Laila
I couldn't believe that he was at this bitch house. Isis chuckled, she was trying to get outta dodge, i was pissed. She stood and quickly left the house. Chloe started to cry for no reason which pissed me off even more.
"Please stop, mommy is here" i say rocking her slowly. So many thoughts were running through my mind.
I knew he wasn't shit.
I should beat they ass, no you're a mother chill..
Nah fuck that shit...
Chloe started to relax, and finally I was at ease. I looked down seeing she's knocked out.
I'm not gone lie. Between Clare & Chloe, I was stressed the hell out. I didn't have myself to worry about anymore. I have someone that looks up to me, and I wanted to keep both parents in my child life.
My phone started to vibrate. I saw Clarence trying to FaceTime me. I angrily answered. "Your damn daughter wants you h-" Clarence quickly cut me off.
"I'm on the way." Shortly after he hung up. I threw my phone on the coffee table. Then, i went to lay Chloe in her crib.
Clarence
"She's a runner, she's a track star. She gone run away when she gets hard."
Boomed through the speaker of my 2020 Dodge Charger. I sped down I-40. I was debating within myself. Should I tell Laila, or should I keep everything to myself. I love Chloe, and I'm starting to fall for Laila. But, Isis told me that I should watch out for these bitches. You know, gotta trust my sister.
I pulled up in my Driveway. I hurriedly got out, ready to see my Princess. As I was headed toward the front door. I felt someone tap my shoulder, to my surprise it was Queen. "Bruh what the fuck?" I quickly sucked my teeth. Legend stood beside her a smile plastered on his face.
"Man, why you here? My babymoms will be pissed." I whispered, I squat down to Legend's level. Even though I just saw him. I was happy to see my son, I just saw this lil nigga! But, i still get excited like it's the first time.
I know Laila is beyond mad. I didn't tell her about Legend.. or Queen. Shit, I feel like I really ain't have too. Now, she got my daughter...and I need my kids to know each other. So, my babymoms HAVE to be friends. Or at least fake like it, shit.
I was about to make them leave, but all I heard was.
"So this the bitch that's more important than your daughter?"
Laila stood on the porch. Her arms folded across her chest. She was fuming, but she still looked so beautiful. I'll be the first to admit, Laila is the baddest woman I've ever seen.
"Bitch?!"
Queen yelled; she pulled her hair back into a ponytail. I quickly stood and sprinted to the porch. I wanted to calm my girl down. She'll cut Queen ass up.
"Queen, Chill-out. My daughter in the house! Our Son is right here. That ratchet shit gotta chill out. Laila, calm down. This is Legend and his mother, Queen. I'm sorry for keeping them a secret, but we gotta work this shit out. Chloe and Legend gotta know each other." I needed to control this shit.
Laila angrily pushed me forward.
"The fuck?" she grunted, and angrily stomped inside the house. She slammed the door so hard, the glass shattered.
"DAMN! now i gotta deal with her shit. You could've texted me or some." I yelled, i was extremely close to beating Queen ass. But, my son was right here. I couldn't let him see me in a bad light. Not at all, not ever.
Damn man, now i gotta fix this shit.
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Poetic Justice
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