I took my phone off my dresser and dialed the number.
*ring*
*ring*
*ring*
*rin-*
"Hello"
"Hello"
"Hey Brandon"
"Who is this"
I couldn't do it so I hung up and threw my phone and the floor. I had the chance to give him the biggest piece of my mind and I chickened out like a little bitch.
Everything is perfect wh mess it up now, right.
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After dropping P off to school I drove to my second job and went in. My second is being a photographer for GQ magazine. They is pretty ok but that all goes towards paying the bills and necessities but the cafe job helps pay for clothes and the fun spontaneous things P loves to do.
One I got to the main lobby I went up in the elevator. As the doors were about to close I saw the same girl from the cafe running towards it so I held it for her.
"Thank you so much" She smiled out of breath
"Your welcome"
"Do you work here too" She asked
"Yes I'm the photographer" I said holding my camera bag up
"Do you work here" I asked
"No my boyfriend has a photoshoot here" She answered as the elevator doors opened
"If you don't mind me asking Who's your boyfriend" I asked as we asked down the hallway
"Brandon Arreaga, your doing the photoshoot for him" She informed
As she spoke my heart dropped out my ass. I couldn't breathe, I just wanted to cry and run back home.
Why did they choose me to do a photoshoot for him?
I could've done Why Don't We or that other boy band Prettymuch. But no I had to do my asshole, deadbeat baby daddy.
"You ok sweetie" She asked snapping me out my trance
"Yeah, yeah, I'm ok, let's get this photoshoot done" I smiled trying to hide my emotions
The closer we got to the door it all started to come back. The anger, the hurt, the pain. It all flooded back in like it was yesterday that he left.
But no matter what I have to keep my cool. This is my job and I have to be professional. After all this job pays the bills and I can't risk getting fired. P and I got this far without him and we will continue to be fine, without him.
When I opened the door I got everything set up and tried to stay calm. Once I finally got my camera set up he came out in his first outfit.
Looking at him killed me. He looked happy. Successful. He had plenty of tattoos and his smile hasn't change at all.
He went around shaking everyone's hands and introducing himself.
Then he got to me.
"Hi I'm Brandon nice to me-"
He stopped and his eyes widened
He looked at me with sadness and tears in his eyes. I almost cried but I can't, I promised myself I wouldn't.
"I'm so sorry" He whispered letting a tear fall
"Fuck your apology Brandon"
"You have a job and I have one so let's go ahead and do them so I can get the fuck away from you" I said so only he could hear
He just gave me a sad knod and turned around.
After a few hours of shooting we were finished and went our separate ways. I just wanna go home and act like this never happened but I can't because it did.
"Can we at least talk" I heard
"No" I replied as I continued packing up
"She's my daughter too Mya"
"No Brandon she's my daughter" I yelled throwing the chair at him
"Im raising her all on my own" I yelled throwing another object at him
"I work like a dog trying to give everything she needs"
"Im up with her when she's sick and can't sleep"
"I'm there when she cries over not being like other children because she doesn't have a father"
"I'm up at the ass of dawn making sure she eats and gets to school"
"I'm the only who goes without sleep or eating some days"
"And you live your perfect life, with your perfect houses and cars and your perfect girlfriend"
"You left her and me so you don't get to pop up and try to be the good guy" I shouted
"I made a stupid and immature mistake Mya"
"I was scared and that's no excuse for running but I wanna make it up to her and you, I wanna be a father and give her everything her pretty heart deserves" He explained walking closer to me but still keeping his distance
"I'm sorry Mya"
"I can't, I don't trust yo-"
"I wont leave, I'm better now I promise" He said looking me dead in the eyes
Pieces of me believed him but i don't know. Penelope deserves to know her dad and have a relationship with him.
"If you leave and break my daughters heart I'll shoot you and cut you dick off don't fuck with me" I said after the long pause
"Thank you Mya" He said hugging me
"Mhmm" I mumbled and left out the room that was now trashed
"What are you doing after this" He asked going into the elevator with me
"Pick Penelope up from school" I answered
"Can I come" He asked
"One step at a time Brandon" I sighed
"This is the first step Mya"
"Try something small, I don't need her to get used to something that might go" i said leaving him behind on the elevator
"Why dont all go a amusement park or bowling this weekend" he suggested catching up to me
" alright ill text you if plans change " I said getting in my car and soon driving away
A/N: this is unedited so tell me if there's anything wrong
