XIV

10 0 0
                                    

Danny, Jessi, Denim and Kyon in MM.

Kyon Armelle King

"So, how old are you?"

"Twenty. You?" I nodded, then answered. He wasn't too old. "How do you feel about kids?"

"Well, I'd have to like them very much considering I have a three year old son."

My eyes widened. I didn't expect that at all. "Awe, what's his name?" I cooed as he showed me pictures of them together in his phone. It looked like his son was his world.

"Ghabriel. He's so silly, I love him with everything in me. That kid's my world."

I smiled. I knew exactly how he felt. Emerson was my only baby and I loved her more than life itself.

"Wow, that's sweet."

"Yeah.. So, how old is Emerson?"

"She's 4. She'll be five next year. But enough about our kids." I giggled.

He chuckled. "Why you single, beautiful?"

I cleared my throat, looking down. "My boyfriend cheated on me with his ex. He's Emerson's da-"

He placed his finger under my chin, gently lifting my head up. "You're too beautiful to let any nigga have you lookin' down."

I blushed. "Why are you single?"

He scratched his head, nervously. "I was with Ghabriel's mom. After she had him, she dipped on the both of us."

I nodded. Pretty sad stories for the both of us. I wanted to lighten the mood. I got up turning on my stereo and plugging my phone in.

I tapped There Goes My Baby by Usher. I went back to the table, grabbing Denim's hand. "Dance with me."

He smirked and got up. We went to the living room and I dimmed the lights. He grabbed me, pulling me close.

Loving everything you do, ooh girl, look at you...

Denim sang along with the music in my ear. He sounded beautiful. I lied my head on his chest.

The whole time, he kept his hands on my back, not daring to move them. The gesture was sweet, and I appreciated it.

Suddenly, the door slammed open. "Kyon!" Danny called.

I rolled my eyes in anger. "I'm sorry, I'll be right back."

"It's fine, love. Just hurry back." He slowly let my hand go.

As soon as I saw Danny, I could see he was high. "That nigga here?" He smirked.

"Get the hell out!" I gritted. "Ion wanna. Lemme go sleep in OUR BED!" He yelled the last part out. I took his upstairs and put him in the guest room. I locked the door on the inside, hopefully it would confuse his goof ass for a while.

I ran back downstairs, closing the door on my way to the living room. When I made it back, Denim wasn't in there. I pouted.

I went back to the kitchen to see a note on the table.

I had a wonderful time with you, beautiful. I really needed this date. I didn't want to leave, but my mother has to go to work and she was watching my son. I'll call you when I get home.

Denim

I smiled, but I was still sad that he left. I cleaned up the dishes and put the leftovers away.

I went back upstairs, not before grabbing my phone from the stereo. As I made it to my room, I noticed Danny sitting at the end of the bed.

"You like that nigga foreal?" He spat.

"He's not a nigga. He's a man. A man who isn't perfect, but wouldn't cheat on me with his ex and get her pregnant."

He rolled his eyes. "Okay, I cheated. So what? It's not that damn serious."

"Excuse you?! Danny I loved you with everything in me. I gave you my all and didn't ask for shit in return except your love, loyalty and to not have me looking dumb as hell. You couldn't even give me that, fuckboy."

"You keep throwing it in my face like I ain't trying to change."

"You're not trying to change! I know you're still fucking her and she doesn't know how you come begging for another chance every time I see your pathetic ass face."

"Respect her! She ain't did shit to you, so don't sit her and disrespect her like that."

"I didn't fucking disrespect the bitch! And you really getting tough Tony to me over a bitch who doesn't give a fuck about anything but your money? I loved you more than anything and your gonna sit here and try to demand my respect over a fucked up situation that you caused?! Danny, ultimately, you're arguing with the wrong one, cause I'm done with you."

I wiped my tears and went to the bathroom, slamming the door. I couldn't believe him. He had his head so far up that girls ass that he forgot who I was.

I noticed that I forgot my pajamas on my dresser. I sighed and opened the door, going to get them.

"You sorry yet?" He asked. "Sorry you ruined our relationship for a bitch who wants your money and a child who isn't even yours? Yeah, I am."

I went back to the bathroom and turned the shower on. I stripped and got in.

Mid shower, Danny decided to barge in. "What the fuck you mean the child isn't mine!?"

"It's not yours. Duh."

"How you know, Kyon?"

"That's Jon Jon's baby. She got a train ran on her not too long ago. Denim knows her from around the way and he said she fucked the squad. Jon Jon dumb ass the only one who bust in that ho, and it was like two days before you."

"So that ho was already impregnated!?"

"Yup, and you with her. So how you think squad looking at your goof ass?" I chuckled.

He slammed the door, leaving out. I heard the front door slam and I knew he was out of my hair for the time being.

Soon, I got out and put a tee shirt and underwear on, after putting on lotion.

As soon as I lied down, my phone started ringing. It was Denim.

"Hello? Kyon?" This didn't sound like Denim. "Aye, this Phat Man. Come down to Memorial Hospital. Denim was in a car accident."

Danny Braylin Camilo

I raced quick as hell back to my apartment, where Jessi was sleeping. She had me all the way fucked up.

I walked and almost broke the door off the damn hinges. I went to my room and pushed her goof ass off the bed. She got up quick.

I turned the light on. "Bitch get the fuck out my apartment!"

"Danny, what the hell is wrong with you!?"

"You fucked Bron Bron!?"

She put her head down. "Jon Jon? Yeah, I did."

"Not just him, but Denim and the whole fuckin squad!? Really Jessi!?"

Tears rolled down her face. "That's not my child! That's a fucking squad spawn! You sick ass bitch!"

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Apr 20, 2017 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Worth Where stories live. Discover now