A/N:I changed the girl I used for Alizae. ( In media )
JAILYN
I arrived at the hospital, Lisa had her baby! I held Noah in my arms as I signed in. As I was walking toward her hospital room.
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@Lil_Zae: My baby sister is here! Amiya janae Simmons! Too excited!
"Oh my God! She's so little!"I said as I held the small baby in my arms. Zae held Noah, Who of course cared more about the balloons than the newborn baby.
"Mama ain't even cry"Zae said, Bouncing Noah. Lisa has a high pain tolerance.
"Is'at lil' boy still here?"Lisa asked, Turning to me. I shrugged, Not wanting to talk about him. "Zae, Go get Noah somethin' t'eat"Lisa said, Pointing to the door. I tried to keep my eyes on Amiya...
"Jailyn..."I she said. "Girl, You betta look at me when I'm talkin' t'you"She spoke. Dang, She just had a baby and she's already got an attitude. I hesitantly looked up at her. "Now look... You know I don't like that lil' boy...But I talked to him, And you need to too. He still needs some work, Definitely, But he's makin' an effort. An' he loves'at lil' boy... It pains me to say that, But you know I know wassup."She spoke wisely.
I was shocked at the fact that Lisa was trying to help Michael. She NEVER liked him, So whatever he told her must've been something special.
"King told me about you and Anthony"-
"Yeah, It's crazy. I haven't seen him since...I was like ten"I said, Guesstimating.
"He said he'd talk to Sammy"-
"What? No"-
"Why not? That boy is like a brother to you"-
"B'cause, I don't want him to feel pressured into apologizing, He'll do it on his own terms."-
"You better go"I nodded, Scooping Noah up, He and I left To find Anthony.
SAMMY
I followed Jai's car. She pulled into somebody's driveway. She and Noah both got out...
JAILYN
"Wow! He's so big"Anthony exclaimed as he held Noah.
"He looks just like his Daddy, Which has its pros and cons"I spoke, Wiping icing off of Noah's cheek. Anthony just nodded. "So I heard you wanna talk to his Dad?"-
"Yeah I wanna meet'em"He said, Still looking at Noah.
"We're not exactly on good terms right now"I said, Looking away.
"I know... I can hear it in your voice. He hurt you, But you love'em too much t'move on"He spoke correctly. Don't get me wrong, Anthony's cold hearted and knows how to handle his own, But he knows how to talk to you.
"Love's a crazy thing. But if it's real it won't leave you alone"He added.
After a few more minutes of talking, I decided it was time for Noah and I to go...
As we exited, I noticed Michael. Slowly approaching... Well, Not slowly... Exactly.
"Who's this?"He asked, Glancing from Anthony to me.
"I'm"-
"I ain't askin' you"-Sammy cut him off. Oh...Bad idea. I glanced at Anthony, Hoping he'd keep his cool. Of course Michael and I began arguing.
* * *
"Aye! Bro, Watch how you talk t'her"-Anthony said, All the way serious.
"Aye! Bro, Mind yo' business"-
"Michael! Stop"-
"Nah, He over here worryin' about stuff he on' need'a be, I'm tryna talk t'you, It's not his business"-I looked over as I seen a flash of black. I gasped as I spotted the weapon Anthony held all too easily. It was aimed at Sammy. We were all quiet.
"It's my business if I make it my business"He spoke coldly.
( Noah was in the car-I put him in the car when we began to argue)
Michael glanced from Anthony to the gun, Slightly chuckling. He pulled up his shirt, Revealing the butt of his own gun. This was too much.
"Anthony stop"I said, Touching his arm, I slowly brought it down. He was super tense, So I knew he wasn't having it.
"He ain't jus' gon' disrespect no female... And he SURE ain't gon' disrespect me"He spoke, Glancing from me to him. He takes these things hard.
"Bruh, I'm right here!"-
"Sammy! Stop! Your son is in the car!"I spoke, Pushing him (Michael) backward. Before I knew it, Anthony was on the porch...Gladly. I just wanted to get out of there.
* * *
"Why did you do that?"I asked angrily.
"What? You left, An' I ain't know where my son was"-
"Oh, You care now? You didn't think of your son when you were flaunting the fact that you had a gun! Anthony owns the streets, They raised him, But you... I'm done, I don't wanna do this anymore... I'm gonna go pack my and Noah's stuff, We're leaving back to Houston with Lisa!"I said definitively.
"No"-
"No?"-
"Nah...Y'all ain't leavin' "-
"Excuse me?"-
"I'm not gon' let y'all leave...Can you not hear? 'Cause at's MY son, And I ain't gon' let you take'em back t'Houston just to call somebody else Daddy. I'm his Dad."- I scoffed. Who does he think he is?
