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The headboard knocked against the wall, her legs were propped up in the air. He moved his hips in circular motion in and out of her. She gasped clutching onto his shoulder.
The two had been going at it all night and now the sun was coming up. Shamar sat at the edge of the bed with a towel wrapped around him. Bree used the bed sheets to cover her exposed body "That was.... long." She mumbled. He nodded lifting up from the bed, he slipped into the pair of briefs that was on the floor.
"You're leaving?" She knitted her eyebrows together. He slided under the covers shaking his head "Nah I ain't leavin', I don't want ya' sista' comin' up in hea' while I'm naked." Bree's mind traced back to Riley she had forgotten all about her but she still didn't regret what she did "I got rid of her." She spoke.
He furrowed his eyebrows "Huh? You killed ha'?" His eyes widened. She chuckled slapping his arm "Shamar, No I didn't kill her. But we got into it and she had to go... she's pregnant by my ex boyfriend." She mumbled the last part. "Crazy." Shamar shook his head "How that going fa' you?" he eyed her. "How's what going for me?"
"Y'know havin' ya' lil sista' out there like that.. pregnant..." he trailed off "Y'know whea' she at?" She froze for a minute before shaking her head "I don't care about her where abouts, Riley and I have been through alot together and still she keeps stabbing me in the back." She spoke. "I put my life on hold because of her and I'm tired of doing that."
Shamar sighed looking up at the ceiling "Can I have ya' opinion on somethin'?" He eyed her. "Mhm." She nodded rubbing her hand against his chest. "Lanique told me that Kay isn't my son an-" she cut him off "Hold on when did this happen?" He let out a breath "Couple weeks na'." He shrugged. "I know that's hard for you."
He shifted over on his side facing her "Yea I ain't see that shit comin' but I had to keep it movin'." He tensed up just by thinking about his situation with Kay. Bree cleared her throat "It's ok you don't have to tell me you're over it when you're not." She spoke. "I wanted to ask if you think that I should still try to be in his life."
"Personally, if I were you yes I would still be a father figure in his life or atleast try to be one. Kay's young all he knows is that you're his dada, he doesn't understand what's going on between you and Lanique." Shamar nodded taking in what she said. "You ever just wanna get away?"
"Ofcourse, I tried to run away once." She mumbled. He eyed her "How old were you?" He asked. "Twenty." She muttered. "Twenty? What was you runnin' away from girl?" He chuckled. "When I was that age I went through alot I lost so many people that were important to me Shamar." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "Errybody go through shit but you can't give up, you gotta keep it pushin' A'ight?"
Bree nodded "Ok but starting over and moving somewhere else still sounds nice."
