I heard the door open and some little feet running. A little girl appeared in the living room. She looked to be one, possibly going on two. She looked at all of us and ran to Miracle.
"Hey Tete baby!" Miracle cooed, picking her up. I smiled, knowing that was my baby girl.
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"Kailen, get over here. I ain't even finish taking your shoes off!" A familiar voice shouted. Then Nyomi walked into the living room looking fucking edible.
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(Yeah, I change her...😄)
She walked past me, not seeing me, and took Kailen's shoes off before taking her and turning to face all of us. She stopped once she seen me.
"Oh my gosh!" She screamed rushing over to me and attacking me with kisses.
I chuckled. "Ight, Ight." I managed to push her off me and pulled her down on my lap.
"Sorry, I just missed you soo much!" She pouted, staring at me.
"I missed you too." I smirked, kissing her forehead.
Kailen started grabbing on my shirt. I smiled, taking her from Nyomi. She giggled and wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly.
"Kai, that's Da-Da.' Nyomi said making her giggle again. I can already tell she goofy as fuck.
"Da-Da." She repeated standing up on my lap.
Damn, I done misses out on a lot. Her first word, first step and first tooth. At least she ain't acting like no stranger towards a nigga. I sniffed, smelling something.
"Yo, did she shit or something?" I asked looking at Nyomi.
She nodded, laughing. "Nows a good time to start a diaper lesson." She stood up, grabbing my hand as I held Kailen with the other.
I was pulled up the stairs.
Oh, lord...
Quavo
I walked out the room after hearing Carmelo say what he said. That shit cut me deep. I walked up stairs and into a random room. I looked around, noticing it was one of the kid's rooms. I noticed it had Quan's blanket from when he was younger. Picking it up, I smiled and sat on the bed.
"That's mine!" A tiny voice said.
I quickly looked up at the doorway, seeing Quan walking in. He stared at his blanket before looking at me. I chuckled, staring at his features. He looks just like me with Miracle's hair texture and skin tone.
"Yeah... I know. I'm just surprised ya still got it." I admitted handing it to him.
He climb on the bed sitting besides me.
"You know who I am?" I asked curiously.
"Yuhh, you my daddy." He smiled confident.
"You ain't mad at me?" I was seriously having a full conversation with a two year old but shit, this kinda what I been wanting to do.
"No, fa why?" He asked, giggling.
He laid down, putting his head on my leg. I listened to him trying to sing which he was horrible at doing. I wasn't gonna kill lil nigga confidence though.
"Daddy, I'm tiiired." He whined, sitting up on my lap and laying his head on my shoulder.
"Go to sleep then." I tell him.
Not even five minutes later, he was knocked. I laid back and slowly fell asleep too.
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I was woken up by crying. I opened my eyes seeing Miracle holding Quan as he reached out for me.
"Gimme him." I took him from her making her roll her eyes.
She mumbled something, glaring at me. I kissed my teeth.
"Yeen have to fuckin' take him anyways." I told her shrugging.
"I was tryna help yo ass. He was gone wake up in a little while anyways." She snapped, pointing in my face. I pushed her outta my way.
"And I woulda put him back to sleep. Leave us the fuck alone." I walked out the room and down stairs seeing no one was here any more.
"Us? As in you and my son?" She followed me, nagging.
"Yeah, as in me and our son!" I yelled nodding.
"He wasn't our son for two years. What's different now, bitch?!" She asked.
My nostrils flared but I couldn't do shit no matta' how bad I wanted to slap her ass. Quan started crying so I ain't even say nun to her. It was irrelevant shit.
"Exactly what the fuck I thought! You ain't shit and never will be!" She yelled, all up in my face while I tended to my son.
"I ain't shit but I'm one of the top ten rapper in Atlanta. Fuck outta my face widd allat shit fareal Miracle." I said calmly which wasn't a good sign fareal.
"No, you not boutta come up in here and try to be daddy of the fuckin' year when you haven't even called to check on them, even if Carmelo had passed!" She yelled.
I ignored her and rocked Quan back to sleep. I stood back up, walking back up the stairs. I laid Quan down in his bed and tucked him in. I walked out and closed his door. When I turned around, my face was met by Miracle's hand.
I chuckled and quickly had my hand around her neck with her pinned against the wall. She looked scared as hell but at this point, hell nah, I ain't give a fuck.
"I been tryna be nice to yo ass Miracle but you been testing me! I'm already tired of yo bull shit. It ain't like I wanted to be here with yo irritating ass! You keep calling me a fucking nobody but I know and you know deep down you fuckin' need me. But to be real witcha, you ain't shit to me. If it wasn't for them kids, I'd be up at dat courthouse sitting in a cell waiting to be relocated. Don't say shit to me if it ain't about our kids. And if you keep getting in my face, I won't hesitate to hurt yo little ass!" I spat, roughly letting her go.
She had tears streaming down her face but I wasn't gone give in to her shit. What's the point? Ain't like she gone take me back anyways. I know I said some hurtful shit that I might not have meant but I just had to hurt her the same way she been hurting me since I got here.
"Ugh, I-I hate you!" She yelled.
"I hate yo ass too!" I shrugged carelessly.
I shook my head, going into a room that looked like it hadn't been touch, slamming the door.
