24 Hours ♥

Chapter IIII

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( Dexter P.O.V )

I rubbed my eyes. As i felt a woman layed up on me. I woke up. I had just slept with a girl name Brittany. I smirked to myself in my mind. It wasnt my first one night stand. It was just my first time waking up with my one night stand sober. I wasn't drunk, nor was i drinking that night. The first night I woke up to a hoe, layed up on me with her arm, and head rested on my chest. I remembered everything from last night, even her name. Twenty four hours, and i was in her presence still.

She was beautiful. I admit that. I admit she had some bomb ass pussy that i still remember from last night. I rolled up out of the bed. As she rolled over, and continued to sleep.

I picked up my pants, and grabbed my phone out the pocket. I had 78 missed calls. I called my mother back to see what she wanted, and to check on my daughter.

"Yo? Wassup Ma? Whats wrong?" i said calmly. Trying to not wake Brittany up.

"Naw, Your daughter wanted to know where her father was, because he didnt tuck her in." she said. Irritated, and Arrogant.

"Ard, she still sleep? Im on my way soon." i said reassuring her.

"Where you? I told you about messing around with them ratcheet ass hoes Dex.." she said. All annoyed.

"Mom chill! Im on my way. Bye" interrupting her. I hung up.

I stood up to see Brittany sitting up on the bed. Staring me down.

"You have a child?" she said. Not surprised.

"Yep." i said. Sounding like the happiest father on the planet.

"Does she look like her mom, or her dad?" she asked. All curious. She stood up fully naked.

Turning me on as i looked at her body. Shawty had a body like a benz.

I quickly held my hands in front of my manhood. As it awoke itself. I itched my head thinking why the fuck did i say her body was like a benz, when i wouldnt be in a benz. I use to be a fucking drug lord, until i got out or so i think ..

"Damn boy. Eiffle tower dick ass. It curls up to. You have a hook dick!" laughing. She placed her hands on her mouth as she threw me my boxers. She started to place her clothes on.

I put my clothes on. We both proceeded to walk out the door. I checked out the hotel. We got outside.

"You need a ride?" i asked.

"Naw, i can walk. Iguess this is it?" she stared into my eyes.

"Yeah, well ard. Take care of yourself." i rubbed my eyes.

She was different in her own little way. She actually decided to walk. Damn, she was a smart girl. Quite Independent. I turned around. Heading to my car, and getting in. Starting the engine to my mothers house.

30 Minutes Later.

I pulled up in front of my moms house. I opened the door to smell some breakfast. My mom was in the kitchen with her gospel music on.

"Hey ma!" i waved at her.

"She upstairs sleep." she waved me off.

I proceeded up the steps to my little princess room. Belle was a wild ass sleeper. Her covers were on the floor. Her legs were every which way. She slobbed. It made my life complete, but Brittany had me thinking. I never really could tell whether Belle looked like me or Coco. I stared at her. Trying to figure out, but she didnt have my hair, nor my eyes, or feel, or nothing. Not even my habits.

I went downstairs.

"Aye ma, i have a serious question." i asked in a harsh tone.

"Yes boy?" she asked in arrogance.

"Do you think Belle look, or act like me?"

She dropped her fork onto her plate, and Wiped her mouth with a napkin. She ignored me, then she opened her mouth.

"Where did that come from?" she seemed surprised. Her eyes widened.

"Was asking your opinion?" i responded.

"Well, do you think she looks like you? flipping the question.

"I want a DNA test." i said quickly. Not thinking.

"Now be prepared for all options. Be prepared for how that might change your life, and How that will change Belle's life. Think on this one. she reassured me, but I couldnt figure out what to do.

It was clear to me that Belle might not be mine, but I was their her whole life. I didnt even care. I didnt want a DNA test. It was pointless. I brushed it off.

Belle interrupted my thoughts. As i saw her peeking beteeen the rails on the stairs. I went to the steps. Picking her up. Today Coco wanted her back, so i got her ready.

Taking Belle upstairs. She rubbed my face. I put het in the bath. I washed her up, and dried her off. Lotioned her up. Put her draws on, and put on her burberry outfit, and brushed her hair.

"Where your Burberry shoes mami?" i asked her.

"Over there daddy." she pointed.

I put her shoes on. She ate her breakfast, and we were out the house. I put her in the backseat of the car in her seat.

I was on my way to Coco house again. Man, that crazy bitch.

30 Minutes Later.

We pulled up to Coco house. I went to grab my daughter. When i saw my nigga Nut. They called him Nut, because he nut in any bitch. He fucked with no condoms.

"Man wassup bruh?" he dapped me up.

"Ain't shit. Bringing Belle to baby mom's. Wassup with them bitches sniffing the Co in the joint last week?" i said.

"I sold all that shit with one phone call! Dont worry boss. We got the shits. We taking care of the shit." he said shaking.

"Yeah, or a B U L L E T going through y'all niggas skull. Now get the fuck outta here." i said. No hard feelings. All business.

I grabbed Belle hand. Walking up to Coco house, until i saw my old thot bitch Kelly. I kept walking. I knew something wasnt right. I saw a tented all black Ford driving slow, and look down at my daughter. The windows slowly came down, and a gun was placed out the window. I pushed my daughter onto the sidewalk as a bullet flew into Kelly head, her face, and another one in my left arm, and The car pulled off. I heards screams from my baby girl. Everybody came out their apartments to see. I heard Coco screams, and my baby girl laying her head on my head saying "Wake up, daddy" and in my head I was praying that i woke up for her to...