Keira pov
Cristina is two weeks old and she is so adorable. But yet a handful. I'm beyond stressed. I'm tired as'f and cris thinks it's cute.
Crishawn:awe how adorable
Me:wtf! Come on her throwing up all in my face! That isn't adorable at all
Crishawn:gimme my princess.
Me:*hands him cristina* ugh!
I was so stressed. I looked in the mirror at the bags under my eyes my hair was a mess and I the last time I had a good shower....HELL I didn't even know! Might grabbed a pair of yoga pants out the closet and a tank top. I took a shower until the hot water ran out. Then I went in my Michael khors pocketbook and grabbed me a blunt. I had it hidden cause cris would kill me if he knew I had it well....them. I went on the porch put my beat studios on my head, turned to bob Marley and lit up. Aha....all my stress is gone.
Crishawn pov
I was rocking Cristina when I smelt weed. LOUD WEED AT THAT! I laid Cristina in her crib that we put in the living room and walked around the house looking for Keira.
Me:Keira.
Keira:what?
Me:what your doing. And where you at?
Keira:nothing and on the back porch
I walked on the porch to see Keira grinning like a crackhead.
Me:what was you doing
Keira:*laughing* nothing cornball
Me:look me in the eye
Keira:*looks the opposite direction*
Me:at me Keira
Keira:you is over there aren't you?
Me:yea Keira get up and hug me then
Keira:ummm I can't
Me:lord* picks her up an throws her over my shoulder*
Keira:Weeeee piggy back ride!!
Me:*throws her on the bed* Look at me Keira your a mother you can't smoke no more.
Keira:*points at me * You don't know how stressed I am. You don't have to get up at 4 o'clock in the morning to get her up. You didn't go through 13 hours of labor to get that big head of hers out! You don't have to get her dressed and wash her and change diapers. IM TIRED!
Me:well you don't ask for help.
Keira:I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO CRIS YOUR HER FATHER I FEEL LIKE A SINGLE PARENT!
Me:oh you do
Keira:Yes I do
Me:well be one. *walks out*
Keira:*runs after me* what so you just gonna walk out now?!
Me:*ignoring her*
Keira:Well then be a bitch and run out on your child!
I stopped and looked over my shoulder at her.
Me:What you call me?
Keira:comes off the porch and jumps in my face* I CALLED YOU A BITCH! B-I-T-C-H
I slapped the piss out of Keira. How dare she call me a bitch!
Me:I BET YOU WONT SAY IT AGAIN!
Keira:crying* I fucking hate you get away from me *runs in the house*
I suddenly came to my senses I just slapped Keira.
Me:BABY!
Keira:*slams door in my face*
Me:*bams on door* Open this door!
Keira:LEAVE NOW OR IMA CALL THE POLICE!
Me:*kicks in door* I LIVE HERE TOO!
Keira:I DONT CARE!
Cristina:*crying*
Keira:shhh shhh shh baby the bad man is leaving.
Me:GIVE ME MY DAUGHTER!
Keira:goes in the room and locks the door*
Me:DAMN MAN! *punches hole in the wall*
YOU ARE READING
The Steps To Love A Thug
RomanceKeira is the type of girl that has an attitude for days. If you get to holla at her your a lucky man but when Miami's best drug dealer Crishawn gets her attention she falls in love. Will it last?
