~A few days later~ 5:12 p.m.
~*Preston*~
The on going, thunderous storm boomed from outside our bedroom window. Karmela jumped up from my chest, waking me up from my nap.
"I'm sorry." She said laying back down on my chest, tracing her fingers along my tattoos.
"You good ma, why you so jumpy all of a sudden?" I asked her through my sleepy, groggily voice.
"Nothing...Just thinking about Dominic. I got to meet his girlfriend yesterday, she's so beautiful and sweet too. We ran into each other at the hospital when I was going to see Dom." She stated, as I instinctly rubbed circles into her back.
A few days ago, Doctors had announced that Dom was in a coma. At first they was sayin there was a strong chance he wouldn't make it through, now they sayin it could be months - even years - before he wakes up. All we could do was think about Raegan and the baby after Blaze had told us the news about her being pregnant. He'd called her up and told her about Dom, she flew out here first chance she got.
"Mel? Preston?" We could hear Essy behind our door.
"What's wrong Essynce?" Mookie rose up from my chest.
"I'm scared, can I come in here?" Essy opened the door, revealing the Tweety bird pajama onsie and stuffed animal I had to beg Mookie to let me buy her. Karmela wouldn't let me buy them anything, she kept saying she had the money and shit. I understand that she independent , no doubting that but she could at least let me help her sometimes. Besides, all this damn money I have saved up and the stacks I'm finna be getting in once we set up and shit, I need somebody to spend it on hell.
"Yeah, c'mon princess." I said. She quickly closed the room door behind her and ran to the bed. I raised up and lifted her up on the bed. She laid her head on one of my shoulders, Mookie on the other.
"Errrr, it sucks I have to work today. Perfect stay at home and relax weather." Mookie groaned, slouching as she arose from my chest.
"Just call In babe- matter of fact, just quit. You don't need that damn job, you got me now." I kissed her forehead.
"You know my answer to that Preston, I don't like depending on people. Besides, Katness already called in , there will be no one at the store to work." She said . I sighed, arguing with her stubborn ass is like talking to a damn wall, no point.
"Whatever Karmela." I said to her, picking Essy up and throwing her small figure in the air. She giggled.
"Don't get an attitude Preston, you can't be mad I want to work. Most niggas are happy they don't have a lazy female sitting on they ass all day, using up all they money-"
"I'm not one of those niggas, and you ain't one of them females Karmela, so I don't even know why the fuck you would say some shit like that." I said, getting irritated.
"Preston, I'm not arguing with you, I have to get to work." She walked to the bathroom.
"Don't be a meanie butt like Karmela arlight Essy?" I asked , playing in her curly hair.
"I can't make any promises." She said getting up, starting to jump on the big bed. I laughed, tackling her on the bed and tickling her.
Yeah, I want kids, just not right now. I wanna be out of the game, and settled down before I do any of that. I want a family, a big one, something I never experienced when I was little, just tragedy after tragedy in my childhood. I want 3 boys and 1 girl, they gon be fresh as hell. New clothes and shoes in they closet everyday...And a gorgeous ass wife, Karmela....But that can wait for later on in my life.
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Diversos-Karmela Mckeney Jones aka MJ (16)- Living in the projects with her abusive, Alcoholic Uncle and Crack head Auntie along with her little sister Essynce(8). Pain, blood, and punches became MJ's daily routine. Her only hope is getting th...