4 Your Eyez Only

20. Artist

A week later

Kaelyn

I was sitting on my bed watching tv, which I had found myself doing quite a lot lately. I heard a loud crash, and made my way to Miya's room to see her standing there with her head in her hands. Her dresser was turned over onto the floor. I walked over to her, pulling her into a hug, and she immediately broke down in my arms. I held her while she cried because she'd done the same for me.

"He told me I was a hoe. He told me the baby is not his. I'm alone in this." She finally got out.

"Now, you know you're not alone in this." I told her.

"Who do I have Kae? My parents disowned me for getting pregnant the first time. I've been on my own since I was 18. I've had no one." She yelled.

"You have me. I'm not going anywhere. Hell, I'll be the only daddy your baby needs." I said. She smiled.

"Yo... what happened here?" Daniel spoke walking into the room. Keshion stood behind him, silent for once.

"I had a moment of temporary anger, and it's lighter than you might think." Miya said. Daniel just shook his head.

"I'm sorry... about everything." Keshion finally spoke. Miya looked up at him.

"It's not your fault. I should've made better choices. Kobe cheated on me so much to the point where I thought cheating on him would make shit even, but now he won't even talk to me," She said. She turned to me. "He said he's coming to get his stuff and he never wants to see me again." She told me.

"He knows y'all address? I thought I told y'all to keep that confidential." Keshion said.

"When one has a boyfriend. They tend to tell him where they stay." I shrugged. He stale faced me.

He nodded to Daniel, and they lifted the dresser back up on it's right side. I helped Miya put her clothes back into the draws. We even organized them. The boys had gone downstairs waiting for us so we could all get food. The doorbell rung, and I looked at Miya. We both knew who it was. We sat in silence starring at each other.

Keshion

"Nigga you ruined her life." Daniel said to me.

"Chill. He wasn't shit anyways." I shrugged.

"Neither are you." He laughed. The doorbell rang, and Daniel and I looked at each other. He pulled out his gun instantly. I put my hand on mine, looking through the peephole. I didn't recognize the dude I saw, but I opened the door.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Who are you?" He asked. I looked at him like he was dumb.

"I pay the bills in this bitch. Don't come to my shit asking who I am." I said. I heard Daniel laugh behind me before opening the door all the way.

"You must be Kobe?" He asked.

"Yeah." Kobe nodded. I laughed, taking my hand off my gun.

"My fault bro. I forgot Miya said you were coming. I'm Kaelyn's big brother." I dapped him up.

"I'm Kaelyn's boyfriend." Daniel dapped him up next, and we lead him up the stairs.

As soon as we walked in, the girls heads snapped in our direction. Kobe walked straight to Miya's closet. He came out after a while with a couple of his clothes, and a couple pairs of shoes.

"You need a bag bro?" Daniel asked.

"Don't give him a damn bag." Kaelyn spat.

"I paid for all the damn bags. I'll give him one if I want." I stated. Miya and Kae both shot a glare at me.

"Shut up Keshion. Damn." Kaelyn uttered.

"Alright." I laughed.

"Keshion?" Kobe repeated. He dropped all his bags. "The nigga who tried to fuck my girl while she was on the phone with me?" He asked, squaring up with with me.

Daniel separated the two of us. I felt bad for how shit went down, but I wasn't about to be disrespected.

"I know you mad bro, but that's Artist. You don't want these problems." Daniel said.

I glanced at Kaelyn. It was her first time hearing me addressed as Artist. I didn't use it around her because that name carried weight, and I could tell because Kobe just turned and picked up his stuff. He looked at Miya.

"Call me when I need to do my DNA test. If you're really even pregnant." He said, and then he left. Daniel went to walk him to the door.

"You're pregnant?" I asked. She looked at Kaelyn.

Kaelyn nodded, "10 weeks now." She said.

"It's his?" I asked.

"Yes. And before you ask, yes I am sure." She said. If I had a conscience I would hate myself right now.

Good thing I don't.

"You know this baby straight right? I got anything he or she needs." I offered.

"Thank you."

I walked over to her. I placed hands on her stomach, admiring the not yet formed baby. I've always had respect for women for being powerful enough to carry a second life in them.

"You don't have to call that nigga ever again. I'll raise this baby as my own. Fuck him." I said. She nodded with a smile.

"Now let's go eat." Kaelyn cheesed. We all made our way out the door.

Kaelyn

Keshion took us to The Cheesecake Factory, and I offered to pay since his spending is all he can talk about lately.

"Danny... have you been treating my sister right?" Keshion asked.

"Don't call me Danny." Daniel mugged him. I laughed.

"Only she can do that?" Keshion asked. "That's not fair. I've held you down for much longer than she has."

"You don't ride his dick like Harley." I shrugged.

"Neither do you." Miya said. I rolled my eyes.

"You a whole clown." Daniel laughed.

"How you know?" I asked.

"You be at the crib, in my bed, sleeping peacefully every night." Miya shrugged.

"Why you watching me my dude?" I cut my eyes at her.

"Why you in her bed?" Keshion asked.

"I be scared. Feels like I be hearing somebody knocking on my window." I said.

"Might just be Elijah tryna slide through." Miya laughed. The three of us stale faced her.

"I don't want to hear his name." Daniel said.

"Ok. Well, here's a name I wanna hear about... Artist?" She said. Daniel and Keshion exchanged a couple facial expressions amongst each other.

"It was just my street name coming up. It's what my boss used to call me, but I run everything now, and I only answer to Keshion." He explained.

"Kind of like you left Diamond behind, Keshion dropped Artist." Daniel elaborated.

I rolled my eyes at the comparison. Unlike Keshion, I left my past behind me. He's still in the streets.