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New York, New York .
October 31st Saturday .
" I'm hearin ya but ion care honestly, I tol' yo ass ain't shit peachy wit us plus why would I let you roun my kid ?" I stared at Ashley crazy I rarely let Aspyn around anyone besides my mother
"Because we've been rocking for two years and I haven't even met her yet don't you think I deserve that !" She shouted folding her arms across her chest
"Yo get this shit through yo head we been done since February, ion want you , Aspyn ain't meeting you, she NEVER will, and that's just what it is !" I slammed the door walking back over to my couch trying to finish the game
this bitch done made my fucking nerves bad .
I said loudly grabbing the baby monitor, making my way outside on the patio .
Lighting up my blunt, I don't know why, I even allow her to get me out of character like that .
I was with Aspyn's mother since I was 17 , we were on and off for eight years . Whenever she was ready to commit I wasn't and whenever I was she wasn't .
Shit with us as always bad timing even when she became pregnant we weren't together we seen each other after not speaking for two years and just linked up .
I could always go to Channing for anything, she was like my homie, and lover in one . I could just kick back and run it with her about a lot of shit and get genuine advice . She taught me a lot of shit her being four years older than me .
I was psyched about starting a family with Channing, especially after me getting out of prison, I felt like it was a sign from Allah to get my shit together and focus on my family who needed me .
Almost a week after having Aspyn, she complained of chest problems and shortness of breath but she shook it off as though it a was light cold .
Until she woke me up one night, she was crying and hyperventilating telling she couldn't breath, as we were rushing she kept telling me " acesyn take care of our baby if something happens " I told her stop talking crazy that wasn't shit to play around with .
We rushed to the hospital they took her in right away, felt like forever until a doctor finally came out, telling me she hadn't made it .
It was PE, in her lungs .
Yo imagine you in the waiting room y'all kid ain't even a full week yet, and they tell you her mother ain't make it .
Here I was thinking , a nigga finally got a break shit was going smooth, got my girl back, starting a family, just got a new crib and less than a week after everything is snatched right from you .
