"If somebody else calls me dad, I'm blowing my fucking brains out"
Nem sat up against the couch, staring at me and chewing on her teething ring, looking amused.
"It's a big joke now, huh?"
Khassidy scooped Nemiah up. "Get out of the house. Don't nobody want to listen to you going crazy"
I got up and went to my room.
On the way there, I heard tears.
I opened the door, not caring about knocking.
Ella wiped at her face with a stack of tissues.
"What are you being so wasteful for?" I teased, not actually knowing how to approach the situation.
She shooed me off, but I sat down on the bed and pulled her into me.
It had been awhile since we were close.
"Talk to me"
"I don't want this life for me and Rocky. I don't like being locked up in the house. You and Khassidy are the only ones who able to move. You got me on lockdown with my son. I don't even have a purpose"
"I need you to play that role right now, Ella. Right now, I'm setting shit up for you and my first born to be good ages after I'm dead. I'm doing this shit for you and everybody else in this house. Khassidy is familiar with street shit, and she knows that she has to be careful. Whitney...I don't know" I laughed. "She gave me a wipe ripper"
Ella laughed and sniffed. "Rakim, I want to fall in love and be married one day. I can't do that up under you"
I groaned. "Ew. What is falling in love?"
She threw her tissue in the trash. "Shut up"
"Hold off for me, Ella. I got you"
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"Nem, you too young to get ya butt whipped. Is that why you try me like you do?"
She gurgled in her seat, talking to herself.
"Aye!"
She laughed and screeched. "Ah!"
I got out the car and took her inside with me.
She looked around at all the people. "Da?"
She was so close to my face that she was talking into my mouth.
"Nemiah, why are you so close?"
She dropped her head down on my chest and started talking to herself again.
"I think my baby's defective"
She tried to bite my chest.
"I am not your mother" I pulled her away from me.
The party planner appeared, and shook my hand. "Good evening, Rakim. I looked into everything that you wanted, and everything is booked"
"Good"
"Is that Royce?"
"No, this is his younger sister"
Nem screeched, and reached for a balloon.
I got it, and tied it to her wrist.
"She's beautiful"
"Thanks. I enjoyed making her" I smirked.
The lady pushed the cake sketches towards me, and I glanced at them before smiling. "Perfect, I want them huge."
She nodded. "Did you want this one life sized?"
I nodded my head. "Imma text you the dimensions"
Nem and I stood. I paid for the balloon, before dropping Nem off.
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"You...ain't.........right"
I had the chief of police down on her knees.
And I didn't even do nothing to initiate it.
Whatever this was, I could not break it off.
She had the whole police force standing behind me and my money.
I came down the back of her throat, and she stood, licking her lips.
All that was missing was the black couch.
She sat down at her desk. "Everything that you brought to my attention today will get cleared up"
"Thanks" I said.
She gave me a half smile. "Your turn is next"
"Huh?"
"Calm down. I didn't say today, but eventually"
She wasn't even that much older than me, but my mind immediately pictured old granny pussy.
I'll be damned if this lady makes me her bitch.
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