Normani,
We were laying on the couch and I just made a quick little meal for Dinah. Apparently she was on "break", but whatever. She was laying on my chest with her hands around my waist. I was running my hand through her hair and feeling the curl pattern. She has just got it cut a little bit and it looked so damn good.
"You should keep your hair like this." I whisper. I thought she was sleep.
"Mmm....."
"I know but I like it, and plus I can pull on it."
"Mhm, mmm, mm."
"Okay I'm sorry, I'm sorry go back to sleep." I peck her forehead.
I look at the TV as it plays baby boy. About fifteen minutes later my phone was ringing. I quickly reached for it to see who's calling me. It said Blevin. I start not to answer, but it could have been my kids calling.
"Hello?" I whisper.
"Mommy... I -I want home." I move Dinah off of me slightly.
"Why baby, where's daddy?"
"He's being mean and- and I no like it." I nod and start putting on some clothes.
"Put daddy on the phone for me okay." I hear her sniffle and she whispers a(n) okay.
"What Mani." He gave me attitude, so I gave it right back.
"Nigga you want to tell me why my daughter crying to me at ten o'clock when she should be sleep, but instead she's talking about she wants to come home?"
"Why you bugging? She good here, we having fun." This nigga think I'm stupid.
"Blevin don't play with me okay? My daughter doesn't take acting classes so I know she wasn't lying to me. I'm on my way to pick her up."
"That's not even necessary man. Just stay home with your lil toy." I let out a bitter chuckle. Jealous ass.
"Have my baby ready and if Alex want to come he can come too." I hang up the phone, not waiting for his response.
"We got a problem shawty? Why you getting dressed?" I look at Dinah who was sitting up slightly in the bed.
"Nothing baby girl just called and she wants to come home. Blevin is acting funny."
"Aight, Imma roll wit' ya."
"Dinah-" She gives me a look and I shut up, because she isn't changing her mind. We got dressed and headed to Blevin's.
"When I thought I was going to meet him, this isn't how I imagined." Dinah said in the passenger side. She had on a polo hoodie and the hood was covering her face. I laughed.
"Me either babe. Promise me you'll keep your temper in check." I reach over and grab her hand. She kissed my hand.
"I got you baby." I smile.
"Unless, he say some outta pocket shit" She said and I sigh.
After a while we pull up to his house and I advise Dinah to stay in the car. I knocked on the door and some woman answered it.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"I'm just here for my daughter. Where is she?"
"Oh you the one." She said and got an attitude.
"And you are...."
"I'm Synthia. You know, the one who replaced you." I rolled my eyes.
"You need to replace that syntheticness that you call hair, 'xcuse me." I go inside the house and I can hear her gasp.
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The Hustle
Fanfiction"Man, I got serious issues just like the next one, and I don't want to explain myself. Just know that, I got to do what I got to do." trust me, once you in, you in. It's tough to get out this game. You hear me?" "Yeah, I hear you." "Good, now wel...
