On her way home Summer pulled out her phone from her purse.. "Let me call this nigga" she said to herself..
*ring* *ring*
"Hello?" A female voice said
"Hello? Bitch where Que? And why you answering his phone for me" Summer said
"Um excuse me bitch. who the fuck you calling a bitch?" The girl said
"You, where my son?" Summer asked
"He right here, why?" The girl said sarcastically.
"Bitch don't play with me. Let me speak to him." Summer said demandingly
"Hello??" KC said
"Hey Baby, what you doing? Mama miss you." Summer said.
"Hey mama when I'm coming back home?" KC asked, KC loved his mama & wouldn't let nobody change that.
"I'll be to get you now. Where your daddy? Take him the phone."
"What Summer?" Que said.
"Where you wanna meet at? I'm ready to get my baby." Summer replied
"You ready to get him? It ain't even been a full day yet & he ain't ready to go." Que said
"Que. KC is ready to go I know my baby. Now where do you wanna meet at?" Summer asked impatiently
"I stay on Riverside you know that. So you tell me." He replied.
"I'll be there in 10 minutes." Summer said as she hung up the phone. Summer wasn't playing that shit and Que bitch ass girlfriend Mia most definitely wasn't finna be around her baby too long. Que ass needed to stop flexing like he cared about how much times he spent with his child, his ONLY child at that. Shit sad how niggas change. He was too focused on making a bitch accept him & making sure she happy rather than his son.
Que & Summer had got caught up in the mix and realized they really wasn't good for eachother. Needed eachother for the wrong reasons and was so young, but she'll never forget how he left her in the drought.
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Pretty Young Problem.
ActionYoung Summer is out here on her own, left to find out what to do next. As she works her way up on the money train she fantasizes about everyday, she feels blocked from her dreams and goals of the past that haunts her and her fear of rejection.
