Chapter Six

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Ivy Reynolds POV

"Bryson wake uppp" I whined because he was just laying on the bed knowing he wasn't sleep.

I turned away for a quick seconds then saw him peeking.

I grabbed the pillow and started hitting him with it. He still ain't wake up. This nigga really trying me taday..

I started climbing on top of him. I sat right on his stomach and started licking his cheek like I used to when we were kids.

He popped his eyes open when he felt my tongue. I started laughin my ass off.

"Na na na boooo booo, that's when I licked your cheek" I said like I used to.

It was all fun and games till this nigga threw me off him.

"Damn bitch you hurted my back"

"The last time I check it was hurt Ivy"

"It's whatever the hell I say it is" I replied rubbing my back.

"No, no it's not"

Yes, yes it is"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"No"

"Yes"

"Ha I got you boy" I yelled super loud getting up and plopping on the bed.

The next thing I know he's clamping his hands over my mouth.

"You gone wake up them neighbors. Remember I live in an apartment. Now can I trust you to be quiet"

I nodded my head and he took his hands off my mouth. I started at his face.

"Take a pic it'll last longer"

"Okay" I took a picture of him and a damn good one at that.

"Really"

"You told me to take one so I did" I shrugged my shoulders, "and speaking of neighbors I'm about to go see Ms.Herron. I love her." I said talking about the elderly lady next door who always gives me tea cakes and lemonade.

I stood up pulling down my dress.

"See you in a few"

"Bye Bryson" I said bending down to kiss him.

I threw my slides on and walked out the door. While I was walking down the stairs to get to the first floor I swear I saw my sperm donors 1998 Chevy box capris roll slowly through here.

I really ain't that nervous because what does he want to do with me. I bet I was a burden off his hands anyway. And by burden I mean not going to the hospital 24/7 to get his broken knuckles bandaged.

I have to look past that now. It's time for a better me. Even though I wasn't nervous I was scared as hell thinking that he might try to take me away.

I had a feeling in my gut that I should turn around but I didnt.

Apt. 14, Apt. 15, Apt. 16 I mentally started counting. Only four more to go. I ran the last four because something felt off. I knocked on the door, taking a deep breath to regain my composure.

As soon as the door opened and I gave her a hug. I stepped into the house locking the door behind me.

"Hey baby. You finally visited me. Hehehe. I thought you were gone make me die before I could see you" she said laughing.

"I promised you so I had to keep the promise ma'am."

"Don't be calling me ma'am I'm only 50x2+7"

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