You May Be Young But You're Ready

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I was so glad the day was finally over, work really busted my ass today and I wasn't here for that shit at all! But I got to go home and see my baby. I knew she probably was still a little mad at me from last night but hopefully over dinner tonight I could apologize and we could go back to normal.

I hated myself for what I made her do. My boy was bragging all day at work today about how he so called made her tap out and how many times he made her cum. He started to remind me of a young boy. I was just ready to knock his ass clean out. I didn't go for that shit, it made me sick to my stomach.

I pulled up in my driveway and turned my car off. I reached over in the passenger seat, grabbing the flowers I had picked up for my babygirl then stepped out and walked into my home.

"Baby, I'm home!" I called out, throwing my keys on the coffee table in the living room. "Baby..?" I called out again as I made my way up the stairs. "Chanelle!" I yelled through the house as I checked every bedroom in the house. Maybe she left out with her friends or something, so I thought, until I stepped into my office and saw a letter that was left on my desk. I sat down in my chair and read it aloud.

I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair as I read the letter with a confused look on my face.
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"FUCK!" I yelled out as I slammed my fist at the computer screen that sat on my desk. How could she just leave me like this? With a damn note, I would've respected her little ass more if it was face to face. But nah, her young ass couldn't even do that. Swear she's a woman but is still doing children like shit. 

I took a deep breath, calming myself down before reaching into my pocket and pulling out my phone to call her.
It went straight to voicemail, either she blocked my number or her cells dead. Her ass was definitely going to feel me after this one, that was a promise and I never break my promises.

I tossed my phone on the desk and balled up the note in my hand then throwing it out in the trash can.

What the hell was I going to do? I couldn't let my baby just up and leave me like that. I sat back in my chair, thinking long and hard of a plan. I was getting her back, regardless of the situation. I grabbed up my phone, ringing up my boy Gee.

"Yo Gee! What up man?"... "Look bro, I need your help with something. Can you do me a solid?"... "I need you to track this phone and tell me exactly where it is. I'll send you the address when we hangup." ... "Aight man, I appreciate you a lot. One love."
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"Chanelle?" I heard Tray call out, making me jump up out of my sleep.
"Girl, you been sleep all day, every since this morning. Get up!" He laughed and jumped on the bed.

I could tell living with Tray and Momma Sha was going to be fun. They always made me feel wanted and loved, that's why I loved them so much. They were my family.

I missed being home with Daddy, he would be walking in the house right abouuuttt... Now! Living with him was sometimes fun when it wasn't bad. We would make love everyday when he got off work and I loved it. Everything about it, his touch, his commands, all of it. But I couldn't let those thoughts and memories take over my mind anymore. It wasn't healthy, if I kept all of the reminiscing up I'd be right back with him and I didn't want that.

"I'm trying to go to South Street! I know you be just gotten out of a 80 year relationship but we're going out tonight. I need a drink!" Tray said while filing his nails down. "Shit, maybe we both could pick us up a lil booboo!" He added while smirking causing me to burst out in laughter.

"I'm good bestie, I think I'll pass this time. I just want to be in the house and chill." I implied. "Well, I guess I'll be staying my ass here with you then." Tray smiled and laid down.
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"Yo T?" My boy called out once I answered the phone and held it to my ear. "What up man? You got the information I needed." I asked. "Yeah man. She on the Northside, with this dude. Son got a low cut with some ripped jeans on and a white T, dressed like a little sissy." Gee chuckled. "She with a nigga? Yeah, I see I'm going to have to dig in that ass. His too!" I said. "Man, you want me to take his as out? You know I handle all your dirty work big bro." ... "Nah man, I got this one." I answered then hung up.