Pain's Worth IT

€hapter 39-Broken Hearted

° Worth IT °

€hapter- Broken Hearted

Unfortunately people can't seem to get off my case, They stay sucking on my air. I can't deal with all these shenanigans and rumors about me and worse thing is. .. They even involving my babies. That shit don't slide.

As always my Twitter followers stay telling me things and what's popping, but today I can hardly figure it out. I have people tagging me and telling me 'What's up with Q and the babies?'. Like what is that supposed to mean?

I was literally trying to find the original link, but with all these other links popping in my face, its impossible.

Lyric was playing with my iPad while baby Quayon was crawling around, trying to take the squeaky bone from Zero. He is almost 1, only two more months to go. I love my babies to death and all in all, I'm happy that I do have them.

Lyric came up to me with Quay crawling at a fast pace behind her. I already shifted my attention from my phone to them once I saw them heading towards me.

"Mommy, I want a sandwich" she nodded with the iPad cuddled in her arms. "aaand Apple juice"

"You don't want no chips or cookies after? Just what you asked for?" I said placing my phone down on the dining room table.

She nodded her head "Umhmm. The baby want it too"

I walked into the kitchen holding onto the front of my long, dark blue sundress. She took the ingredients she loved in her sandwiches out of the fridge while I set up her favorite plate and cup.

"Mommy?" She said putting the ham and roast beef slices on the counter.

I took two slices of whole grain bread out of the bag, placing them on the plate. "Yea baby"

"Why do daddy leave? He never stay no more" she pouts as she adds the meat to the bread.

I was trying to find the right words to tell a four year old girl. Why wasn't he home? Well first of all we are not dating, we have nothing going on. He chose his path and I chose mines.

I spread the mayo on the other half and added her favorite toppings. I placed the chips on the side of her plate then poured her juice.

A few seconds later I heard the front door open and shut. Already knowing who it is, Lyric plunges forth out the kitchen. I didn't go ahead and see for myself, but I did fix Quayon a little snack which took about six minutes.

I walked out with both plates in my hand quietly, but then settled them down on the dining room table. I was going to hand it over to my babies, but what I was seeing was absurd.

I walked up to him quickly snatching the cotton swabs from his hand.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I said a bit angry as I lightly pushed his head. "You always come back and do this".

He got up from his squat to his regular stance. "Fuck you mean?"

"Why are you taking samples of my babies?" I held the swabs firmly in my hand. "Didn't you already have enough from the past two weeks?"

"These ain't my damn kids, that's why!" He slowly came up to me with rage "You still out there fucking Carmelo and you expect me to believe these mines? Naw" he did the Drake hands.

I was honestly so hurt by the words that were coming out of his mouth. How could he be so gullible? Of course, I bet this was the Twitter trend they sent out a few days ago, but I already knew what was up.

With so much rage running through my body because of his onwards stupidity ; the palm of my hand landed roughly against his cheek. I wanted to scream so bad.