S'pose To Be

f o u r t e e n

Daniel

Jake called me up & told me to meet him somewhere, said he had something important to tell me. I'm already at the Studio, so I just told that fool to meet me up here. We been talking bout linking up for a minute, so hopefully this is bout us laying down some records.

I can't seem to get my mind off Dominique. Everything reminds me of her; the house, the car, the gym, the Studio, even when I think bout Jet. I've made mistakes, but that don't mean you just give up. You fight & work it out.

" I feel like I was never single, I was always in love
You kept it trill and some niggas kept tripping, you was my girl
I feel like I was running outta time giving you the world, world
Running outta time "

I stopped the music & turned around as I heard the door opening, and to my surprise it was Dominique with the cutest little girl on her hip.

"Hi.." She kinda smiled. I nodded.

"Wazzam?" I sat back in the chair & folded my arms. "Who's the cutie?" She giggled. I smiled.

"Um....can we talk?" Dominique asked. I shrugged, then she sat on the sofa. "How've you been?"

"Dominique, why're you here?"

"Honestly? I just wanted to see you." She told me. "I wanted to know if you were okay...?"

"I'm good."

"Really?" She questioned. I sighed.

"Why're you here?" I asked again.

"I didn't want you to be mad at me." She looked away as the tears fell. She know I hate seeing her cry.

"Mad bout what?" I got up & walked over to her, kneeling down in front of her. I looked at the little girl.

"Aaliyah...." She said, under a whisper. I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

"Who the hell is Aaliyah?"

"My daughter." I stood up.

"Daughter?" I questioned. "By who!?"

"Ode-ellll!!" She broke down. I sighed & sat beside her.

"Dominique stop..." I sighed, pulling her into a hug. "You know I hate seein you cry and shit. I'm not mad."

"You're not?" She looked up at me, still crying.

"Yeah a little, but no....I can't be mad." I shrugged. She continued to cry.

Yeah I'm hurt that she had another man's child, but I basically did the same thing.....and with her little sister. I'm not mad, just hurt. I wanted to be the one to give Dominique her first child, I wanted her to be the one to carry my first child. God makes things happen for a reason. I don't know what he has planned, but I'm soon to find out.