Views (asap rocky love story)

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Sonseeray

I woke up early in the morning and looked to my right with a smile. A sleeping Dylan, oh is that a sight. I removed his arm from my waist to go to the bathroom. After using it I showered and took care of everything else before going back into the bed room. "Where you going ?" Dylan asked with his eyes still closed.

"Jail to see my pops, don't worry I'll be here before the flight." I slipped my feet into my Ugg's. I postponed the jail visit all the way to the day we leave, something about this visit just made me feel nervous and uneasy which is why I didn't really want to go. He sat up wrapping his arms around me. "Stop thinking just go and hear him out it's not like he can hurt you anymore" he kissed the side of my head.

I sighed nodding my head. He can always hurt me with his words tho. I shook the negative thoughts out of my head before going to braid my hair into 2 braids. " aye be safe mi Cheri. Now beso beso" he pointed at his lips. "How are you going to speak French and then Spanish" I chuckled cupping his face.

I planted a few pecks until he decided to deepening it. "I got to go Dylan" I kissed his cheek before I walked out of Rachelles home and went to the car they let me borrow. It took a lot of begging and pleading to get Dylan to let me drive but I did it. I sped away driving towards the prison. Once I arrived I grabbed my purse and walked into the evening.

"Good afternoon ma'am" a tall buff white man barked. "I'm hello I'm here to visit?" I said more as a question than a statement. "Name ?" He moved to the computer. "Morse, Samuel" I sighed trying to calm my nerves. "Ah the therapy appointment correct?" I nodded handing him my id. "Okay miss Morse right this way" we went down an extremely long highest till we stoped at a door that marked Dr.Patrice Martinez.

I knocked on the door waiting patiently. "One minute" a soft voice spoke on the other side. "Oh hello I'm doctor Martinez, may I help you?" She asked shaking my hand. "Hi I'm Sonseeray M-" "Sonseeray Morse Samuel's daughter right ? Come in come in" she smiled.

I took a seat next to her and relaxed a bit from the comfortable environment. "Your father will be in any minute but I'd like to talk. I see your pregnant and this may seem a little stressful so I'd like you to be comfortable at all times." She smiled. The doors swung open and my father was brought in with cuffs. Once they sat him down they removed the cuffed.

"If something goes wrong I'm right on the other sized pat" the guard smiled at me before walking out. "Okay lets start off like we always do. If you feel comfortable with what's being said you hold up a fist and we will switch the topic or I'll rephrase the question, if you have something to say or want to take the stage hold up your pointer finger. It's obvious Sonseeray is pregnant and we would like to keep the a stress free zone so you tell me when it's too much" I nodded.

"Patrice can I hug my daughter I haven't felt her touch in damn near 5 years." My heart melted at those words. "That's only if she's okay with it" both their attention was on me. I nodded standing up. He pulled me in close "you've gotten so big on me" he sniffled. We took our seat and gave Patrice our attention.

You would think I would be the emotional one in all of this got obvious reasons but it was all him. "Let's start with your childhood since that were this all began. Sonseeray can you start off when this first started" I nodded looking at him. "When I was little he hated me for some reason to this day I still don't know.

I took up hobbies I knew he was interested like soccer. I was the best soccer player in all of Jamaica and you wanna know what he told me ? He said that's little boy shit and began dressing me as a boy. He always talked down on me no matter what I did, I was never good enough for him and all I wanted from my only parent present is to love me I never cared about the material stuff I just wanted to hear him tell me he loved me and how proud he was of me"