Drake Imagines

Life is Good

Drake POV

"Yo future grab me that rack right there," I joke with him.

I was having a little get together with my boys, you know. When you got money you gotta share the wealth.

Yn was upstairs with our son, probably sleeping. We was downstairs having drinks and talking money and shit.

"Ayo man this house big. How many rooms Yn and you fuck in," Future jokes.

"Aye man shut up," I shove him. I loved my boys though. They been there through thick and thin.

"You barely drinking boy what you doin," Frederico hands me a bottle. "Chug that shit."

"Chug chug chug," they all chant. They was being loud as hell so I decided I'd chug...but just so they'd shut up.

"Alright Alright damn," I flip the cap and finish the patron.

"Ayeee life is good man," future laughs. "Look at your house. Your wife. Your wrist, your bank account."

He was right. I had it all I couldn't stress. Bitches was calling my name everyday. Money was flowing like rain.

I had it all.

Life was fucking good.

"I'll be back y'all," I tell them.

"Where you going?" Sticky asks.

"Check up on Yn."

"Aye man fuck the wife and kid tonight. We celebrating," future says.

Future was my brotha for sure but...he wasn't good with women...or the kids he had. He was a deadbeat to be honest and a terrible father. I told him he can do better but he don't care.

"Aye man chill with that," I tell him.

Frederico chuckles. "Old boy soft now that he have a bitch."

I laugh it off and go upstairs.

When I go upstairs, I see something I wasn't expecting at all.

"Yn?"

I look at her and she looks at me. I can see anger and tears built up in her eyes.

"Baby what you doing?"

She had three suitcases.

"I'll come for the rest of my shit tomorrow so you can live good."

What?

"Babygirl what are you talking about?" I try to comfort her but she judges me off.

"Don't touch me."

"But—," she cuts me off. "I said don't touch me."

I didn't like how angry and stressed she was. She just gave birth that's not healthy.

"Yn it's not healthy to be feeling like this you just gave birt—," she cuts me off.

"GAVE BIRTH WHAT NIGGA?"

I froze. She's never been angry. I've heard her raise her voice once and it was when she fought a bitch in high school.

Yn was always so soft and sweet. Now I knew I fucked up.

Our son starts whimpering and Yn checks on
Him and puts him in his car seat.

"Hold on hold on. Where are you guys going?"

She huffs heavily a couple of times and then stops. "We are no longer enough for you. Your friends are. Your money and the attention...that's what makes your life good," she says. "Not us," her voice cracks.

"No Yn that's not true. Baby is this about tonight? Because the boys they were being immat—," she zips up her last luggage.

"No this is about every night Aubrey," she says. She barely calls me that so her words was just hitting me.

*flashback*

"Baby my back hurts. Can we go?"

"Alright here's the key go to the car," I give her the key so I can say goodbye to my friends.

I know being eight months pregnant definitely takes a toll.

"Drake my boy come have a smoke with us real quick," my cousin ray says.

"Alright let's make it quick."

Needless to say I lost track of time and then Yn started blowing up my phone.

Are you alright
It's been an hour and a half
Should I come back?
Drake?
Drake?

I got back to the car as fast as I could though. I would never do that.

"Yn I'm so sorry," I tell her.

She gives me a small smile. "It's alright. Let's just go home I'm tired."

*flashback over*

"I've been there longer than most of these dudes that you swear you made it big with," she puts her shoes on. "I've always supported you and let you do what you want. The least you could do is change a diaper."

She starts taking her bags downstairs to the car and I follow her.

"Hey please—," she doesn't even listen to me.

I turn around and see all my boys watching this shit unfold.

"Yn we have guests," I mumble under my breathe.

"Fuck your guests," she grabs our son and heads out the door and into her car. I helplessly follow her.

"Yn we have everything. We can make this work."

"You can make what you have work. I can't. I'll see you around," she drives off.

Leaving me helpless and clueless.

"Aye man you good?" Future comes to my side with his red solo cup.

"Yeah I'm straight."

"Come on in bro," he brings me in. "Sit down."

"You know," sticky starts. "This is a great thing man. Congrats."

I give them a confused look. "What? I think I just lost my wife and kid."

"I still can't get rid of mine," Future laughs. "They chose to leave bro? Your life amazing man come drink this."

I was so angry hearing this I was exhausted. "Yo Fred pass me that bottle of Henny."

"Aye that's our boy," they cheer. I finished the bottle so fast.

Not because I was tryna get turnt. But because I didn't wanna feel anything.

Life is good though, right?

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