Dreams

8.

Luke

"Eighteen hundred dollars?!" I questioned.

"Yes Luke! If you wanted to know if this baby was yours or not then you'll do what it takes to find out." Yannah nagged in my ear after telling me the price of the paternity test.

"Yeah what ever. They doing it today?"

"Yes but the results won't be back until maybe two to three days or two to three weeks. It all depends."

"Thats to damn long." I sighed rubbing my hand down my face. "I'll be there in a minute man." I said, hanging up the phone.

Dialing my dad's number I walked out and went to my car.

"Yeah son?" He answered.

"Aye pops you got bout three hundred on you?" I asked pulling off.

"For what boy?"

"The test." I mumbled, somewhat ashamed.

I knew my dad was disappointed in me for even possibly getting this girl pregnant. I shouldn't have even went in without protection. But that's just my dumb ass not being realistic.

"Bring yo ass on." He sighed.

"Aight." Hanging up the phone I made my way to my parents house. After ten minutes of riding I pulled up in my parent's yard and saw my mother tending to her plants.

"Hey momma." I said walking over to her and giving her a hug and kiss.

"Hey baby. How you doing?" She asked watering the roses.

"I'm alright momma." I assured her after seeing her eyebrows furrow.

"Okay now." She shook her head. "Your daddy in there watching tv." She said and I nodded walking up the few steps.

Walking in the front door, I spotted my dad in the living room watching Impractical Jokers.

"Wassup Pops." I said standing next to him by the couch and dapping him up.

"Here nigga. Call me when you get the results." He said handing me four hundred dollar bills.

"Thanks pop. You know you the first one ima call." I nodded and got ready to leave.

"Your sister claim she fucking around with some nigga."

"Chrissy?" I frowned seeming that I already knew how she got down.

"Nah." He answered bluntly.

"London?" I asked, very surprised. The last nigga she was with didn't last two seconds.

"Yeah. She got mad at me because I said if I didn't approve of him then it was over. Left dinner and shit." He shook his head. "I almost knocked her damn head off."

"I mean that's just the truth. Nine times out of ten the nigga ain't shit so he gone have to step." I said growing a bit angry. " Ima head over there when I'm done with this." I said leaving. "Love you." I yelled as I walked out.

Not seeing my momma again as I left, I figured she was in the back handling the garden.

"This girl got me fucked up." I sighed thinking about London as I pulled off toward Yannah's apartment.

Dialing her number, she picked up on the the third ring. "Hello."

"I'm on the way." I said and hung up.

Being that she didn't live far from my parents I was at her house in less than five minutes. I blew the horn and waited for her to come out. After five minutes of waiting I finanly saw a nigga coming out of the house zipping his pants as she hugged him.