Pretty Young Problem.

The Return.

We pulled in my condo parking lot, "Hold on let me go get my keys." Summer said.
"I'll come with you." Jhue said.
"I guess" Summer said rolling her eyes.
*knock knock*
"Here I come!" Kay yelled from inside.
"Bitch wassup, you good you hungry? My bad wassup Jhue! " Kay said
"What's poppin Kay." He replied
"Nah I'm good, I just came to get my keys I gotta make this quick drop." Summer said.
"Summer how long you gone have to do this?" Kay asked worried
"Til I get where I wanna be. Long as Kason straight Ima be over straight!" Summer said going into her master bathroom. "Damn where the fuck I put my makeup box?" She said to herself. 
Summer pulled a big ass Louie V box out of the bottom of her bathroom sink. It was about the size of a modern microwave. She pulled it out onto the floor and opened it.

"Damnnn, that's a makeup box? How much you paid for that? I know bout a G." Jhue said.
"Nah this ain't nothing." Summer said.

She opened the box, makeup was everywhere. MAC everything from eyelashes to primer. She was real girly girl.... The thug kind though. She moved the top part of the box to the side of the bed. She opened a lil compartment to the bottom of the box soon as she opened it the smell of marijuana romed out in the room.
"This just my own personal stash, I barely use it." She said looking back at Jhue.
"Summer I thought you said you ain't smoke weed nomo." He said
"I honestly don't see how that's any of your business. I'm not a weedhead I just don't have a choice but to be around it you must forgot what I do ?" She said with a attitude
Jhue ain't say nothing. "Thought so." Summer added on.
"Okay so what the next move is?" Kay asked.
"Nothing really this basically all I gotta do today, and after that I'm going to get KC, shit."

Summer had just gotten out of jail and was acting like ain't shit happen. She was built for this shit.
"Ight well I'm finna hop in the shower. Jay finna come pick me up." Kay said.
Jay was this nigga Kay was fucking wit since high school. I put her on and since then they been on and off but Kay always did her own thing and had niggas on the side, so it was nothing to cut his ass off. Kay ain't have no kids of her own she say KC was enough for her, she basically was like a second mother to him and I loved her for that.
"Ight suh, hit me up later" Summer said.
Kay walked out the room.
*ring ring* Summer phone started going off.

"Aye lil mama you ready? It's bout that time." A strong male voice said.
"I'll be over that way in bout 15 minutes Dre ight?" Summer said.
"That's cool hit me up when you in the front." He said.
I put the phone down next to me, and started putting my belongings back together.
"Aight so you good?" Jhue asked.
"I'm straight." I replied.
Jhue walked out the room and I heard him close the front door behind him. I ain't want him with me anyway.
* * * * * * * * * * * *

I pulled up in the driveway of a big brick house with perfectly grown grass, and glass windows that were cleaner than any mirror. I grabbed my LouiV bag and put cut my car off. Looking like this morning I approached the door and before I could ring the doorbell it was opened.
"Wassup lil mama how you been?" Dre said.
"Wassup Dre." I said with a slight smile.
"You good? You look tired.. you ate?" He asked.
"Ya, I'm good just tryna get back on track I got jammed this morning." I said.
"Whaaatttt! Why yeen call me? You know I would've got you outta that." Dre said with a confused look on his face.
"I mean I'm good I'm out now.. they just swear they know some shit. My shit all the way on deck though, so I don't see how." I told Dre.
"You know what...." he started while crossing his arms with a strong face. "It's them bitches probably or it might be a hating ass nigga. You still fuckin round with yo baby daddy?" He asked.

I really didn't want to respond cause everybody knew how Que did me and the shit was kind of embarrassing. He bashed me, had me depressed as hell telling me KC wasn't his, he ain't want a baby, and how he had plans. That Nigga real life did me dirty..But I didn't give a fuck I ain't need that busta ass nigga. Soon as he seen me doing my own shit, and EVERYTHING on my own he wanted to come around and wanted to know the same thing every time.. how was I doing it?

"Nah, I'm good on him I just been chilling.. for the sake of my baby's safety that's who he with now." I said looking at Dre.
"What? Summer you deadass let KC go with his.. I'm not even gone say daddy Ima say his donor." Dre said standing in a confrontation way.
"I mean I had to do what I had to do, I really just thought I was gone be jammed for a few days that's the only reason why I let him go anyway."

"Aw shit well when you going to get him?" Dre asked me sounding concerned. I was concerned too I missed my baby. "After I leave here." I said.
"Oh ok so what y'all got planned today?" Dre asked.
" Nothing at all. I'm going back home to get him ready for school and count my income, that's pretty much it.. why wassup?" I asked him
"I was gone ask you to dinner, but I guess I'll just slide through if that's fine. I can tell you need a break and I'm not taking no for a answer." He said

"Haha okay Dre I guess. Kay will probably be there tonight anyway. Just hmu whenever" I said with a wide smile

"Awww she smiled that's what I'm talking bout haha' so where the drop at let's cut it." He said
"Oh it's in my bag," I sat my douffel bag on the table and pulled out 10 pounds of weed. He put em all on the scale. "Oh yeah this bout right." He said.
He walked toward the back and returned with 20,000 I stuffed it in my bag and walked towards the door.
"Thanks again Dre." I said
"You know you got it baby." He said.
He walked towards the door and ended up walking me to my car.
"Ima see ya later lil mama, if I don't it's on me." He said
"Whatever Dre." I said laughing..
I started my car and backed out of the driveway, I was thinking about our conversation and how mreal he kept it with me. I would've been made Dre mine I just chose not to. I'm tryna accomplish all my goals, & Dre was a real nigga but he loved the streets!! And I got a Son to care for, Ain want him to grow up in some he ain't have to. I was gone make it for my baby.