Breaking Bad

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Unknown......

My phone rung for the third time, I ignored the call and got back to writing this new piece I got.

"Man what the fuck she want?" I stressed while starting to turn the dials on the sound board down since my studio time was about to be up.

I ripped my paper from the pad, and began to head out.

"You gone?" A producer said.

"Yeah G, I'm outta here. I been here since last night, and my bitch at home tripping, I gotta go deal with her." I said while turning off the light.

"Aight, well imma holla' at ya' tomorrow then. I got a fye beat for that new shit you got." He smiled, while dapping me up.

"Aight folk, imma hit you up tomorrow." I said while walking out.

I pulled out the drive way and made my way "home". I mentally prepared myself for the bullshit that was finna occur. I was ultimately done with shorty, she's too crazy for me. My babymama even said that shit.

And don't go starting on about how she shouldn't have an opinion on who I fuck with because she does. I want her to feel comfortable with whoever our kid is around period.

I pulled in the parking lot to my house and mentally rolled my eyes. I could feel the animosity from outside the house.

"Where the fuck you been? I know you seen me calling you."

"I been at the studio, you know what I've been doing." I said while pulling my phone out to see who was texting me.

"Give me your phone." She said while trying to snatch it out of my hand. "I ain't gotta let you see my phone, c'mon man" I moved my hand so she couldn't get ahold of it but that failed.

"Man this shit bogus as hell." I sighed.

"Who the fuck is this?" She yelled while showing a message thread of me and this bitch named Taina

I ain't gone even lie I fucked her on a few occasions but it was never anything serious.

She smashed the phone on the ground "You know what, get out."

"You breaking my phone and shit what is you doing G!"
She began trying to push me out the door, "gimme my phone.. can I get my phone?"

She picked up the phone and handed it to me as I make my way out the door.

"That bitch got issues bruh." I said aloud. I clicked my power button but my shit was blacked out...

Before I went anywhere I had to get a new phone..

August

I glared at Mel as he chastised me. Telling me shit I already know.

"Take this shit bruh and tomorrow we're going to see yo' doctor." Mel said.

"Bruh, I wasn't fucking with nobody. Y'all gone come in here and start bothering me and shit. Do y'all got anything better to do?" I snapped.

Mel scrunched his face up. "Are you fucking stupid? You lucky enough she ain't leave yo' ass for dead. Number one, you in this bitch beating her ass like she a nigga. She taking care of two of your kids by herself because you cooped up in a room in your own stank. So take this shit, or I swear foe' god I'll shove it down your fucking throat, and put yo ass in someone hospital."

I already knew what he was trying to give me, all in all I was on the verge of losing my patience with him. I grabbed the medicine and water out his hand and took it. I immediately felt all of my tense muscles ease up. I felt like me again.