"BITCH ON MY MOMMA , IMMA RING YO FUCKIN NECK YOU PLAYING GAMES WITH MY SON. YO STANK HOE ASS. OPEN THIS MOTHA FUCKIN DOOR NOW , OR SWEAR ON MY SONS LIFE , IM SKINNING YOUR ASS ALIVE. YOU DUMB TRYFLIN ASS HOE. IT BETTA NOT BE NO NIGGAS IN THEIR EITHER AROUND MY FUCKING SON BITCH. OR THATS YO LIFE.
I was sitting outside of scooby babymama house. He trying to pick up my baby scooter , because today is scooby's day to spend time with scooter. The dumb tramp wont answer the door. She just mad that scooby dont want her infested ass.
When we were sixteen scooby met Abigel. They started hanging out more often. He catered to her every need. Designer clothes. Taking her shopping. Suprised dates. He did everything for that girl. He loved her.
One night scooby wanted to suprise her. He walked in her house the door was unlocked.
She was getting flipped in every different position known to man kind, by two different niggas.
Scooby flipped.
She begged cryed and pleaded for scooby to take her back. Scooby wasnt having it.
She even use to stop by the trap , and try to ease her way back to scooby.I even had to beat her ass one time. The bitch is delusional.
Two months after the break up. She called scooby talking about she was pregnant. We all had our doubts.
Until my handsome god baby was born. When he was born we all were shocked. Scooter was a spitting image of scooby. Scooby couldnt deny him if he wanted to.
Here he is five years later going through the same bull shit. Its a never ending cycle.
She finally opened the door , with my baby scooter dressed with his spiderman back pack on.
"You better bring my fucking son back. Im not playing scooby. With yo bitch made ass." She saide hiding behind that door.
Scooby had that look in his eyes.
That bitch better be lucky she was hiding behind that door , or scooby would have snapped her ass in two.
"Bitch shut yo hoe ass up talkin' to me , miss me with that fu fu shit."
Scooby looked at her with disgust. shit , who wouldn't ?
Scooter ran to the car , I swear I love this little boy like I birth him myself.
Scooby put scooter in the car. Scooby got into the driver seat and we pulled off.
"Auntie I start kindergarten next week."
"Thats good , and how about this friday Imma pick you up and you can chill with auntie , aight ?"
"Im excited for this weekend. Daddy is taking me shopping , so I can stay fly and brand new with some new fits" Scooter said smiling from the back seat.
Thats my baby. He act so much likr scooby its scary. When scooter is not around. Scooby is cold and dark. Like a black whole in a white wall , you cant see or figure him out. But when scooter is around , I can get a chance to hang around the scooby I grew up with.
Thr calm funny chill one. But somewhere down the line , he became cold hearted , he started dropping bodies left and right. Not caring about families or kids that are parent less. He will cop a body with no remorse. Emotionless.
"Kage called me this morning looking for you. He said you wasnt answering his calls. What's that shit about ?"
I know one day scooby was going to kind of suspect something. Im going to have to tell him. I just wasnt hoping now. I dont know where we stand. Or what we are. The situation is so confusing. Its confusing me. I have no reason to be mad. But I feel like I should be. Should I ?
