Why do you always run away from your problems?"

"What do you have planned today?" He asked, completely ignoring my question. "Danny, really?" He shrugged.

"You're such an asshole." I turned the shower on and waited for it to get warm. As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, I slammed and locked the door.

He pissed me the hell off. All I was trying to do was help, but he always has to be an ass. His communication issues are crazy.

I took his teeshirt off and my underwear, then stepped in the shower.

He was getting mad at the wrong one. He should be thankful I actually care, because it would be nothing for me to not give a fuck.

I stayed in the shower for another 10 minutes, then got out. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I walked in our room in search for something to wear.

"You done?" He asked. "Done what?"

"Done being petty." I kept quiet. Obviously me caring was being petty.

I lotioned up, and picked my pink Victoria secret bra and matching underwear. He shrugged and went into the bathroom. His phone began ringing.

"Your phone is ringing. I'll get it for you." I called. As soon as I picked up his phone looking at the contact, I could see him racing to me. It said Wifey.

I immediately cracked my neck, answering. I turned the camera on him as the phone connected. "Hey baby, where you at?"

"This isn't a good time right now." He looked scared shitless.

"Well, before you go, I have some news. I just found out I'm five weeks babe! You excited." As soon as I heard that, I only saw red. I ended the call and threw the phone hard as hell.

"Babe, look I know-"

"Don't fucking call me that, you bitch nigga! I could kill you right now!" I ran up to him, pushing him against the dresser. He fell back.

I jumped on top of him punching him in the face. He tried to cover himself. I got up and dragged him by his dreads hitting him in the face. He deserved every fucking lick.

"Move your hands, you punk ass bitch!" I dropped his head and began stomping him. I kicked him wherever my foot was able to land. "Stop before I put my fucking hands on you!" He yelled out. I slapped the fuck out of him one more time before packing my clothes.

I grabbed my suitcase roughly and walked in our walk in closet. "Quit packing your shit, I'll leave man." He said. I threw my suitcase across the room. "Get your shit bitch." I snarled.

He packed his clothes quietly. "Who is she, anyway?" He huffed. "My ex. We met back up a while back."

"Yeah, at least five weeks back." I rolled my eyes. "So you met her here in Mississippi?" I asked for clarification.

"Yeah." I shook my head. "You got community dick. You a fucking lab. You local ass bitch."

"Hurry up and get your shit, pussy!" I screamed. Tears began to flow down my face. I refused to cry in front of him. I wiped my face and went to check on Emerson. She was in her room with her boombox playing. As I walked in, I heard Chris Brown playing.

"Hey babes. What are you doing?"

"Playing Barbies. Mommy, can we go to the Aquarium today?" I nodded. "Yay! I'll go tell daddy." She ran out the room. I sighed. All that was running through my head was how could he?

I tried to be the best I could to him, and it wasn't enough. Though I was mad, I knew later that I would be hurt beyond belief. I knew my emotions would be bipolar as hell for a while.

I walked out of Emerson's room and decided to go downstairs and make us breakfast. Before I got to the stairs, I saw Danny standing in front of them holding his bag. "Emerson, go to your room so mommy and daddy can talk." He said.

She walked to her room and shut the door immediately after. "So this is it?" He asked. "Don't talk to me right now, man."

"You done with me?" I rubbed my hand over my face. "Look man, I know I fucked up, but I'm sorry."

"Fuck yo sorry, local ass bitch." He dropped his bag. "You got one more time to call me out my name, Kyon."

"For what? You deserve it!" I said as tears sat at the brim of my eyelids. I was feeling so angry and broken. We had a damn child together, I was loving how we all seemed like a little family, on top of that, I found out all of this shit the day after my birthday. He had really fucked up.

He tried to go in for a hug. I began punching him in his chest hard as hell. Somehow he was able to pass it and pin me to the wall. "You punch me one more fucking time, Kyon, and it won't be pretty." He growled in my ear.

"Get off of me!" I broke down crying. He picked me up and took me back to our room. He closed the door with his foot as I fought to get out of his arms.

He threw me on the bed and I punched him in his mouth. He paused and moved his tongue around his mouth. He came down and kissed me roughly.

I tried to push him off, but I end up getting into it. He kissed my neck, squeezing my sides. He pulled my shirt off and began kissing on my chest and stomach. He pulled off my bra while kissing my lips once again.

"Get the fuck off of me before I beat your ass again." I muttered.