Daddy

2.

-Christian Richards-

"Lov'e, all this crying unnecessary girly." I say getting up from my bed, walking across the bedroom to get her. "You just wanna sleep in bed with me." I say playing with her little hands. I walked across the dark, cold, floor, laying back on my bed. Laying Lov'e on my chest. While I tried to fall asleep, Lov'e smacked my face with her palm and made noise. "Lov'e, please, Im tired." I get the pacifier off her sleeper, and put it in her mouth, she lays her head on my chest. Yes.

Soon as she fell asleep, I couldn't sleep anymore. I hate our sleeping pattern. I laid up, on my social networks. I came across an Instagram post that pissed me off. Lov'e's mom is pregnant, again, as if she didn't just drop Lov'e on me. It's only been a couple months. It's funny how she can go off and leave me with a baby, that I didn't know how to take care of, to go make another with another man. I hope she doesn't do the same thing to him. She left me because I wanted her to be home with Lov'e until she was at least one, then go back to working, and school work. We're a little too young to be party every night anyways, I'm working, in college and taking care of Lov'e. With no help, while she's out partying and sleeping everybody. I shake my head, "Nasty." I mumble going to a different social network.

I stayed up all night on social networks, and ended up calling off work, lying that Lov'e was sick. I laid in bed listening to music until Melissa knocked on my door, "Um ain't you supposed to be at work?" I nod, "Then why are you still laying here?" I sigh, "I called off." Melissa crosses her arms, "Christian you can't keep calling off! We already having a hard time paying rent and feeding Lov'e. You're acting so irresponsible." I look at her, "Melissa you acting like I asked for Lov'e. You acting like I asked to have a baby, and be struggling at 21. Get the fuck out my room man." Melissa slammed the door purposely, causing Lov'e to scream. "Bitch." I mumble getting up to go to the kitchen. I went to make Lov'e a bottle, and there was no more formula. I sigh and grab a pacifier just to keep her quiet for a minute. I went back to my room trying to find my wallet. Only $5 was in it. I groan and go to my closet, going in my safe again. I go in here too much. I grabbed a $50 bill. I put on my slides and leave the house.

When I got back from the store, the police were waiting outside my door. "Could I help you officers?" I ask not looking in their eyes. "Are you Christian Richards?" I furrow my eyebrows. "Why?" I ask unlocking the door to my apartment, walking inside and placing Lov'e on the couch. Then going back to the door, "That's him. The tattoo." He points to my tattoo on my neck, it says Lov'e. "Christian Richards, you're under arrest." I look at the man, I seen Lov'e's mom. She smiles at me before picking up Lov'e. "Hi mommy's baby. Daddy took you away huh? Yes, it's okay now, Im here." I glare at her, Im being charged with kidnapping? My own daughter?

I was taken to the Orange County jail, I sigh and look up at the ceiling. "Why me god? I swear you hate me man!" I put my head in my hands, I stand. "Can I get a call?" I go towards the bars. "One call." The officer at the desk says opening the cell. I called Melissa. "Melissa!" I say when she answers. "Christian where are you and Lov'e? It's getting late." I sigh, "Im in jail Melissa. Laya took Lov'e! She got the police to get me and say I kidnapped Lov'e." I say looking at the cop watching me. "Oh hell no! Lemme call mama. Christian Ima come get you okay? Ask what your bail is." I look at the cop, "What's my bail?" I ask. "$350." I sigh, we don't just got that to use. "350 Melissa." I say knowing I won't be getting out. "Im on my way! Bye Christian." I make a surprised face and go back to my cell. I laid in there for three hours before Melissa arrived. Then had to wait another three hours before I was let go.

I got in Melissa's Ponitac and sat quiet. "No thank you?" I sigh, "Thanks Melissa." I say looking out the window. "You worried about Lov'e?" I nod and look down at my J's. "Don't be, she at mommys house." I smile and look at Melissa. "Lemme guess, you beat Laya's ass." Melissa smiles and just drives out the parking lot. "I love you big sis." I say laughing.

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I walked in my momma's house and straight up to my room. Guess what? We got evicted, my mom got this big ass house in the hills, hella cars, money, but she tryna get Melissa and I to learn to provide for ourselves. By this age, my momma was living in the best part of Cali, biggest house. But she acted, sung, and was a doctor so I guess. "Christian! Bring yo ass down here boy!" I knew it was my dad, I sigh and walk down the steps. "You can't speak?" I look at him, "Hi dad. Hey ma." I go to the living room, pick up Lov'e and was about to go upstairs, but seen Laya. "Why she here?" I growl. "Go talk to her Christian." My dad says. "Why she here?" I repeat. "Christian." My mom warns. I sigh and walk into the dining room. "What you here for?" I ask. "C-Christian. Please, sit down." Laya begs, I eye her before walking out. No. I'm not finna make up wit dat hoe. ✌