A Daddy's World (Urban/New Adult)

Chapter 4

Tyshawns eyes fell on Dreia, his son still in his arms.

"Woman. Why aren't you answering your fuckin' phone? Is one text or call, just to let me know my son is good, too much to ask of you!? Plus why the fuck was my Lil' Ty downstairs, on the couch, all by himself!? Alone!? If you can't watch him, like a mother should then put him in daycare like we've been talking about, Dreia." He breathed out after finishing his interrogative rant. He had much more to say to her, but after seeing the look on her face, he decided to hold his tongue because he wasn't exactly sure of which direction to go in from here.

He barged into her house while she was using the toilet and he was arguing with her with his son in his hand, plus he wasn't sure if she was breaking things off with him or not.

Dreia didn't respond how he'd assumed she would. She barely responded with words, she just rolled her eyes and began spraying the room with Lysol air freshener again. "I can watch OUR son just fine, alright? But I am not bringing him in the bathroom with me while I'm on my period! And he knows how to sit on the couch and watch T.V. He's not 4 months old no more. Now. Can you excuse me!" She scowls at him and Ty growls right back at her, ignoring her hand signals that told him to get the hell out of the bathroom. If anything, it made him even angrier that she couldn't see a problem arising from her actions.

"I don't give a fuck if he is four months, eleven months or five years old, Dreia! He shouldn't be alone by himself for that long! You need to tell me why you're avoiding me, Dreia, and keeping me away from my son. Now."

Tyshawn realized that he might be overstepping boundaries with Dreia and Lil Ty, but that isn't what was occupying his mind at that moment. He was tired of letting her take control of everything in their relationship. No, not tired. Done. He was done with letting her be in control. He wasn't about to let her off the hook for leaving their son alone on the couch just because she was in the bathroom. She could have taken Lil Ty upstairs with her at least, he thought to himself.

Dreia, on the other hand, wasn't complying with him at all, she finished her business in the bathroom while the boys were right there in front of her. She decided not to give a fuck anymore. Both Tyshawn and Lil Ty had been inside of what she has down there, she silently reminds her self.

When she finally looks ay Tyshawn, she can already tell that she's about to get cussed out. Truth be told, she wants him to yell at her and cuss her out. Dreia had been cheating on Ty for over a week with a friend of hers, and the nigga she's having sex with is still in her house, in her bedroom.

She watched the guy, Trent, go down the steps while the boys stared her down like she had grown two heads.

She hoped that once Ty picks another fight with her, he'll be able to sneak out of the front door, quietly.

Dreia was always bad with confrontation, so she never chooses to fight with Tyshawn.

Instead, she purposely annoys him with petty, dumb and easily avoidable situations so that maybe he'll leave her alone for good one day.

Shit, she wouldn't mind if he even decided to take care of their son for good. She can easily care for a child, but she believes that her years should be provoked to expose her young and sexy.

She always thinks of how different things would be if she never got involved with Ty.

There's a lot she could be doing, other than taking care of some nigga's Jr. who still lives with his damn mother, she always tells her friends.

She loves him but she never meant to get pregnant by him.

Lucky for Dreia, he zaps out on her immediately, giving her exactly what she wants now.

"DREIA ANSWER MY FUCKING QUESTION!" Tyshawn puts his son down and takes another step into the bathroom, his anger got the best of him and he was ready to smack the fuck out of the other bitch in the room. "I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL SMACK THE SHIT OUT YOUR DUMB ASS FOR YOU IF YOU DON'T START SPEAKING ON WHY THE FUCK I HAVEN'T SEEN MY SON THIS WEEK, BITCH." Tyshawn completely lost his marbles. All he wanted was an explanation as to why she was being short with him but instead, she gave him her ass to kiss.

"Tyshawn you're overreacting as usual! Quit yelling at me!" She ignores his threat and pushes past him to step out of the now claustrophobic bathroom. She stops at the hall closet to spray herself with some perfume since she had just done her dirty business.

"Ty I have nothing to say to you. Until you get your shit in order, I don't have shit to say." She shrugs and walks down the steps with Ty and Lil Ty right on her heels.

Dreia smiled a creepy smile, knowing he can't see her face because she felt victory after successfully removing her side piece from the family occasion. She goes into the kitchen to clean up the mess she'd left earlier. Starting with the cereal and doing the dishes. Tyshawn plays with little Ty and apologizes to him for yelling at his mother.

Dreia doesn't speak much. She mostly ignores them while she finishes the dishes. When she begins mopping the floor, Tyshawn opens the fridge and takes out a chocolate cake, cutting himself a large piece and placing it back in its spot on the shelf. He walks into the living room, sots on the couch, puts his feet on the table and starts gobbling, actually gobbling every piece. He shares some with Lil Ty, too.

When Tyshawn is finished, he sits the plate on the table that his feet are occupying. He waits for Dreia to join them so that they can sit down together and truly talk shit out.

He can already see exactly how the conversation is going to go.

She's going to tell him he needs to get his own place. He'll say he knows that already and they'll probably end up fucking. Then, he'll keep his son with him for a couple of days. What Tyshawn really wants is for her to tell him that she's cheating on him. She thinks he's blind, but he's got eyes in the back of his head and he actually saw the nigga Dreia's fucking in the bathroom mirror when he walked down the hall, before he even reached the hallway steps.

The nigga was about six-two, so it wouldn't have been hard to miss him, if all Ty got was his shadow, but Tyshawn isn't dumb, so he knows she won't confess to him. It wont stop the anxiety from flowing to his brain, though. He'll be waiting for her to tell him the truth. It's going to be the only thing he can think about until she does, or until his patience can't tolerate her cheating ass anymore.

It didn't surprise him when he noticed how she began spraying air freshener when his his big ass approached and crept the down the steps. He knows she was fucking another nigga with their son on the couch. He just doesn't know how, or when to bring it up. He wants her to say it.

Really, he wants to flee the city with his son and leave that bitch without a quarter or a pot to piss in, but he has to get his own pot first.

He can smell a grimy bitch now.

Things ended up going exactly as Ty had planned in his head. After he left Dreia's house, he strapped Lil Ty in his car and drove off of their block.

On his way home, he got a text from Ma Steph.

Can I borrow 150. The gas bill was high as shit this month, baby.

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