~Deshaun POV
We pulled into my driveway. I was about to get out the car but Ashanti locked it. "What the fuck was that Deshaun." She scoffed. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Morgan apologized. You can see that girl is going through it. Why didn't you just forgive her?" She asked making me laugh a little. I unlocked the door getting out and walking into my house. I heard her slam the door when she walked in. "Deshaun she's upset. She's been through a lot a-" I cut her off. "WHO THE FUCK HASN'T!" I yelled. "We all been going through a lot of shit but I ain't crying and begging for no damn forgiveness. That girl almost got me killed. She lied on my name and almost fucked up our relationship. How are you okay with that?"
"Because that's my best friend." She said. "The same best friend who kissed me? Yeah alright." I said laughing. "What the fuck did you just say?" She said walking closer to me. "While I was staying with her trying to help with the kids she kissed me." I said. "Your lying, you're just trying to become the victim." She said. "I could care less about being a fucking victim. I'm just stating facts. But by all means you can get the fuck out if you will believe her over me." I said clenching my jaw. "So now you're mad because the same girl who did you wrong needs your sympathy." Ashanti said. I grabbed my keys going out to my car. "Where the hell are you going!" She yelled.
"To mind my damn business." I said before pulling off. I was going to see my therapist.
**
I pulled into the parking lot of the office. I got out the car making my way inside. "Dr. Grant in her office?" I said to the lady at the front desk. "She sure is." She said. I walked up to her office knocking on the door. "Mr. Richardson glad to see you came back." She said with a nervous smile. "Let me just clean up a little." She said moving fast trying to pick up files. "Have a seat."
After she cleaned up she sat across from me. "Everything okay?" She asked. "Hell nah. I'm fed up." I said leaning back. "Fed up with what exactly?" She asked. "Life. Relationships. Women. Everything." I sighed. "And why is that?" She asked. "I get in a good spot in a relationship with a woman I love. Then another bitch comes along and fucks everything up." I said.
"Remember what we talked about. Do not address them as bitches." She said making me look at her. "This is therapy not speech class. I'm supposed to be able to express my feelings the way I want to." I said. "You are one hundred percent correct." She nodded. "Now in the beginning you said women. Do you mean women in general or one particular woman?" She asked. "At this point, everybody. I'm not appreciated, loved, none of that shit. I'm sick and tired of everything."
"Deshaun you have to be more specific. I can not help you if you aren't." She said. "There's this girl, her name is Ashanti. I love her, don't get me wrong. But if she keep listening to her phony ass best friend, she gone have to go." I scoffed. "What exactly did her best friend do?" She asked.
"Her best friend did some fucked up shit and apologized. I'm not obligated to accept that shit so I didn't. And since I didn't, Ashanti wants to go off on me. So I decided to bring up the fact that her best friend kissed me." I said making her get more interested in the story. "And why does this anger you?" She asked.
"If somebody you loved kept listening to what they was hearing out on the streets instead of listening to you, wouldn't you be mad?" I asked her. "I would. I actually went through that myself." She said. "Ah shit, what you done got into?" I asked. "I'm the one asking the questions Mr. Richardson." She said laughing a little bit. "I get that but I want to know who the hell I'm telling my life stories to." I said.
"Fine. A long time ago, I got pregnant. My baby's father was constantly hearing that it wasn't his when I was telling him that it indeed was. He didn't care and he only listened to his homeboy's. He told me to get an abortion but I didn't. I couldn't kill a child that I wanted to love as my own. But he also told me if I had the baby he'd kill me. So instead of having the abortion I went away for a while. I told him it had something to do with business. Waited until I gave birth and I put the baby up for adoption." She said.
"Have you seen the child?" I asked. "Nope. Last thing I heard was that the baby was placed in the foster care system."
~Aaliyah POV
Morgan and Iyanna were in the corner crying. "Will y'all shut the hell up before somebody hear us." I said looking at them. "My bad for being scared for my life." Iyanna said making me side eye her. "Just stay calm. Jayceon and Landon got this." I said. All of a sudden we heard a gunshot making the babies cry. "Go in the bathroom now." I said to them. They went in there. I started thinking, Jayceon's a whole ass thug, there has to be a gun in here somewhere.
I looked under his pillows and the mattress but couldn't find anything. I went into the bathroom. "Morgan you lived with Jayceon, where did he keep his guns in the old house?" I asked. "He always kept a gun in a jewelry box in the closet." She said. I went into the closet seeing a black jewelry box. I opened it and there the gun was. I looked to see if it was loaded and it was. I locked the bedroom door on my way out. I went out to the top of the steps peeking to see who was out there.
Before I could even look closer I seen a man with a gun walking towards the steps.
~Jayceon POV
"Where the fuck they at!" The man yelled. "I don't know what you talking about man." I said. "Yes you do. Those two bitches owe me money and I told her when she get out to run me my shit or else." he said. "I could care less about your financial issues my nigga. I ain't got no females here." I said. "Fine I'll go check myself." He said walking towards the steps. Out of nowhere I heard another gunshot causing the man to fall down the steps. I looked up seeing Aaliyah holding a gun.
I stepped on the mans wrist so I could grab the gun. "Who the fuck do you work for?" I said cocking the gun back aiming it at his head. "I work for my damn self boy." He scoffed. "Tell me who the fuck you work for or I swear to God I will knock yo lights out."
"Jayceon?" I heard a voice come walk through the front door. "Kierra?" I said walking towards her. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "I heard the gunshots and wanted to see what was going on. You guy's okay?" She asked. "Yeah we straight. This bitch ass nigga kicked my door down." I said turning around to him.
"Kierra?" The old man said. "Wait. Y'all know eachother?" Landon said looking between them.
"Daddy?" Kierra said.
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