Do I Really Love This Thug?

Chapter 4: Old Flame

In my opinion, this chapter sucks, I promise the next one will be much better. I am half way done with that chapter and it will be here soon!

But anyway, enjoy and sorry for the wait!

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Dre's POV

"Why do you have to call her?" Kimi asked, crossing her arms.

"Because she's carrying my child."

"She could be," she rolled her eyes, "And she probably won't even answer. She's a sneaky bitch anyway-"

"Don't disrespect her Kimi."

"But you can?"

I furrowed my brows, "I never have."

She scoffed, "All those nights when you came to my house and the days you didn't go back - in case you forgot - you were always calling her something."

"Nah," I shook my head, "One thing I would never do is disrespect her. I love her even if I ain't with her-"

"Don't say that shit around me."

I shrugged, "It's the truth. You can say all this shit about us but I still love her," I stood up from the bed, "I love my son and my unborn child."

"Who may not even be yours!"

I sighed and shook my head again, grabbing my phone, "Imma be back in a while - you should try to relax and understand what I saying."

I walked out of the room before she could say anything else. I walked through the apartment and finally reached the door, swinging the door open and slammed it behind me. 

I pulled out my phone and dialed the number I ignored for months. Sighing, I brought it up to my ear, the ringing immediately starting.

I bit my lip as the phone continued to ring, each time causing my stomach to twist up even more than it did before. I closed my eyes once her voicemail popped up, a bit disappointed that she didn't answer. It's been three and a half months months since the last time we saw each other. To be completely honest, I miss her laugh and her smile. It's not the same with Kimi, but yet I chose her over CJ.

I sighed and slipped my phone into my pocket, dragging my hand over my face, "I'll just try again later," I mumbled.

I  walked to the driver's side of the car, quickly hopping in. After glancing at Kimi's apartment one more time, I drove off. I push my myself against the chair, my eyes scanning the road before me. To my mama's house, I thought, a sigh leaving my lips after.

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I used my key to open the door, stepping inside. The first thing I did was look around the living room, hoping to see some evidence of my son - but saw nothing.

I licked my lips and closed the door behind me, "Mama!" I called.

"Kitchen," she answered, her tone a bit flat.

I rose a brow as I walked to the kitchen, the first thing my eyes landed on being my Mama.

I smiled and walked towards her, but the only thing I earned were her sharp eyes leaving the dough in front of her and sent to me. She glared, to which I slowly opened my mouth to speak.

"Why-"

I flinched away from my mama as she brought her rolling pin up, but either way she slammed it into my arm.