DeVante Swing
August 25th, 2001
Los Angeles, California
"It's okay.." I say while hovering over Khylé's crib. She just turned one August 2nd. That was fast as fuck.
She was currently crying out of control and I was stressed out especially since Nyla isn't at home right now.
She's been working on her music video for her song "Rock The Boat" and she's currently in the Bahamas.
Her self titled album came out last month and she's been grinding nonstop. I am proud of her but I feel like a damn stay at home father.
And I can't operate under pressure and Khylé was crying her entire eyes out. I don't know why she was crying for. I fed her, changed her diapers, rocked her to bed, and gave her my unconditional love. Children really don't appreciate shit.
I picked her up from inside the crib and held her close. Her little head laid against my shoulder and I walked with her towards the house phone.
"Can you stop crying? For daddy? Please." I say in despair as I begin to shake her for her to calm down.
I picked up the phone and I began to dial Nyla.
"Hello?" Her voice says through the phone and I sigh.
"Khylé misses you." I say and I could hear her smile.
"I miss my baby too. Is she okay?" She asks and I smack my lips.
"No she's not. She won't stop crying. All she does is cry. I can't handle all this noise." I say and she laughs.
"Its what babies do and you're a whole ass musician but can't handle noise? Tuh." She says and I sigh.
"Music sounds better than this shit. But I can't wait to see you on Saturday." I say
"Actually... we finished wrapping up rock the boat early. I was gonna stay a little to enjoy the Bahamas but I gotta get home to my babygirl. Especially since she's in a frenzy." She says and I begin to smile.
"Thank you Jesus!" I yell and she laughs.
"I'm currently packing up my suitcases and shit so I should be home by tonight. I'm not flying commercially... they have this like small private plane here. I'm gonna go head on that one so I could be here faster." She says and I rub my face.
"Small plane?" I ask
"Yeah." She says and I begin to feel somewhat weird.
"You don't have to rush to get home... I'll handle babygirl. At least I'll try." I say
"Nah don't even worry about it. I've been working non stop anyways. I need to be home with you. I miss you a lot." She says and I smile.
"I miss you more. But i just don't want you to feel as if you're rushed."
"I don't feel that way so don't even worry about it. I'll call you later when I'm about to board the plane De." She says and I do a deep inhale.
"Ok." I say and she hangs up the phone.
Khylé currently fell asleep on my shoulder and I gently removed her from my shoulder and put her back in the crib located across our bedroom.
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HAZEL 2 ➝ D.SWING x AALIYAH.
Fanfic[if you haven't read Hazel don't click on this story until you have] This is a continuation of the love story of Nyla-Janae Jones and DeVante Swing four years later after departing from each other in the summer of 1990.
