- Dior
I drove to MSN Deli, to get a bacon & turkey sandwhich for lunch. The store was working us like slaves today. I finished my order and sat down in one of the booths waiting for my stuff.
Wait, Guess who walked in.
I glanced up & laughed at my thoughts. I texted Dominoe to inform him.
To: Baby Father 👪❤️👶
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Your girlfriend is up at MSN.
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Our eyes met. She awkwardly smiled and began walking to where I was sitting. "Can I sit?" Latisha asked cautiously. I nodded and waited for her to speak. "Sooo?" I asked looking at my phone.
"Look I just want to say sorry, but thank you for understanding you know." She said looking down at the table twirling her finger around the top.
"Understanding what?" I asked.
"That me & Dominoe are both grown and still do what we do , you know" she said shrugging.
She caught my attention, raising my head and eyebrows I looked at her "How long did you wait since the blow up to hit him back up?" I asked playing nonchalant.
"Well truthfully we never stopped .. it was just awkward at first after. But then he said all was good with it. Nor did you hit me up on some beef so I accepted it." she said with a certain sound of clarity.
"Yea I feel it." I said getting up to grab my food & leave back to work.
"Bye" I said hoping in my car, flying to my job. I will handle this later.
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*9 h o u r s L a t e r*
- Dominoe
I unlocked Diors door. I missed my baby.. I still had some problems we needed to work out. I had to let her know daddy was back in charge.
My baby was sleep peacefully, she had her legs & bare manicure feet to her right on the couch. A half smoked blunt in the ash tray and a glass of moscato in her hand. She was asleep. I walked close to her face, only to see tear stains down it. I started to rub her arms "baby wake up" I said laughing at her look. She looked like a beautiful deer in headlights at first. I chuckled!
"Don't fucking touch me." she said narrowing her eyes and scooting away from me.
"The fuck? what's wrong mami?" I asked. She started tripping.
"Why do you always fuck up? I thought we were good. Your the one who wanted this .. this time. Why?" she said, beginning to break down and cry.
I tried to shush her. It didn't work, she was hurt! I'm glad Kavelle got Kimora or this would have been harder to deal with right now.
"Mamí what you talking about?" I asked rubbing her thighs. she had her head down silently crying.
"Latisha." was all she said. I was caught up. I fucked up!
"Baby stop tripping. It's some simple shit." I said trying to ease things over.
"Get out!" Dior said with force, finally lifting her head & staring me in my eyes.
"Your caught, no lying or denying. Get the fuck out of my house." She screamed. I wanted to fight for her... but she was so angry! She's at a point of no return. I humbly got up & accepted that I fucked up this time.
"Bitch, ass nigga." She mumbled under her breath, getting ready to light up the blunt.
"Bitch what?" I instantly got hot.
"You heard me... fuck you Dominoe. Go kill yourself!" She said with so much anger & spite.
Grabbing my gun from my waist, I put it to my chest.
"Nah, blood you kill me!" I said pissed off.
She looked scared, eyes wide. "Stop it Dominoe, that's not funny." She said her voice a lot lower than before.
"Why, ain't this what you said to do?" I asked un clipping the safety.
"Stop Dominoe I'm sorry." Dior pleaded. Eyes moist.
"Right, stop yurkin' your mouth. Stop playing with me like I'm some crab in these streets. Bitch I'll ruin your life, fuck out of here. Your just mad, hurt off my actions. But in the end blood we both know we ain't never gonna stop fucking with each other." I spit out. Voice calm & evil.
Diors dumb ass fucked up!
I walked out the door...

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