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Shamar sat on the couch thumbing through the roll of hundreds that he had in his pocket from the other night. Kay giggled laying on Laya's lap "Kay stop being so goofy and sit still so that I can fix your hair." Laya huffed. "Sheesh, you go out with that much money?" Laya eyed her brother.
He shrugged "None of ya' business li' girl." He chuckled stuffing the wand of cash in his pocket. She glared at him before adverting her attention back to kay's hair. Shamar pulled up his pants pealing the fridge open "It's boring as shit." He muttered rubbing his hand over his stomach. "And I'm hungry as shit." He mumbled scanning the fridge for anything that he liked.
He closed the fridge and began rummaging inside of the pantry "Man who ate all the damn fruit roll ups and left the fuckin' empty box in hea'?" He spoke. "Kay and I." Laya chuckled. "Man what is you laughin' fa' shit ain't even funny." He kissed his teeth. "You can go out buy snacks or food whatever you want no one's stopping you bro." Laya spoke.
Bree sighed flipping through the envelopes of different Bills she had. "I hate this." She muttered. "Why don't you just let Drake pay for it? Isn't he like your walking check." Riley giggled. "I can pay my own bills and what the fuck is your problem Ri'?" She furrowed her eyebrows placing her hands on her waist.
"I don't have a problem sis I'm just saying." She shrugged. Bree rolled her eyes letting out a breath "Riley?" Riley's eyebrows knitted together, she eyed her sister "What Bree?" Bree side eyed her "What's going with you and jayceon?" Riley kissed her teeth "We're together do you have a problem with that?"
"No not really.." She trailed off. "It's just that you're my sister and you're not supposed to.. you know what forget it." She had given up on Riley. What sense did it make lecturing her if she didn't care. Riley shrugged flipping through random Instagram videos "That's what I thought." She mumbled low enough for only her to hear.
Kay sat on Shamar's arm clutching onto his shoulder. "Let's see who callin' daddy off this strange numba'." He mumbled leaning against the car. He pressed the phone against his ear. "Hello?" A soft voice projected through the phone. "Who dis?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"Hey um Shamar, Its Maria the girl from the other night." She mumbled. She was embarrassed, she didn't usually do the one nightstand thing and the one time she did she screwed up. "Who? Maria?" He scratched his head trying to put pieces of his memory together "OH, Maria wazzam?"
"I took a pregnancy test the other day.." she trailed off. "And its positive." She blurted out. His body tensed up, he couldn't imagine having another child right now especially with a girl that he didn't know. "Hello?" She spoke. "Yea I'm still hea', uh I'm with my son right na' can we talk about this in person?"
"Um sure where and when do you wanna meet." He shook his head pausing for a second "The same place you can say when." She sniffled shaking her head "Can we meet tonight if that's ok." He nodded "A'ight text me whateva', bye." He hung up. He sighed staring at his son this was all a mistake.
Bree jogged down the stairs she smiled walking towards the silver dodge. "Hey cutie." She smiled waving at Kay. "Sorry I took long I had to help Jaden with something." She spoke. "Coo'." He spoke dryly. Bree knitted her eyebrows he seemed off for some odd reason "You good?" She eyed him.
"Yea." He muttered "Uh watchu tryna get into today?" He pulled the backseat door open. "I don't know maybe we can just go out somewhere to eat that's kid friendly, maybe pizza at an arcade." Shamar nodded strapping kay in the carseat "A'ight."
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Bree yucked the puff coat off of the bed throwing it on. She was irritated after spending the day with Shamar just for him to ignore her. She really liked him until today. She plucked her phone from the charger exiting the bedroom. She exited the apartment jogging down the stairs. The gray BMW sat outside the complex.
She flipped her hair strutting towards the car. He smirked chewing on a piece of gum, he leaned over in his seat slightly pushing the door open. "Why you lookin' around like that? You got a boyfriend on me?" He chuckled eyeing the gold Rolex on his hand. "I don't want your girlfriend showing up at my house that's all." She chuckled shutting the door. He squeezed her thigh "Can I have a kiss?"
The two sat at a table staring at each other for over a minute. "I'm scared." She blurted out. "Like I'm only nineteen what am I going to do with a baby, that's a huge responsibility." She spoke. He nodded agreeing with her "Tell you tha' truth my son is only two years old I'm not ready for another kid." She nodded "What are we gonna do?" She eyed him. "I don't really like the idea of an abortion but if that's what you wanna do I'm coo'." He spoke. "That's a tough decision."
"Look, how about we schedule an appointment at a doctor's office and go from there?"
