chapter_5

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RAY POV

I text my girl samari and then hop in the shower. she told me she was at a movie with some friends . when I get out the shower I put my hair up in a quick bun and through on my gray obey sweats and a white tee shirt. I look at my phone and see my nigga prince text me.

prince: are you coming to the function this weekend I have someone i want you to meet.

ray: hell yeah you kno I always be there maybe I can bring my girl and we can chill

prince: ard bruh I'll talk to you later.

ray: bye

prince text me a piece sign emoji. I locked my phone and put it on the charger and go downstairs to get my grub on. man a nigga was hungry.

I get in the kitchen and make me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and go in the basement to the studio.

I have been working on this song to sing to samari when I propose to her. I really think samari is the on. she is a bad chick with sexy ass tattoos and a slammin body. and plus she is loyal.

I hope so atleast.....

ALIYAH POV

when jacob and I finished our conversation I knew samari would be home any minute so I rushed him out the door.

aliyah: HURRY HURRY HURRY!!!

prince: wait wait wait I have a question

I hold my head thinking about should I let him ask or try to get him out before samari came

aliyah: *sighs* quickly

prince: will you go to the function with me this weekend

Aliyah: yes now would you leave?!

prince: *giggles* ok ok * winks* bye

aliyah: *blushes* bye

prince: (smiles and leaves)

god why does he have to be so sexy?

ANDRE POV

this bitch think I'm stupid! i know who she was texting was not a friend. she was smiling extremely hard at the phone. she used way too many kissy face emojis, and last but not least the name programmed into the phone was boyfriend.

something was going on and I didn't like it. I dont even know what my mom sees in her. she is just white trash. I never liked her in the first place.

I didn't like having another woman in the house, I wanted to have a father figure even if he wasnt my real dad.

when the movie was over we walked to the car silently. she knew when I was mad.I hated it.

samari: wassup little man

andre: (mumbling) nothing

samari: *frowns* what is it? is it me? are you hungry?

andre: ( still mumbling) it was the movie I didn't really like it

I lied.

samari: why

andre: not enough action in it

samari: * nods head in agreement.*

for the rest of the night we road home silently. samari looked into the mirror and at me once in a while. she knew I saw her phone and she was hoping I wouldn't tell. I ain't no snitch. if she wanna do that then so be it. my mom will find out sooner or later.

when we got in the house my mom was making noodles. when she was finished she sat them down on the table in front of me. I thanked her said my grace, and began to eat. I love my mom to death she always found away to cheer me up and the noodles were doing just that.

when I was finished I went up stairs brush my teeth and got into my pajamas. I sit on my bed and watch tv.

aliyah: *knocks on the door then opens it* hey baby boy

andre: *smiles* hey ma

aliyah: I have to talk to you about somethings

andre: *shrugs* okay

aliyah: #1 me and you are going to see your father

andre: ok..

aliyah: #2 you have a play date tomorrow with a friends daughter I met

andre: * rubs hands together* play date

aliyah: #3 not sure if me and samari are staying together

andre: * shrugs* fine with me

aliyah: * sighs* I know how much it mean for you to have a male figure in your life and. I am trying to change that, but you have to give it time ok?

andre: *smiles* okay

aliyah: (kisses his cheek)

amdre: love you

aliyah:love you too

that made me night and after I finished watching tv I would be going to sleep happy.

PRINCE POV

when I got home kya was sitting in a chair in a far corner drinking. oh shit. I forgot today is our anniversary. DAMN jacob why do you do that.

prince: wassup

kya: WASSUP IS ALL YOU CAN SAY NO HAPPY anNIVERSARY. YOU SON OF A BITCH

prince: my bad I forgot * walks up stairs* good night

kya: ughh

I walked upstairs and went into my daughter's room. she looked at me like what the hell is wrong with kya.

kya is not dj's real mother. she really hates her and I do too. why do I stay with her?

,anyway I talk to my daughter about the three thing me and yn discuss about us. hopefully she can get with the program if not I will have to let aliyah go. I dont want my daughter in the situation she is in now. I want her to love the gurl I am with almost as much as i do.

prince: wassup dj

dj: *sighs* hey

prince: I have to talk to you about somethings

dj: *sits up* shoot

prince: #1 we are going to your moms grave for a picnic just you and me

dj: I like the sound of that

prince: #2 you have a play date tomorrow with a friends son

dj: ok...

prince: #3 I might be breaking up with kya.

dj: * shrugs* all sounds good to me

prince: * smiles* that a girl

dj: * smiles*

prince: I know you want a better mother figure in your life and not one that is a bad influence. but you have to give it time.

dj: * smiles* okay daddy

prince: *kisses her cheek* good night princess

dj: good night daddy

once I walked out I was met with kya who had a bookbag on her back.

kya: I'll be back tomarrow

prince: bye

kya: *narrows her eyes*

prince: * laughs*

I get in the shower and into a white tee and some shorts. I watched tv and until I fell asleep not caring where the hell kya was at.

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