The Scars of A Simmons(Editing)

Still

YN P.O.V.

I'm so happy that Diggy and I made up. I love this man, you don't understand. I breathe him, I love him...he's just my everything.

YN-*Laying on top of Diggy*

Diggy-*Rubbing small circles on your skin with his finger tips* Baby tell me another one.

YN-*Laugh* Okay. What's the worst part of throwing a party out of this Earth?

Diggy-*Chuckles* What?

YN-You have to planet.

Diggy-*Laughs* So fucking corny!

YN-*Laugh* You tell me one baby.

Diggy-*Shrugs* I don't have any good jokes baby.

YN-*Laughs*

Diggy-*Sighs* Let me ask you something serious...

YN-*Look up at him* What baby. You ask pressing your lips against his chin.

Diggy-Why aren't you pregnant?

YN-W-what? *Clear your throat*

Diggy-Shouldn't you be pregnant by now baby? He asks while stroking your hair.

YN-*Sigh* D-diggy Ummm.. *lean up and place your hands on his chest*

Diggy-GOT DAMN! He mumbles looking at your exposed stomach and breast.

YN-D-diggy I can't get pregnant anymore.

Diggy-*Holds your thighs* What you mean? *laughs*

YN-I- I got my tubes tied.

Diggy-You got your tubes tied? He asks confused.

YN-Yeah.

Diggy-So no more little Diggy's or little YN's?

YN-N- no. I'm sorry Diggy. *Start kissing on his chest*

Diggy-*Gently pushes you off of him and stands up pulling his jeans on*

YN-Baby don't be mad.

Diggy-*Sags his pants down then puts his belt on* I'm not mad. He mumbles sadly to himself.

YN-*Sigh* Diggy your lying. Don't be mad.

Diggy-*Kisses your forehead then walks into the bathroom*

YN-Diggy. You sigh and plop down into the sheets.

DJ's P.O.V.

DJ-*Knocks on Zonniques hotel room door* Ayo open up. He says making a beat on the door.

Zonnique-*Opens the door in her bra and panties*

DJ-What's up boo *Hugs her*

Zonnique-*Lets him in*

DJ-*Sits on the bed* You sleep good?

Zonnique-*Points to his shirt*

DJ-*Takes off his shirt and hands it to her so she can cover up*

Zonnique-*Pulls the shirt over her head* Yes I slept great. Thank you.

DJ-*Shrugs* No problem.

Zonnique-*Nods her head and rolls a blunt*

DJ-Don't do that. He says snatching the blunt from her.

Zonnique-DJ you don't understand I need that too function.