**Tamia POV**
**Ring Ring Ring* My phone started ringing and I looked down thinking it was one of my friends from school. To my surprise, it was Tyrone. I was in the living room with my family and I immediately ran to my room to answer the phone.
"Hello?" I said confused. Why would he call me?
"Yeah hello?"
"Yeah?"
"So who is this girl you were talking about?"
"I told you she's one of my friends. You must have really hurt her because why are you so pressed to know right now?"
"I just need to know whos talking on my name. My priority is my bag right now. Im trying to work so I can get a house and join the army so I could get myself together. Im not even focused on relationships right now. I'm 25 and honestly, I need my priorities in order how my mother would have wanted. Now that I think about it, how old are you again??"
"Im 18."
"So who would you even know that I know?"
"Don't worry about it like I said. You wanna join the army? That's cool. You not scared?"
"Nah bro im a fighter."
"So what are you doing? You going home?"
"Nah, im going to my aunt house. She cooked so im about to go get some food. Anyways im bouta get off the bus so imma talk to you or see you at work tomorrow"
"Aaigh bye bye"
**Tyrone POV**
As I got off the bus, I walked into my house. I decided to skip my aunt's house because my baby mother was calling me crazy. My phone started ringing again.
"WHAT SHAMEEKA, IM WALKING IN THE HOUSE RIGHT NOW"
"I DONT CARE TYRONE BECAUSE I KNOW YOU WAS OUT THERE FUCKING WITH BITCHES NOT AT WORK"
I hung up the phone and walked in the house. Her house. I lived with my baby mother and she also paid my phone bill so I couldn't afford to slip and have her thinking I was cheating. Literally, I cannot afford it. The first thing I saw was my two sons. They were 6 and 8 and everything I could ever ask for. I had them young and Shameeka was a rider through the whole thing. I never wanted to hurt her but I'm still young and I still have a lot to experience. I put the kids to bed and kissed their forehead then went into the room with Shameeka where I fucked her crazy. Made her forget about all the hoes.
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The Boy With The Face Tattoo
Ficción GeneralAt first sight, the boy with the tattoo on his face was everything I dreamed of. How could I have known it would have ended up like this?
