Later that same day....
Michel'le,
''Quinn you home?!'' I shouted banging on the door.
After about 5 minutes or so, Ren came to the door in his underwear.
''Wassup Chel'le.'' He smiled.
I gave him a small smile. ''Sup Ren, is Quinn home?'' I asked looking inside.
''Naw she went to run some erands, she won't be back till later.'' He told me.
I sighed. ''Do you know the exact time she'll be back?''
''Naw she ain't tell me all that, wish she would've tho.'' He rolled his eyes.
''Okay I'm just gonna go back home then, tell her I came by.'' I turned to walk away but he stopped me.
''Wait did you come here cause of that dumb ass nigga Dre?''
''No.'' I lied and then I tried to walk away again but he stopped me again, this time grabbing my arm.
''Chel'le did that nigga touch you again?'' He asked in a serious tone.
I nodded as I started to cry. ''I'm so sick of him Ren. Why is he doing this to me?!'' I cried.
''It's okay Chel'le. Don't cry, don't cry.'' He grabbed me and pulled me in for a hug. ''You ain't do nothing to deserve this shit. This ain't nobody's fault but his and I don't want you to be blaming yo self because of his wrong doings. Aight?''
I sniffed and wiped my tears. ''Okay.''
''Good now go in the house, imma bring Drea in for you.'' He said taking her car seat from my hands.
''Thanks Ren.'' I went inside the house, Ren followed behind me and shut the door with his foot.
He sat the car seat down and took Drea out of it. ''She looks just like you Chel'le.''
''You think so? I think she looks more like Dre.'' I said sitting down on the couch.
He sat next to me and placed Drea on his lap. ''She has Dre's eyes and nose but she still looks just like you. She's beautiful just like her mom.''
''Aw thanks Ren.'' I pecked his cheek and rested my head on his shoulder. ''You and Quinn should have a baby.''
''I hope we do. I want a boy.'' He said while rocking Drea in his arms.
''Quinn always talked about wanting a baby too, she wants a girl tho.'' I chuckled.
He chuckled as well. ''Oh that's too bad cause we having a fuckin boy.''
I slapped him upside his head. ''Don't be cussing around my baby!''
''Ow okay I'm sorry, damn!'' He said rubbing the back of his head.
I slapped him upside the head again. ''Stop cussing Ren!''
''All I said was damn. You'll live.'' He said tossing Drea in the air.
''Stop doing that. Ren give me my damn baby!'' I snatched her from him.
''Whatever, Imma be upstairs if you need me and help yo self to whatever's in the kitchen if you get hungry.'' He said walking to the stairs.
''Okay and Dre doesn't know where ya'll live does he?'' I asked worried.
''No I never even told that nigga where I stay. So he shouldn't know.'' He assured me.
I sighed in relief. ''Thank god. Okay you can go upstairs now.''
''Shut up Minnie.'' He jumped at me and jogged up the stairs.
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Everything that glitters, ain't gold.
Non-FictionEverything that glitters ain't always gold.