Only You

Baby DJ

Ciara

"You are the child's father." 

My heart dropped and I felt my eyes water up. How could he be so fucking stupid! He pretty much lied to my face. I can't believe he has a child...that's not mine. 

I can't even be mad though. I really don't even care. As long as his baby mama don't try anything. I'm cool with it. I'm still pissed though. 

I walked inside and he was laying on the couch. I threw the results on the table and walked upstairs. I stripped from my clothes, cut on the shower and got in. I lathered my wash cloth with my strawberry scented body wash and washed my self thoroughly. I washed my hair also with my lavender scented shampoo and conditioner. 

I got out and dried off and wrapped a towel around my hair. I walked out and put on my pink and white polka dotted bra and thong. I blow dried my hair and let it be all poofy. I put on pajama shorts and Que's black t-shirt. 

I was laying on the bed watching Teen Titans Go. I laughed ever so often due to the fact this was a funny cartoon. 

"Baby.." 

I turned and looked at Que leaned up against the door. I rolled my eye's and contiued watching my show. 

"Baby, I know your sa--" I cut him off.

"No one's sad. I'm just pissed the fuck off, you lied to me. You told me you didn't fuck her without wrapping up, but now look, the skank had your baby." I felt the tears well up and I covered my face with my hands. 

"Ciara--"

"I don't care, I do not care. As long as your baby mama doesn't try to fuck up our relationship, I don't care. But I don't care if that is your child, don't expect me to help raise it." I looked at him and he just stared at me. He looked like he didn't believe what I said, but I promise you I ain't helpin' him raise a chickens baby. 

"A'ight." Was all he said before his phone rang. He looked at it and left the room. I rolled my eyes and got under the covers. 

Since when did he ever have to take private calls. It better not be that baby mama of his, or no other bitch. I'll murk a bitch over mines, believe that.

~Next Day~

Today we're going to pick up Que's baby. The only reason i'm going with him is so I can make sure that bitch don't do nothing slick. She gone text him talkin' bout 'Que come get yo baby, leave that slut of yours at home.'  

Bitch, what? I'm the slut but you been fucking random niggas since you was in fucking 7th grade. Oh ok.

Me and Que haven't been really communicating much since yesterday. I don't what's his problem but he needs to figure it out. 

We pulled up in the driveway of a small apartment complex. It was nice to be honest, If I could stay out here I would but I choose my house. 

"I'll be back in a minute." Que said getting out of the car. I raised and eyebrow and got out with him.

"I don't trust her, and I know you. You give in to anything, I don't need you and that bitch making no more babies so there fore i'm coming with you." I said. He just looked at me and shook his head.

He knocked on the door and she opened it quick as hell. She was smiling hard as hell wearing a silk, see through robe. I clenched my fist and bit down hard on my teeth. Her smile faded once she saw me.

"I thought I told you not to bring that bitch!" She said frowning.

"He don't own me, I can come if I want to. What you got a problem with it? I mean I am HIS girlfriend right? I should be with him, right? Yeah, thought so, now were the kid at?" I said crossing my arms over my chest. 

"Ho--"

"Renee, go get my baby so I can leave."

"But--"

Que pushed her our of the way and she stumbled back. I followed behind him and pushed her making her fall back on her back. She groaned and stood up charging towards me. She flipped over the couch and fell back on the ground. She got up and charged again this time running into her book shelf. It reads?

Que came back with a little carseat and a bag over his shoulder. He looked at Renee then me.

"What did you do to her!" 

"I didn't do anything except push her, barely. She wanted to be all dramatic and fall out, then she gets up and charges at me so I move out the way."  I said, I grabbed the baby bag from him and the carseat and took it out to the car.

I put the baby in the car and made sure he was buckled in before taking a good look at him. I smirked. This baby looked nothing like Que, nothing like him. That bitch is a liar, I hate liars.

"Ya' mama's a hoe, you know that? I hope you don't turn out like her." I said to him before shutting the door and turning around. I jumped and looked up at Que.

"Did you really say what I think you said?"

"Maybe, maybe not." I smiled up at him and pushed him back getting on the passenger side of the car.

"You somethin' else, you know that?" He got in and looked at me. 

"I'm glad you noticed." I looked back at the baby. I admit, he  was cute.

"What's his name?" I asked Que.

"DJ." I frowned up. Why does that name sound so familiar. And why she name him DJ? The fuck?

I sat back. I hope the baby daddy who I don't think it is. I looked back at the baby, he was sleeping. 

Damn, he kinda look like...Oh my god..

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This sucked, but I have writers block or whatever..again...

-xRichGangx