Obsessed

Chapter 3

Justin

"Where you at?" My homeboy, Chris asked. "I'm on my way to Philly." I said, starting my car. "What you about to do in Philly?" Chris questioned. "Krystal got my daughter out there with some nigga." I tell him.
My name Justin. I'm originally from the Bronx, but I live in Jersey now. I'm 30 years old and I have a 3 year old daughter named Ava. That little girl is my everything. I love my daughter more than anything and I'll kill a nigga over her.
My baby mama Krystal and I didn't get along at all. It wasn't always like this, though. She and I met in high school. We were mad young, like 16 or 17. We were together for 5 years when Krystal got pregnant. I deadass wanted to marry shorty. She was my first love and shit. However, she was way too insecure and toxic. This was my karma. I'm not even gon front, I was a hoe back in the day. I used to fuck with mad girls before I met Krystal.
Anyway, as soon as I got off the phone with Chris, my baby mama was calling me. It was almost as if she knew I was heated. "Yo." I said, answering the call. "Your daughter wanna talk to you." Krystal says. She always had a attitude whenever she talked to me. I didn't give a fuck though. The only reason I even talk to her is because we have a child together. That's it, that's all.
"Hi, daddy!" Ava says. I smiled and started tearing up. I wasn't no emotional ass nigga but when it came to my baby girl, I went soft. The sound of her voice made me soften up. "Hi, princess happy birthday!" I said. Before I could even say anything else to my daughter, Krystal got back on the phone. "Aight, we gotta go. We talking Ava out to eat." She said. "Who the fuck is we?" I questioned. "Justin, don't start. I told you I had a man." Krystal says.
The reason Krystal and I weren't together was because she cheated. We've been broken up for almost a year now. A year and I haven't even looked at another female. I just been focusing on my daughter and my career as a tattoo artist.
"Yo, you better not have no nigga around my daughter, bro." I warned. Krystal laughed on the other end of the phone. "I am a grown ass woman. If I wanna date, I can." She says. "I didn't say that. I don't care who you date. All I care about is who you be having around my child." I said. "Nigga, your daughter is fine. You do way too much. Goodbye." My baby mama says. Next thing I knew, the line went dead.
I changed my mind about driving to Philly. Yeah, I wanted to see my baby more than anything. But, I knew that if I went out there I would've killed a nigga. And I didn't want my daughter to see her daddy like that. It wasn't worth losing my princess.
When I got back in the crib, I called my mother. She answered on the first ring. "Hello?" She says. "Hey, ma. What you doing?" I said. "About to get in the bed. You got Ava?" My mother says. I sat on my couch. "Nope. She in Philly with Krystal." I say. "What? I thought it was your weekend." My mom said.
I didn't tell my mom about the events that occurred. She could not stand Krystal. The only reason my mother tolerated my baby mama was because she loved her grandchild. Which I understood completely. Krystal did way too much 99 percent of the time.
"Yeah, it was my weekend." I said. "What happened?" My mother questioned. I let out a sigh. "Krystal took Ava to Philly." I repeated. "For what?!" My mom wanted to know. "I don't even know. I had to find out through Instagram." I said. I had the biggest headache. "Justin, you already know how I feel about Krystal. So Ima just keep my mouth shut." My mom says.
My mother was a real hot head. She may be a grandmother now but she ain't nothing to play with. Mom dukes was a thug. Nah but for real, though. My mom was the epitome of the average Dominican mother. She threw slippers whenever she got mad, cussed us out in Spanish, you name it.
I let out another sigh. At this point, I just wanted to start the day over. If I would have known that Krystal was gonna pull some fuck shit like this, I would've just went and picked my baby up. "Ma, you're not making the situation any better. I know you don't like Krystal." I said. "As long as you know. If you ever decide you wanna have more kids in the future, just please make sure it ain't with Krystal." My mother tells me.
See, I always knew that I wanted to be a father someday. But I never imagined it being like this. I love my baby girl, don't get me wrong. She's the best thing that ever happened to me. I just never thought I would ever end up with someone as evil as Krystal. I now knew the meaning of the phrase "Be careful who you have a baby with."
The next morning, I woke up to the best phone call ever. My baby mama called me and wanted me to come get Ava. Apparently, they were only in Philly for one night. Weird, but I didn't question it. At this very moment all I cared about was my daughter.
I was so excited to finally see my baby girl after all this time. Being a father was my favorite thing in the world. I was so happy, you could see that shit all over my face. Like, I could not stop smiling. Deadass.
Krystal opened the door and was holding Ava on her hip. I didn't even question the fact that she was only wearing a t-shirt. My baby mama handed me Ava's Dora The Explorer backpack. "She just woke up so she might be a little cranky." Krystal tells me. I took Ava out of her mother's arms and walked out of the house.
"Daddy missed you so much, mama!" I said, starting the car. I made sure my princess was in her car seat safely. "I missed you too, Dada!" Ava says. I was so happy to finally see my daughter. I wanted to cry.
The first place I took Ava was my moms house. I knew she would be happy to see her granddaughter. "Did mommy feed you?" I asked my 3 year old. Ava nodded her head. "Yup!" She said. I smiled and carried my child up the stairs. Ava wasn't a baby anymore and she could definitely walk. I just haven't seen her in so long that all I wanted to do was hold her and never let her go.
"My Ava, oh my goodness!" My mother says, taking my daughter from me. "Hi, GiGi!" Ava said. "GiGi" was the nickname my mom wanted to be called instead of Grandma. She said that would make her feel old. My mother was mad extra.
"What did you do for your birthday, baby?" My mom asked Ava. "I went to Chuck E Cheese with mommy, Titi Geni, and Fefe." Ava tells us. I made a face. "Who's Fefe, mama?" I asked. "Mommy's boyfwend." My child says. "Why would she take Ava to Chuck E Cheese all the way out in Philly?" My mother asked me. "Genesis lives in Philly."
Genesis was Krystal's younger sister. She was only younger than us by like 3 years. I actually liked Genesis. She was cool. Funny story, Genesis actually liked me before her sister and I got together. I don't wanna sound like a scum bag or nothing, but I should've bagged her instead of Krystal.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that." My mother says. We were sitting in the kitchen, letting Ava eat. Ava told me that she had already ate but when we got inside my moms house, I knew that was a lie. She asked my ma if she could have something to eat. I don't wanna assume the worse, but I feel like they been doing something to my baby.
We were at my moms house damn near all day. I didn't have to go into work today so I didn't mind. With my sister living all the way in California, I really had nobody to talk to anymore. My brother was only a teenager and didn't understand what was going on. All he knew was that my baby mama was crazy and that she barely let us see Ava.