143 : Until the end of time ( Tay K story)

chapter three

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The next day

Tay

" I cant do that today ", i said then i shifted the phone to my left ear.

" And why the hell not ? ", Pops questioned me on the other line.

I got up from my bed and grabbed the duffle bag. I threw it down on the bed and begin looking through it.

" You know i got little man this week, you're gonna have to wait ", i told him.

" You cant drop him off at your mother's ? ", Pops asked. My parents still together but they just needed space from each other. So my mama got a condo that she's staying at right now.

" Im not about to do that, i don't really get to see Kenzo as it is ", i went into the closet and grabbed an extra pair of clothes.

" And who's fault is that Taymor ? ", i can feel pops glaring through the phone.

" Mine, i should've stopped being in this lifestyle the day i had him ", i sat the outfit inside and zipped up the bag.

" Wrong, its your fault for even having him in the first place. I can't believe you were being so careless and stupid. You know what we're up against and then you got that...that little whore pregnant ", Pops semi-yelled through the phone.

I took the phone away from my ear and looked at the screen wondering who the fuck he was talking to. I could hear him still talking shit on the other line. So i brought the phone back to my ear.

" -Yall not even together like i knew yall wouldn't, cant you see she just wanted your money? you really are stupid-"

" First of all dont talk about my child like that EVER in your fucking life. I don't care how much you dont like me, dont take it out on MY SON. Like i said earlier im not doing that shit today or any other day this week. Get Tre or somebody else to do it because im not ", i hung up the phone and threw it on the bed next to the bag.

He called my phone at five a clock this morning demanding me that i move this weight for him. After i told him yesterday when he did the same shit that i have Kenzo here with me. Obviously he dont care about none of the shit i was saying because what he was saying on the phone. Im never bringing my son around his ass. Ever.

After i put my shoes on i grabbed my phone and went down the hall to Kenzo's room. He was still sleeping in his bed. Checking the time seeing that it was eight a clock, i moved my hands over the bars and picked him up from the bed.

" Mornin' papa ", i smiled down at Kenzo.

He rubbed his eyes then he looked around confused. Once his eyes landed on me, he gave me a mean glare.

" You betta stop fuckin staring at me like that ", i told him. He continued to stare at me. It crazy how much he looks and acts just like me. I shook my head and walked to the bathroom.

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" Wassup nephew ", Santana went and took Kenzo from my hands. Kenzo just stared at him.

" Damn you mean just like yo daddy huh ", Santana said. Kenzo looked at me and put his arms out. I laughed while taking my son away from Santana. He placed his hand on his chest while his face held shock.

" Well excuse the fuck outta me ", Santana said then stepped to the side and let us in.

" Wassup with you sage ", i dapped Santana up with my free hand.

" Shit, just dealing with the bs with Ariana. You know how that go ", he responded.

" Wassup with that anyway bro ", i asked as i sat down on the sofa with Kenzo.