Be My Girl

Chapter 15~ Feelings on E

Khalil(shown above)
I woke up to loud music coming from the kitchen. Something was cooking and it smelled good. I put on my slides and head downstairs.

Sure enough, when I got to the kitchen London had a buffet of breakfast over the table. I'm talking about grits, bacon, pancakes...everything basically. I was kinda weirded out because after Ally's death this was the last thing I thought she would be doing.

She had on a white see through crop top and some booty shorts. Damn she was fine as hell. "London what made you fix all this?" I say circling my hand around all the food.

She turns around from them cooking and i see she had some red puffy eyes indicating that she had been crying last night. "It's for us and good morning to you too. Damn I don't even get a hey or thank you for the food."

"Hey baby." I say with as much enthusiasm as possible. She smiles and runs up on my lap showering me with kisses. While kissing me she kept moving back and forth on me and it was kinda turning a nigga on. I grab her waist because if she kept it up then I might take her on this kitchen counter. "Wassup?" I say wondering why she was actually not catching attitudes and being nice.

Her smiles fades and she gets serious. "Do you mind taking me to the mall because they have a big sale that I don't want to miss."

Oh now I see what her sneaky ass  was trying to do. All of these nice gestures were so I could do what she wants. I ain't feel like clowning her ass about it though. Her and I have been doing shockingly good. We weren't together but I liked the status that we were at and she hasn't filed a complaint either. I don't mess with none of these girls and she better not be having no boy on the side.

"I see you trying to finese a nigga but I'll take you." I say laughing
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At the store I let London go on by herself. I couldn't do all that heel and shirt shopping. That girl be taking like 2 hours just for one shirt..AND THEN STILL DOESNT BUY IT. I decided to go into the shoe store to find some Jordans.

I ask the worker where a specific pair of shoes were and he showed them to me in no time, I sat down on a bench to see if it fit when a small hand taps me.

I turn around and see a little boy who looks no more than 2, attempting to walk on the bench. "Wassup little man." I scoot over to give him some room to sit. He still couldn't get up so I help him.

"Where your mama at little man?" I ask but all he does is giggle.

"Josh where are you." A female voices calls out. The boy wasn't answering though. Since the lady kept calling I decided to let her know he was good.

"He's right here." I call out. The mysterious lady comes down the isle.

When I see her face my whole mood changes. It was Asia. What the hell she doing here for and who kid is this.

Her expression meets mine and she quickly regains her composure. "Hey Khalil."

"Wassup" I say putting the shoe back. It goes silent for s few moments and I look back and forth at the child.

He didn't look like me at all but you know looks can be deceiving. I guess Asia noticed my anxiety.

"It's not your child." Asia says. "It's not even mine. This is my nephew."

I start to relax. Not because of the baby but because of who I would've had to co parent with.

"Well okay." I'll see you later. I try to leave but she grabs my arm pulling me back closer to her.

"Listen please hear me out one time. You keep playing with me. How much does it take for me to get my daddy back?" She says seductively as she tries to rub her hands on my manhood.

I couldn't believe this girl. She was really about to do this in front of the child. I would never do London like that. Asia was not in my interests anymore and she had to accept that whether she liked it or not.

"Asia getcho ass on before i smack you in front of all these people." I say a little louder than intended but I meant every word.

One of the workers approach me. "Excuse me sir but I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I didn't even care. I was mad That Asia had no respect for me or my girl.

"With pleasure." I say walking out.

I leave and approach London who was sitting on the bench looking a little sad so I go over there to mess with her for a bit.

I try pushing her and tickling her but she doesn't even flinch. "Move Khalil I'm not in the mood."
What did I do? I look at her eyes and see it's puffy indicating that she's been crying.

"What's wrong?" I say a little concerned. Ever since Ally's death she had been moody so that's what I thought it was.

Instead of responding she just gets up and goes to the car. The ride home is silent. Whenever I try to talk to her or ask her what's wrong she just give me short dry answers.

When I get home she rushes upstairs for some reason so I just go in the kitchen and find something to eat.

I hear stuff being thrown down the stairs so I rush to see what all the commotion was.

When I get to the staircase I see most of my
Clothes and my bag at the bottom of the steps. At the top I could see London coming in and out of our room throwing my stuff out silently.

"Aye what the fuck yo?" I say running up the stairs