King POV
Since Keyshia little nigga been here , I felt my anger build up more in my body. I'm already pissed about Tamar hiding the pregnancy away from me. I thought over and over how ima explain that Kalen might have a sister or brother. Soon as everybody left , I barged in her room seeing her making her bed. She looked at me continuing to make her bed.
" Can I help you with something? " She asked me. I tried my best to control my anger.
" WHAT THE FUCK KEYSHIA? SO YOU GONE DISOBEY ME BY LETTING MY SON BE IN THAT NIGGA ARMS WHEN I CLEARLY TOLD YO ASS I DONT WANT HIM AROUND KALEN? " I yelled gripping her waist tightly.
" Ouch! King let me go. You hurting me. " She cried. I pushed her into the walls and she cried into her hands.
" What's been your problem? You been treating me like im a nobody since I been here. " She said standing by the door.
" BECAUSE YOU IS ! ONLY THING IS WE GOT A SON TOGETHER THAT PROBABLY DOESNT KNOW IM HIS DAD! I BARELY SEE HIM BUT ITS COOL THOUGH KEYSHIA. I SEE HOW YOU IS BUT DONT WORRY WHEN TAMAR HAVE MY CHILD , I PROMISE YOU GONE REGRET KEEPING MY SON AWAY. " I told her.
" WHAT THE FUCK YOU TRYNA SAY? " She yelled.
" My child that TAMAR gone have will know his daddy. She not gone keep him away like your selfish ass did with Kalen. "
" I didn't keep him away you bastard! I moved from your thuggish ass ways. My son is not gonna get killed in no streets from your ignorant ass being in these streets. I'm not selfish King Malik Crawford! My son gone make some out his life like being a doctor or lawyer hell maybe a basketball player. " She yelled.
" Whatever bye Keyshia! " I told her.
" Bye nigga. " She said. I went home cuddled up with my fiancé and mother of my child. I been tossing and turning for the past two hours. I sat up grabbing me some sweats, shirt and Nike slides. I grabbed my keys heading back to Keyshia house. I jiggled the door and it was unlocked. I done told Keyshia over and over to double check. Her ass never listen. I walked in the room to see her sitting on the floor by the bed. She didn't even look up when I closed the door. I walked to the side of the bed and she still didn't look up. Her face was covered in tears. They fell fast onto her shirt. Kalen was on the bed sleep under the thick covers.
" Keyshia? " I said picking her up sitting her on my lap. She slid back onto the floor. I picked her up again and cradled her in my lap. She tried getting up but I wouldn't let her.
" Get off me! Let me go! " She yelled. Kalen made noises in his sleep.
" SHUT UP BEFORE YOU WAKE OUR DAMN SON UP! " I told her. She pushed my arms away but I wouldn't let her go.
" What you want? " She asked.
" I'm sorry! " I told her.
" Yo ass ain't sorry about shit! Gone get the fuck out and go be with Tamar. I don't got none to say to you hell I damn near don't wanna look at you. " She said walking down the hall. I grabbed her crazy ass.
" Who the fuck you yelling at? Why you crying like this Keyshia? " I asked her holding her. She pushed me away again.
" YOU! YOU DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY FEELINGS. YOU DONT CARE WHAT COMES OUT YO DAMN MOUTH. YOU DONE BROKE MY HEART TWICE SINCE I GOT BACK AND IT HASNT EVEN BEEN CALLED FOR. OKAY I UNDERSTAND YOU MOVED ON WITH A NEW GIRL BUT YOU AINT GOTTA KEEP THROWING THAT BULLSHIT IN MY FACE. YALL GETTING MARRIED? CONGRATULATIONS NIGGA! YOU THINK IMA INTERFERE WITH SOME LIKE THAT? WELL HELL NO. SHE HAVING YO CHILD. I GUESS YOU THINK THAT BROKE MY HEART WELL IT DIDNT. I HAVE A MAN THAT SUPPORTS ME EVERY STEP OF THE WAY SO WHAT IS THERE TO GET JEALOUS OF. YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE YOU GET ANOTHER CHILD , KALEN GONE BE SAD AND DEPRESSED WELL HELL NO HE AINT. YOU DONT GOTTA WORRY BOUT HIM BEING MAD CAUSE YOU GOT ANOTHER CHILD. HE BARELY SEE YO ASS SO THAT WONT EVEN MATTER. KING GET THE FUCK OUT. " She yelled walking back down the hall. I walked in the back where she was and she was on her phone.
" Hello? "
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" I wasn't never sleep but yes right now we finna come. " She smiled.
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" Okay bye. I love you too! " She cooed and hung up the phone. She turned around and looked at me angry.
" GET OUT! " She said angry.
" Where you going? My son is sleep and ain't finna go nowhere. " I told her. Kalen woke up and she grabbed him. She scoffed putting his jacket and shoes on. I watched her put her jacket and shoes on and grab her keys, phone and purse turning off the bedroom light. I stood in the door.
" Did you hear me? " I asked her.
" Kalen tell yo daddy move. " She said. He sat up pushing me out the door.
" Move da. " He said laying back down on her chest. They walked out and she got in the car strapping him in. I stood at the driver door.
" Move! " She said.
" Where yall going? " I asked.
" To let him meet some people now move. " She opened the door and I slammed it but mistakenly slammed her finger in the door. She hollered in pain. She started to cry and I saw the blood gush out her finger. She ran back in the house crying. I grabbed Kalen out the car walking back in the house putting him on the floor. She stood over the sink running water over it. I grabbed the first aid kit and pulled out bandages and peroxide.
" Let me see. " I said grabbing her hand.
" Get away from me! " She cried snatching away. She grabbed the peroxide and after it cleaned off. It did a deep cut. She wrapped it herself and grabbed Kalen off the floor leaving. She pulled out the yard fast and down the street. I exhaled and got in my car driving off.
