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smiling and hugging and kissing me. Even my brother who I haven’t seen in years showed up.
“Daquan” I said hugging him tightly.
“Hey sis, whats up?”
“Whats up, do you not see this baby growing out of me” he laughed and rubbed my stomach. Some pretty tan chick came up behing him. She resembled that girl Emily on pretty little liars and her eyes were like kimora lee’s. Overall she was pretty.
“Oh sis, I forgot to tell you, This is Kahli…She’s my wife”
“Wife? You mean to tell me I finally got a sister?” I said hugging her. She just laughed and I let her go.
“So how many months are you?”
“4, about to be on to 5 soon but today was my first appointment since I recently found out I was pregnant so you know I just found out the baby’s sex”
“Ooh, I know youre excited”
“I am”
“Is that the baby’s father?” She asked pointing to Derek.
“Nah, the baby’s father isn’t going to be in my life nor my childs life for safety purposes” She nodded and my brother eyed me.
“What do you mean safety purposes”
“Nothing Daquan”
“Did he hit you?” As asked looking at my face and I pushed him away.
“No D damn, leave it alone”
“Who is the father? He asked with his jaw clentched and Kahli tried to calm him. I just walked away as she pulled him into a corner. I know he is older then me and everything but damn, this nigga had no right to show up 5 years later and get ready to fight niggas. I shook my head and walked over to rose who immediately introduced me to her family. It wasn’t that many people. Just an aunt, uncle and three cousins. Before the party ended everyone wanted me to open my gifts and I did exactly that. I looked through everything and thanked everyone. When I opened the last present, I saw it wasn’t much but a couple of pacifiers and when I opened the card, there was atleast 10 hundred’s inside. I looked around and everyone looked confused. I read the card outloud and with the signature it just said anonymous. I just smiled and said thank you out loud.

Everyone was leaving and of course Derek, my brother his wife and I were stuck with the mess. Of course the guys didn’t want us to lift a finger so I just took the baby stuff into the spare room I had that was used for my office that I cleaned out for the baby’s room. Kahli helped me set up the crib, the rocker and then helped me put the babys clothes and stuff in the drawers. Of course nobody knew if I had a boy or not so I had to return half the girl shit I had in the bags. When I went back into the livingroom, I eard the guys whispering something and I heard my name so I stopped. I stood in the hallway near the livingroom.
“Yeah yo, he beat her pretty badly, she needed stiches near her eyebrow but luckily the baby was fine. He just lost it ya know and I been here trying to teach her how to trust niggas and give them a chance but you know she had relationships and niggas beat her pretty bad.”
“So whats this niggas name?”
“Some cat named Damion, he a rapper, he go by Killah..I doubt you can get to him but his sister rose is getting her boyfriend to come visti and beat the shit outta him. She don’t like that disrespectful shit and neither do I, I asked if she wanted me to but she don’t like me, I guess cause im being friendly with Katia you know?”
“Yeah, I feel you, oh well, lets just see what happens. I wish I could get to that nigga and beat him like he did my sis but I trust everything will work out”
“Mmhmm” There was a slight quietness.
“Oh shit, you saw that shot?” I rolled my eyes and made my way into the living room and sat beside Derek like I heard nothing.

Chapter 14

“Push Katia” Derek tried influencing me but I was so tired. This baby was taking my energy away and he aint even out yet. “Come on one last push” I gave this one my all and soon I head a baby crying and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in my room and I saw Derek cradling the baby.
“What you wanna name him?” He asked.
“Lets name him, Josiah Malik Parker” He nodded and kept talking to the baby. He then handed me Josiah who was hungry. I of course was gonna breast feed him for now until I got home. I felt awkward with Derek rubbing the baby’s head as I breast fed but hey, shit happens right?
Derek’s phone starting vibrating and he answered it and his face dropped. He looked nervous as hell and hungup.
“Imma come back later ma” He said kissing me on the cheek.
“Everything aiight?”
“Yeah, just some business I gotta take care of, imma catch you later” He said running out. I sighed and laid back looking the baby in his eyes. He was beautiful. His eyes were a pretty brown like mine, his hair was silky smooth and his cheeks were so red. His lips were dark like Damions and his nose was the same shape. I shook my head and I saw the baby smiling. It warmed my heart to see him smiling.
“what you like that?” I asked shaking my head again and he smiled. I put my pinky in his hand and he squeezed it. This little boy is gonna be my life.

Derek’s POV

I left the hospital and made my way back to the hood. Of course I heard some shit about my baby momma Katifa putting my daughter Yasmine in danger and I had to go. When I pulled up to the house, I heard yelling and crying. I ran inside and saw shit thrown all over the place.
“Shut the fuck up stupid cunt” I heard a slap and someone drop. I ran upstairs and saw my baby momma on the ground crying and some nigga on top of my little girl. I let off 8 rrounds into that niggas body and of course Yasmine screamed. I made her get as much shit as she needed and to hurry up cause I was taking her with me.
“What about me E?”
“What about you? I told you to keep niggas like him away from my daughter and you don’t listen…hell you cant even defend yoself, let alone my daughter, nah fuck that” I grabbed a bag from my daughters hand and we ran outside. My daughter was 14 and everything but still, this my little girl and imma treat her like she’s 5 until she’s old enough to drink leagally. I sped back to the hospital to tell Katia goodbye but instead, I saw a nigga in her room already…That nigga Damion.

Damion’s POV

I had to see the baby. Rose called me just o let me know Katia had the baby and I had to make sure the boy looked like me, and he did. I picked him up from the bed he was laying in and saw Katia sleping peacefully. I held him tightly to me and he snuggled up on my chest. I heard the door shut and when I turned around, I saw the nigga im assuming to be that nigga E.
“Who you?” I asked looking him up and down. He looked nervous as hell and sweaty.
“Why nigga? Who I am don’t have shit to do with you” I said as I placed the baby down.
“Actually it does if youre here visting my girl”
“Your girl”
“Yeah” He chuckled.
“Last time I checked, she left yo ass and she damn sure don’t want to see you” He walked over to the other side of the bed to wake Katia up.
“Leave her alone she’s asleep”
“And?” She moved a little in her sleep and finally opened her eyes.
“Derek?” She then looked at me “Damion? What the fuck is going on”
“Listen ma, I gotta tell you something” Derek started but I cut in
“Katia, I miss you babe” Derek and Katia looked at me and she rolled her eyes at me.
“Can you please leave Damion I really don’t want to see your face” She sounded disgusted and it angered me.
“Katia, this is important and I gotta say this fast” Derek said as the news showed and it had his face plasterd on it as a murderer.
“you gonna have this murderer around my seed Katia” She looked stunned and looked at me and Derek.
“Both of you get out”
“But-“
“GET OUT!” She yelled and I followed her instructions.
“Katia, im leaving and I just wanted to tell you I love you, imma miss you” I heard a smack and I looked near the door and saw a little girl with blood on her shirt and her clothes twisted up. Derek came out and told her to hurry up. The elevator shut and that was the last time I saw him.

Chapter 15

Those niggas are crazy. I love how they played me like some sort of fool, telling me they loved me but they both ended up as goons. Fuck them. I sat staring at the wall for a while and I even told the nurse I didn’t want anymore vistors but Lia and my brother and his girlfriend for the rest of my stay. Rose was cool but I wasn’t telling her my plans after I left.
“So listen, I plan on moving” I said as even cowded the baby.
“What?” Lia cocked a brow.
“Yeah I mean, I don’t want to live here anymore. This isn’t a good neighborhood and I have nothing here for me but my job which I cant go back to for the next month or two, I’d prefer to move.
“So where do you plan on moving to?”
“ I don’t know…maybe California or Florida…or no maybe Georgia”
“California? Why? So your son can grow up acting like a spoiled brat?” Lia asked.
“No, I just love the beach out there”
“Well, I think well do better in Florida”
“We?” I asked shocked.
“Hell yeah, I aint tell you I left Ray-ray broke ass since he aint listen to me and disciplined those kids. This time that badass daughter of his took my brand new coach louie backpack and spilled something on it. I cant get the stain out and not only did she try to say it was fake but she ripped the shit. He wasn’t gonna give me my money so I told him im leaving his ass and I did, so you know im single” I laughed and my brother shook his head.
“Florida is nice sis, you should move out there” He said.
“Okay, imma go house hunting online and imma find a nice big house”
“Wait, what about Damion?”
“What about him? He made it perfectly clear he aint gonna claim my son then fuck him” I said as the nurse came in.
“Ms. Parker, you have to sign this and you and the baby will be ready to check out”
“Okay thank you” I signed my realease form and she smiled and left. I got all of my stuff ready and they came in with a wheel chair which I aint need. They then rang up both my baby and my bracelet and I was
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