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Amina Jackson 24 Miami, Florida
"Izzy you have one more time just one or I swear on Jesus Christ himself I'm gonna knock you into yesteryear." I warned as I waddled to the couch.
"I no do nothing." He balled his face up. Walking to me. "Momma where daddy?"
"He not upstairs?" I asked causing him to shake his head no.
I scrunched up my face picking up my pickle and waddled to the elevator. Riding the elevator to our room floor I walked in our room as bones was walking out of the closet I looked at him.
I sat on the bed realizing I left my phone downstairs.
"Babe lemme hold your phone right quick." I stretched pulling my tee shirt off showing my 6 month belly.
"For what?" He asked sliding his phone in his pocket.
For what?
For what?
"The fuck you mean for what?" I scrunched my face up tilting my head.
"What you want my phone for?" He looked at me.
"Since when you make a big deal about me wanting your phone?" On nawl this Nigga trippin.
I stood up from the bed and nodded my head. "Ok that's cool."
I walked out of the room and went to the elevator riding it to the first floor. I grabbed me a pickle and sat on the couch turning the TV on.
"You can't be fucking mad that I don't want you using my phone. It's my shit." He snapped walking in.
"That's cool step to the side you blocking Real housewives." I leaned over to look around his body.
"You being real childish right now." He snapped still standing there.
"Loretta did not fuck glass and make you. You're not see through move the fuck out the way." I looked at him as he did a deep sigh and stepped to the side.
I pulled my phone out and called Lee.
"What the hell do you want?" He answered.
I smiled and put the phone to my ear. "Whatcha doing? I miss you."
"I'm on my way to your house now the munchkins called me saying they want chicken nuggets." He laughed as I just shook my head.
