Kiyah just spent two years in Florida after the murder of her mother and father, but when she returns to Baton Rouge, Louisiana what will happen when she finds out her now famous first love is a worldwide known rapper? And father? Will Kentrell give...
I was so tired after the party that I passed out as soon as I got home, I'm living in the house my parents lived in cause I have no money, but I don't plan on staying here long.
I woke up with a hangover, and turn over to see Kentrell laying in my bed.
With a baby?
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"What the fuck you doing?" I asked sitting up.
He looked at me.
"How the fuck you get in?" I asked again. "You forgetting we used to date? I still have yo key you gave me. I knew you'd be here." He said while yawning.
I blinked a few times just to make sure I saw what the fuck I saw, "who's baby...?".
"Our's." He said with a light chuckle. "Don't make me knock you the fuck out. Who's baby??" I said seriously, I know this nigga ain't a dad.. I ain't been gone THAT long.
He sat up and brushed my hair out of my face, "lemme explain, it was a one night stand. I got four kids.. I'm still single tho".
"Kentrell!! Four?" I felt tears building up in my eyes and looked away rubbing my face. "You gotta get out, I got stuff to do..".
"Kiyah." He got up and moved the baby to the middle of the bed, he tried to follow me but I shut and locked the bathroom door.
What did I get myself into coming back here..
I texted Véra asking her what her plans were today, I hopped in the shower hoping he'd be gone by the time I was done. I got dressed, did my hair and makeup and tried to pass as much time as possible hoping he'd be tired of waiting and leave.
I opened the door and dropped my dirty clothes in the hamper and looked up to see him. This nigga didn't get the hint. "What you want" I said trying not to make any eye contact, "I don't have time for this."
"You don't got no damn friends here, you got all the time for me", he said grabbing me by my waist and looking down at me.
He was right but I wasn't bout to agree with him, I laughed lightly, "fuck you". He laughed, "what you wanna do today?" he asked. I looked at him, "I wanna go shoppin.. I feel basic as fuck compared to all these bitches you got".
"Stop playin', ion got bitches, and you don't gotta worry, we ain't dating" he said lightly as he let go of me and walked to the bathroom shutting& the door behind him.
He really playing games the fuck??
I looked over at the baby and started remembering all the plans we made about our future which all don't matter now.. considering he got four fucking kids. He walked out, "you brought a change of clothes?" I asked. "Duh, gotta stay fly" he said kinda sarcastically.
I sighed and grabbed my purse, waiting at the door.
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We got in his car, and damn since when did this nigga be able to afford a Benz? He started playing some of his unreleased songs as we drove to the mall. "You gotta man in Florida" he asked laughing.
"I don't" I said looking at my phone, he grabbed the phone out of my hand and put it in the cup holder, I gave him a dirty look, "why?".
"Just wondering. A lots happened. You get a man I kill you both".
