Chapter One: Part Eleven

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( PROD POV)



I stood frozen still having my arms wrapped around Yojaida. She just said she loved me...I can't get over it. After a few seconds, she broke the silence.

“I know.” she started. “You don't want me. We're over.” She stood up. “ Continue with Rebecca.”

I grabbed her arm. “You don't know how I feel about you. Even though we argued, and I cheated on you, that ha nothing to do with how much I love you, Yojaida.”

She looked up at me, and wiped her tears. “But...think of how much bad stuff I did to you.”

“I did everything you did to me, 100x worse.”, I replied.

“And, now. You have a baby on the way, and no time for me what so ever. Stop lying to me, telling me you love me, and just tell me the truth. Prod, I'll completely understand if you're feelings for me are gone.”

I caressed her chin. “Stop it.”, I started. “Just stop it. You are the only girl I had the longest relationship with. And my feelings for you are NEVER going to change. Don't ever say my feelings for you are gone.”

“So. . .Can I ask you a question?”

“Go ahead.”

“DO you still love me, Prod?” she stepped closer to me.

With out answering her question, I wrapped my arm around her waist, and began to kiss her.



( ISSA POV )



OH SHIT. I'm in trouble now. Something TOLD me I shouldn't have told Ray. FUCK!

Kayla rolled her eyes, hung up the phone and sat down. “I cant believe you, right now.”

“Babe---”, I started. She cut me off, and put her hand in my face.

I was quiet the whole time, then Mya and Jacob walked over to us.

“Need some company?”, she asked smiling at us.

Kayla shrugged and sipped some water. I was still silent.

“You guys.”, Mya said grabbing a chair. “This is my cousin. Jacob Latimore.”

“Yeah.” Kayla started. “THATS WHAT I WAS TRYING TO TELL ISSA.”

Jacob: “Nice to meet you guys.”

I turned to Jacob, and dapped him up.

All of a sudden, Ray stormed in the restaurant. He's beanie almost off his head.

“Babe!”, Mya screamed. “You're here.”

“Babe? OH IM BABE NOW?”, Ray yelled.

“What?”, Mya looked confused.

“SOOOO!”, I yelled. “What's for dinner? STEAK?”

Ray: “Is this the ni**a, Issa?” He pointed at Jacob.

“Who you calling ni**a?!” Jacob jumped up.

“You guys!”, Kayla yelled. “Please stop.”

“No! You wanna be a rat and sneak with my girl? Im gonna show you how to be one!”, Ray yelled rolling up his sleeves.

Mya: “RAY! BABE, CALM DOWN! It's just my---”

Jacob cut her off. “Get you're man, Mya. GET HIM.”

Mya: “Ray please.”

I tried to talk, but Ray was too heated.

Kayla: “YOU STARTED THIS ISSA!Do something about it.”

Jacob stepped up to Ray. “I don't know what the fuck you're problem, is... but you get that checked. RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.”

Ray: “GET YOUR SHIT CHECKED FIRST. You mess with my girl again---”

Mya stepped between them. “Ray! Jacob! Chill! PLEASE.”

“YOU stay outta this.”, Jacob rampled.

Ray: “Dont TALK to her like that.”

Jacob: “What the fuck you gonna do about it, PIGTAILS.”

Ray pushed Jacob. “I'm tired of you're shit.”

Mya jumped in between. “JACOB!Don't do it!”

Jacob then, grabbed Mya and pushed her toward a table. She stumbled over, and hit her head on the edge of a railing.



( YOJAIDA POV )



I felt so good being held in his arms. When our lips touched, it was just like old times. Amazing.

I wrapped my arms around him, and kissed him harder.

Just then, Diggy walked into the room, and Prod moved off me.

Diggy: “You have NOTHING to say to me right about now.”

As I walked to grab his arm, he slammed the door in my face.

“Diggy!”, I ran out the door, with Prod behind.

Rebecca stepped in front of Prodigy.

“What were you doing?!”, she asked him.

“Nothing.”
“Quit lying,Prod.”

“I'm serious. We were just talking.”, he lied.

I couldn't hear the rest, because I ran down the steps trying to get Diggy.

“Diggy! Just let me say something!”, I yelled.

“You have nothing to say to me.”, he turned to to face me. “I don't even WANT to talk to you.”

“Wait a minute! Don't get mad with me. IM NOT THE ONE DOING WRONG, REMEMBER?”, I shouted.

“Is this what this is about?”, he asked. “GETTING BACK at me, Yojaida?”

“No!”

“Then why did you kiss him?”

“I don't know.”, I sat on the stairs. “I didn't mean too. I---”

“Do you still love him, yojaida? If you do, just say so.”

“No! No. I don't still love him.”, I lied.....

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