We'reStuckTogether(boondocks FanFiction)

2)ToddlerTrouble

  Huey pov.
    I had finally gotten some chores done around the house. I spent the whole day chasing and playing with Eliza. She left her little toys everywhere. I finally got her to settle down so I can clean up. She's watching movies with my girlfriend Taj.

    I know Jazmine doesn't want her around the kids but honestly I don't care. Taj is no trouble around the kids. She loves them. She honestly likes the idea of me having kids. She thinks of them as her own without labor pains. Jazmine just hates her for no reason.

     Yes I was sleeping with Taj while I was with Jazmine but come on now let that go. I wouldn't call our relationship that serious. I honestly just liked talking and fucking Taj at first. She ended up as my rebound because Jazmine wouldn't take me back.

   If I wasn't with Jazmine I probably would've gotten with someone like Taj first. Riley introduced us as friends. Turns out we had the same interest and ideologies. We was texting until we decided to meet up for coffee. I didn't see it going any farther but she looked so good.

At this point when Jazmine and I was already living together with our son Jazmine wanted a little more from me. It's not that I didn't wanna marry Jazmine. I love her and if she let me I'd still be with her. I just didn't know if I wanted marriage. Could I really trust myself to be faithful to her till death do us part?

When she had Kingston I couldn't fathom how I fell for the aggravating mixed kid across the street. I couldn't understand but I did. I was supposed to be a revolutionary. I didn't have time for love. How did everything change cause she got pregnant? I was a dad in college. I love them. I thank their mother and whatever god for them. But having kids was not the plan.

  Neither was loosing Jazmine. Or cheating with Taj. But she was just so addictive. She's not my Jazmine at all tho. The grass isn't greener on the other side. At least Taj isn't trying to force me to marry her. I do miss Jazmine.

So as I'm about to plug up the vacuum in the hallway I hear my two year old downstairs crying. Her tears filled up the entire house. I had to put the vacuum (and the crumbs) on hold to see what was going on.

The screaming came from the kitchen I just cleaned. It was spilled juice on the counter, the top cabinet was wide open and cookies was all over the floor. Taj was trying to comfort her but Eliza wasn't having it. She was still crying and backing away from Taj.

"What the hell is going on?"
"Baby I caught her climbing the counter after I hid the cookies from her. When I got her down she dropped them and tried to eat one off the floor. I just spanked her a little bit."
"I thought you was watching her."
" I was. We was watching the movie and she must've snuck off."
"Damn."
I picked her up and her loud crying turned into little sniffles.
"Did Taj say you could have juice and cookies?"
She shook her head no
"Did you want one?"
She shakes her head yes.
"Taj did you also use the N-O word?"
"I said that."
"I told you you can't say that around her. She doesn't like that word."
"What? How does she not like a word?"
"You know she either doesn't register or just starts crying."
"So this is my fault? She could've fallen and hurt herself."

No it was actually mine. Jazmine and I wasn't living together anymore when she was a baby and I wasn't as present as I was when Kingston was this age. So I overcompensate by buying her anything she wants. I think I went overboard. Whenever she's around my wallet just magically opens. I can't say no to that face.
It's the least I can do since I ruined her birth and almost put her in jeopardy.

"No I'll handle it." I told Taj and turned back my daughter in my arms.
"You Alright?"
"Yea."
"You know you can't be in here without a grown up right?"
"Yes."
I got her to admit she knew the rules and now I have to get her to admit she did wrong.
"Now you know daddy has to clean this mess you made right? That's not fair is it?"