CHAPTER • THREE
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DREW
November 19 ... 12:00am
It's been a couple days since Imani got out the hospital, and she's so annoying.
We semi bonded, only because I felt lowkey bad for her. That's the only reason.
"Cheese bitches." I read aloud as I typed a comment on my snapchat photo.
Imani made a face and I chuckled. She a ole jealous mother fucker.
"Mad I'm sexy, and you not?" I teased.
She let out a sexy ass laugh, on everything man.
"Whatever helps you get through the night." She stated.
I chuckled as I texted my sperm donor back. Yeah, I'm still pissed and he knows that because I straight up call him sperm donor now.
>> 🙅🏾 we'll be cool again when you call this wedding off. 👌🏾
Pops👨🏿💸 >> I'm not calling the wedding off, stop acting like a little ass kid Drew.
>> 👏🏾 K, & this little ass kid is done with you. I'm moving in with mum. 🖕🏾
I know this may be a bit much, but I want to piss him off just like how he got me forever pissed.
Pops👨🏿💸>> imma' let that slide cuz' you mad or whatever, but when you do go to your moms take Imani with you.
The fuck? Hell to the fucking no.
>> bruh hop off my line with the bs😩
Sperm Donor 😑🖕🏾 >> It was her mothers idea, she wants y'all to bond. Just do it, or you're done with music.
Oh oh oooh, so he's threatening me now?
>> you're my sperm donor and all, but fuck you.
He started typing back, but I was fuming. I already said a lot, I didn't want to take it any further than I already have.
I started pacing the room.
How could that nigga threaten my career over some bullshit like that?
Nigga is pussy whipped bruh I swear! Choosing dry ass pussy over his daughter, lame ass prick.
"You okay?" Imani asked softly.
I forgot she was even here.
"No I'm not, and it's your mothers fault." I growled.
