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Keep It Wunnit With You

Said something's I didn't mean cause emotional damage

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Said something's I didn't mean cause emotional damage. I love the streets I'm a gangsta', I like to be in them daily
-Ain't Too Hard x Kevin Gates

"If I was 125 pounds lighter, and wasn't carryin' two human beings inside me. I would fight you." I squint my eyes at Ques.

"Well thank God you're not and we're in a public place." He cheesed hard as fuck.

"Boy!" I jumped, making him flinch.

"Man what I do?" He scrunched his face up.

Taking deep breaths, I try calming myself before speaking.

"You remember when I was nineteen and you told me if I ever get pregnant, to make sure that I love that person and he treats me right?"

"Yea, but you got the right nigga. What you trynna tellin' me? You and August getting a divorce?" He sat up, leaning forward onto the table. "That nigga putting his hands o-"

"Hell no he would be dead." I frowned "Anyway, you told me something else, you said that if he ever fucks me over-"

"I was gonna fuck him up." Que finished my sentence for me.

"Exactly!! Now look at yourself. You that nigga that you told me not to be with."

"Damn." He whispered, looking at me stunned, while thinking.

"Yea, so give me three good reasons why I shouldn't fuck you up?"

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"Yea, so give me three good reasons why I shouldn't fuck you up?"

"You're pregnant, you're pregnant and you are with child or children shall I say?" He looked a little confused.

"Three valid points." I nodded "But after I drop, just know we fightin'."

"I'm sick of getting threatened."

"Well if you act right, you wouldn't be getting threatened every five seconds of your life." I shrugged drinking my water. "What's wrong with you? Why you flakin'?"

"I'm not flakin'." Que played with his fries on his plate. "I'm just scared." He confessed.

"Of what? You good with my kids, so what's the difference?"

"With your kids I'm uncle, and daddy with mine. It's easy to fuck up with your kids cause..well look at their parents."

"Uh fuck you!" I flipped him off, as he laughed.

"Rather than me being a dad, someone is watching my every move. What if I not the best dad and she hates me?"

"She can't hate you, she might not like the things that you do, but she can't hate you."

"You don't know that." He mumbled putting his head down.

"I do know that. You wanna know why I know that?"

"Why?" Ques lift his head back up

"Because you're in her life, something that our father was never apart of." I point between us. "That right there makes you the best father that you can ever be."

"Don't cry." He wiped a tear of my face.

It's hurts me knowing that he feels that way.

"As long as you provide and do what a man and father should do. You are the best."

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" I wiped my face.

"For being an asshole." He ran his hand down his face.

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to your girl and your daughter, that's who need you the most."

"Damn I gotta fix this."

"Do you think or do you know?" I smirked.

"Shut up." He threw a fry at me.

"I'm tellin' my husband." I threw the fry back. "Oh and you paying for lunch." I got up from the table.

"Well I'll be damn! Just like a nigga." Ques shook his head.

I laughed, walking to the exit.

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"Yknow a nigga love you righ'?" August held my waist.

"What do you want?" I squinted, looking at him through the mirror in the bathroom.

"A nigga wanna tell yah somethin'." He looked as if he was nerves.

"August if you don't say whatever you gotta say." My heart raced.

"Yah gotta promise yah not gonna get mad."

"Oh my gosh I promise, now say it!"

"It was two months ago it happened and beybeh I'm so sorry I di-"

"Imma kill you." I turned around, as he let me go.

"Yah gonna kill me over ah ugly ass vase!" He frowned backing up.

Smacking my teeth, I gave him that really nigga face.

"Got yo ass!" August laughed.

"Go on, you play to much!!" I pushed him, going back to doing my hair.

"Beybeh I'm just fuckin' wit chu." He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Ain't nobody cheatin' a nigga love you fine as too much." He bit my earlobe.

"Stooopp!!" I giggled.

"You love me?" He sound like a little kid. "I love you."

"Yes I love you, now go on."

"Nuh uh." August kissed on my neck.

"Annthonnyy!!" I squealed.

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