Sequel to Make it Last Forever
Fast forward three years: Trey and Lashontae are still divorced and co parenting their two beautiful children. They've been able to remain cordial for the kids, but are they secretly wanting that old thing back?
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Trey
"Yo, Trey. Trey!" Bully whispered repeatedly waking me out of my sleep.
I opened my eyes and realized he was standing over me in bed.
"The fuck? What you doing in here?" I whispered back motioning to Tae cuddled up beside me sleeping.
"My bad but we got a situation downstairs." He replied turning and walking out of the room.
Carefully, I got out of bed careful not to wake her and went to grab a shirt.
"What's up?" I asked meeting him downstairs.
He stood at the front door looking out with a Glock in hand.
"Yo boy here."
"Who?" I frowned.
I looked out the side window myself.
"Tim?" I said aloud.
I didn't actually think dude was bold enough to show up at my crib.
"Yeah, that nigga. What you wanna do?"
I opened the door.
"You lost?"
The look in his eye was fierce but distant.
"Where's Kelly?"
His eyes were red and his words slurred.
"Get the fuck out of here. It's almost three in the morning; my family in here sleep."
"I'm not leaving without my wife or child. Who the fuck do you think you are?" He replied as his voice projected.
"You might wanna chill. You on my turf now nigga. I ain't forgot about what your bitch ass said the last time I saw you. I should slap you for the hell of it." I replied walking closer.
"Nigga you a R&B singer, ain't nobody scared of you!"
"Last chance, Timothy. Get the fuck away from my shit."
I pushed him harshly causing him to stumble down the steps.
"I told you, I ain't leaving without my family, clown ass..."
Before he could say another word, I punched him in the eye. He fell back trying to catch his balance. I hit his ass again in the jaw making him fall in the lawn. Immediately after, the door opened behind me and Bully came out.
Tim's eyes widened when he saw him.
"You want me to off this nigga?" Bully asked as he cocked the gun.
"No, no, no, no need for all that. I ain't tryna die. Look, I'm sorry about...."
"Shut up." I rebutted.
Nigga had all the nuts in the world until shit went left;such a bitch. What did Kelly ever see in him?
"Get him out of here," I said leaning down to eye level with this punk, "if I see yo bitch ass again, i'ma kill you. We clear?"
