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[Pronounced: DAY-JAWN]

Oh damn, how could I forgot about my lil dude?

Tristan Déjaun Falcon. Wasn't no misconception in my words. He really mine.

Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and judge me, but I'm not with that whole stud's can't have kids bs.

I know I'm the dude in the relationship, but I want a kid for myself.

It's the company and Patience I have for one and I've always loved them growing up. I used to baby sit and they loved me.

Trina trips over the reasons I have him and be pissing me off when she tells me to send him off to my mommas so we could have time together. We don't even spend time like talking bout.

I could careless though. I just need to find somebody to take me for me anyway. And I could only name certain people that will besides the people I deal with. But you know, I'm happy for my twin. He actually found somebody he loves and that's saying a lot. Me? I don't know.

Trina and I got that on again off again relationship, but right now I'm about tired of being teased, but not pleased.

"Baby, for real? You not gon finish?" she asked following me back to the room closet as I chose out a pair of clothes.

"Nope. You left me high and dry. If I was a guy I'd have blue balls fuckin' wit you but not fucking." I said as I slipped on my blank polo top and white washed jeans with red adidas.

"Baby please! Ugh! I'm sorry! C'mon, 69 with me. " she whined grabbing me around the waist from behind me. I grabbed my keys and found my phone on the dresser next to them.

"guh, you kno ion like dhat clingy shid lemme go" I said walking out the room after she did so. "Thank you."

I went to the kitchen again. This time to get a water bottle out the fridge cause her damn cinnamon roll was dry as fuck. After I took a couple of sips, I had an Idea.

"You really want some, huh?" false excitement all in my voice, it sounded so normal. She boxed and moved closer to me grabbing at my waist again.

"Please?" she begged biting her lip. I moved in to kiss her and poured the water over her head without warning. She shrieked in surprise as the water crept down her half exposed body. Tbh, I was kinda turned on.

CHRIS, I FUCKIN HATE YOU RIGHT NOW!! UGH!!" she turned around to exit the room like a lil mad white girl as I laughed. The shit was funny man I swear.

She then changed her route coming towards me with fire in her hands as she slapped me. Leaving a slight stinging pain in my light colored cheek that was probably red now.

My eyes lit up with anger and I pulled back like I was bout to throw a screw ball on the Field. Straight outta habit with this girl.

My Palm connected with her face and she stumbled back tryna find balance in her steps.

Soon she fell flat on her ass in front of me holding her redbone roses cheek up at me in shock.

"Trina, get ya two pairs of clothes and bounce." I said yanking her up by her hair.

"Fuck you Chris! And stop playing wit me!! You gon be callin me tonight to eat you out anyway!!" she yelled heading to her duffel bag. She began to throw dirty clothes with the clean in side the bag.

"I got plenty of bitches to take your place!! And believe me when I say, you can step out when I do.. I'm tired of ya shit!!" I yelled back as she slips in a pair of sandals sitting on my bed. I pulled her off by her weave and grabbed her bag too.