❤️BLACK BOY IMAGINES❤️

Mikey Williams ~ For Life ~

Hey I kind of need advice and someone to just vent to, so if any of y'all wanna just listen to me rant or whatever, just message me pls!!❤️
I'll be posting the requests that you guys sent me in another week or so, so thanks for being patient with me.
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There's no specific plot for this but if y'all like it then I'll make it a mini series!!
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Kiana's P.O.V.

"Ugh, where is that ugly ass daddy of yours?" I playfully slap the back of my 16 year old son Jason's neck.

"Don't even know where your own man at," he laughs.

"Go to bed,"

"School's out," he shrugs.

"I don't like you," I squint my eyes at him.

"You know you love me," he towers over me as he pulls me in for a tight hug.

My baby was only 16 years old, and already standing at 6'4.

It hurt me to see how he was growing up so fast.

"Get off of me," I try to pry his big arms from around me as he started to sway us.

"I love you so much queen,"

"I love you too munchkin,"

He smacks his lips as he pulls away and walks back toward the couch. "You ruined the moment,"

"What you mean? So you're not my little munchkin anymore,"

"Momma chill, I'm on the phone," he looks at me with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Wassup Maiya?"

"Hey?"

"You still wanted to come over tomorrow?"

"Yeah sure,"

"Well I'm going lay down. Goodnight love," I pat him on the head as I start to walk out of the living room.

"Umm who is that?" I hear the girl on the phone ask.

If her tone wasn't so rude then maybe I wouldn't have turned around and walked back towards Jason. But it was so I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind.

I snatched the phone out of Jason's hand causing him to look at me with a confused look.

"Does it matter?" I ask her.

"Yeah, he's tryna invite me over to his place when he already has a bitch over there,"

"His place? And who's the bitch,"

"You, bitch,"

"I already told you about these lil girls," I jump back as Jason tries to snatch the phone away from me.

"Lil girl, who you think you talking to?"

"You screaming for what? And if you still coming over here tomorrow we can have this conversation in person cause you getting a lil too bold for my liking behind a screen,"

"Bitch that's cool with me, it's on sight when I see you,"

"Right," I laugh.

"What's funny hoe?" She scrunches up her face.

"The track that's slipping out of your head. If things get a lil rowdy tomorrow then I'd hope that you'd have your shit secure," I point to her track that was obviously about to fall out.

"You don't know what you're talking about," she tries but fails to cover it up.

"If you don't know how to do quick weaves leave that shit alone," I laugh.