I've Changed For You

Chapter 9 :

Ashlynn POV

I've DECIDED not to talk to Layla. I'm just tired of her playing with my heart , it's only so much a girl can take ya know. I've dealt with her bs for years , hoes is all she knew. She blew up my phone hoping for a response , but no. It's time I do me.

Rolling over in my bed on this beautiful Saturday , I just knew I woke up on the right side of the bed. It's 8:30 and I don't hear the tv so I knew Karion was still asleep. I got up washed my face , brushed my teeth and started on breakfast. "Good morning mommy." Karion said yawning and rubbing his eyes. "Good morning baby , what do you wanna eat for breakfast?" I asked. "Ummm , cereal." He replied running to the living room turning on the tv. When cartoons are on this boy don't hear or see nothing else. Watching him just zoned out into the show , all I could do was smile. I must have been smiling too hard because he looked at me curiously. "Mommy , why you smiling? You like this show too?" He asked. "No , I was just looking at you and thinking." I said. "Welllllll , I'm thinking too." He shot back. Looking strangely I replied "oh really , about what?" I had to brace myself for what he was going to say next. "about daddy , why don't she love us?" He asked. Confusing as this sound I was anger and hurt all in one. "Why do you think daddy don't love us?" I asked sitting down next to him. "She doesn't watch cartoons with me , take me to the park or do none of the old stuff." He sadly said. "Karion..... Baby , it's not that she don't love us she love you so much." "It's just that--" He cuts me off "Well she always makes you sad and cry. I hear you every night mommy."😢

L.A. POV

Leaving the warehouse , Ciara hit me up wanting to talk. Ugh , damn I've been trying to avoid her ass. It's something sneaky and untrustworthy about that girl. She just give off a vibe , but I agreed to meet her at the diner to see what's up.

Riding through the Met , 12 stay deep so I double backed to the crib to drop my package off. Pigs won't catch me dirty , and snakes will never catch me slippin'. Pulling up in my driveway , I rushed in the house to freshen up and head out putting on some "simple , not interested clothes". I stepped out in some cargos , a Miami Heats shirt with the socks and snapback to match , and Jordan slides. I grabbed my keys , locked up the crib and jumped in the Chevy.

*15 mins later*

Turning into the diner , Ciara texted me asking where I was. "Pulling up" I texted back before sliding my phone into my pocket. I walked inside and she signaled for me to come sit at the booth across from her. "Hey baby!" She said greeting me with a tight hug. "Hey Ciara." I responded dryly. I truly didn't wanna be here , but ima hear her out. "Dang that's the kind of hey I get after you ain't called or texted me in a month?" She asked. Strangely looking at her "What did we have to talk about?" I asked kind of annoyed. "Us.... We need to work on us." She said. "Us? , to be honest I'm not looking for a relationship. I told you this from day one!" I replied looking disgusted. "What? , so you get some pussy and cut a bitch off?!" She said yelling causing heads to turn towards us. "Man girl you need to calm down causing scenes and shit!" I said getting angry. "Hello my name is Nina , I'll be serving you today. Can I get y'all anything?" The waiter asked looking from me to Ciara then back at me again. "I'll take Mountain Dew-- and I'll take lemonade!" Ciara said rudely cutting me off. "Will that be all?" Nina asked smiling. "Yes , thank you." I replied. Sipping on my drink , Ciara mugged me the whole time while talking me to death. Saved by the bell , my phone started ringing. Taking it out my pocket studying the screen , trying to figure out who was calling from a private number I answered "Hello"