𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕀𝕥. ℕ𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕥.

Anything For You...

6 Months later

Romello's POV

I was sitting in my office doing paperwork.. Three months ago,  I opened up my own studio on the other side of town.. I didn't want to be in the same area Omar bitch ass was.. Soon as I got out, he started calling.. That nigga wouldn't even answer the phone for me when I was locked up.. Then I found out Vick was his cousin, I stop fucking with him.. I wanted my own shit! Business was good too, I provided studio time to upcoming artists who were trying to get their music out..

"Hey baby, you ready to go? I don't want to be late for my appointment..." Sasha said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, Im ready .. Let's go.."

"So have you decided on what you wanted to name your son yet?" Sasha asked.

"Baby you already know, Romello McKnight Jr! Two is better than One!"

"Uhh huh, whatever" Sasha said rolling her eyes.

"What are you going to name baby girl?"

"Rylee Savanna.." She smiled rubbing her belly..

"Okay, I like that.."

"Mello I still can't believe we're having two babies.." Sasha said shaking her head..

"When we have the twins, we can make two more.."

"Boy please.. You tried it!" Sasha laughed.

India's POV

"India... Sit down, can I get you a drink... look at you, you too fine to be single.. I'm glad you came out tonight.."

"Mmm hmm.. Who said I was single.. So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked, with an attitude..

"Where's Romello.. I haven't heard from him in a while, have you?.." Omar said..

By the tone of his voice I could tell he was drunk..

"Oh okay, I see you  trying to be funny? You know i don't fuck with him like that anymore.. What? He doesn't work for you anymore?" I asked..

Out of no where, Omar invited me out to dinner, said he had something he wanted to talk to me about.. I was curious to find out..

"Nah, he basically said "Fuck Me.." but it's all good though. He'll be back, his little studio will be out of business in no time.." Omar said.

"I see that you're drunk, so I'm leaving.. I don't have time for this.. I don't want to talk about Mello.. You said you had something to tell me but, I see you on some other shit.."I snapped at him..

"Look , I need you.. I need you to do a favor for me.."

"What is it exactly.." I asked..

"Romello took something that belonged to me.. I want it back.. And I know you want some get back, I mean he did leave you.. The way I see it, we both can get what we want.." He said.

I got got up out the chair and looked at him like he was crazy.. I wasn't stuck on Mello anymore.. I can't lie like I wasn't pissed about him getting back with ole girl, but I've moved on.. I wasn't about to be that person who got back or tried to get back at every motherfucker I thought did me wrong, that's not me.. Ain with that.. Omar had me fucked up...