August
I walked into the studio. I needed to rehearse but I wun in da mood fa dat shit. I had Kelton's ass actin'a foo, then Stephanie was mad at a nigga. She had every right ta be, I actin like an ass. It was da old me and I handled da situation like I would back in da day. I needed ta get home and talk ta her.
"Aye y'all, do me a favor."
My people all gave me their attention,
"I need ta get home and handle some things. Run my songs ova and tell me what y'all think. Also, get Anthony Hamilton on da line and schedule a meetin' fa me wit him. It has ta be next week cause I ain't doin shit da rest of dis week."
They nodded and wrote as I spoke.
"Anything else?" Margret asked.
I shook my head. "Nah, I'a see y'all Monday."
They said their goodbyes and I walked out of the buildin and hopped in my car. I had ta fix dis shit with Stephanie because I knew I was wrong. Das if she would even talk ta me.
I stopped at a red light and checked my phone ta see a missed call from Kelton's ugly ass. I debated on callin him but I decided ta get dat shit ova wit. I pressed call and waited.
"I call, you answer, you got that?" He voice rang through the phone.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled.
"Aight, so wassup?"
"I need you to meet me on 3rd street in a couple of hours. No excuses, just be there." He hung up.
I sighed and laughed to myself. How in da hell was he talkin ta me like dat when his ass was scared of a fuckin punch.
I pulled up to the house and hopped out of the truck, walking up to the door. Stephanie's car was thea so I know she was hea. I pulled da keys out of my pocket and unlocked da door.
"Daddy!" Erin said, runnin' ta me and hugging my waist.
I smiled and picked her up.
"Hey Daddy's baybeh. I missed you."
She hugged my neck and kissed my cheek.
"I missed you too daddy."
"Erin what did I tell you about answering the door when I'm not in here?"
Stephanie walked in from the back room, with a black, silk house coat on with her hair on top of her head. She stopped when she saw me standing there.
"It's just me." I said, starin' at her.
She cleared her throat and crossed her arms and stared at me.
"Erin go ta ya room fa minute. Daddy needs ta talk ta mommy aight?"
She nodded and hopped down and ran ta her room. Stephanie sighed and attempted ta walk back ta da room but I grabbed her and pulled her back ta me.
"What August?"
"I'm sorry ma, I--"
"You didn't mean to do it, I know what you are going to say and I--"
"Please shut up. I want ta talk ta you about some shit."
She sighed and pulled my hands and walked ta our room. I grabbed her waist and sat on da bed, bringin her down on my lap.
"What?"
"I know dat I was an ass earlier ta day but I'm sorry. I'm just goin through some shit mama but I love you and I ain't mean ta catch dat attitude witchu."
