"When are you going to tell that boy about his child Laila?" I heard my grandmother say referring to my 5 year old daughter.
"Grandma he didn't even want me to have this baby.." I said remembering the night I told him. I was 15 years old and I was being fast wanting a man older than me and that man was Taj he was 19 at the time and a known drug dealer from around the way. Nobody fucked with him and that turned me on. Anyways when I finally got my chance when I let him at this block party I lied and told him I was 17 and we end up spending the night together. My fertile ass got pregnant soon after and I guess because it was one night and he probably looked at me as a hoe he didn't believe that I was pregnant or that it could be his child so he told me he wanted nothing to do with me and gave me 500$ and said to get rid of whatever problem I'm having.
"Yes but how will Taraji look at you once she's older knowing you could've tried harder?" My grandma spoke and she was right. I am 20 now and it's been 5 years I should at least try and reach out.
"Grandma I gotta go pick Taraji up now I'll talk to you later I love you" I said grabbing my purse and heading to my car.
If I was going to find a way to reach him I had to find out what spots he kicked it at. Who better to get help from but my girl Kema. She always on the scene she's the friend that loves to go out and have a good time she never misses an event.
I dialed Kema and waited for an answer.
"Hey wassup boo!" Kema answered.
"Kema I think it's time.. but am I doing the right thing it's been 5 years do you think I should just-" Before I could Kema cut me off "Laila you are strong for going this long on your own but you have to be fair girl! Ima be real with you that man needs to know he has a child out here!" She stated.
I knew I was wrong for keeping the fact he had a child away from him but I felt it was right because he never wanted me to have her but 2 wrongs doesn't make shit right.
"Yea you're right. Can you see if he'll be out anywhere I can catch him at?" I asked her.
"His homeboy Lee celebrating his 23rd birthday at that new club I'm sure he'll be there we can pop out" Kema said.
"Okay when" I asked
"Friday we can show up at 12am, that's when shit start popping" we ended the call soon after.
I didn't know if I was doing the right thing but it couldn't be any wrong in this. He and my daughter deserve to know about each other so I would just have to swallow my pride and that's what I plan to do.
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Mother Of His Child
General FictionFollow the journey of Laila's life and how it changes once its known who the father of her 5 year old daughter is.