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“And my mothafuckin’ wife!” I roared. “I specifically told you to let me handle the shit, Kehlani, but you can’t fucking help yourself. You have to have a say and be involved in some shit no matter what the outcome could be.”
“Yes, I do, Javyous, especially when it comes tomybaby’s daddy.”
“Word.” I smirked. “You need to go be with that bitch ass nigga then. Nurse his pussy ass back to health.”
She tried to clean it up. “I wasn’t saying it like that.”
“I don’t really give a fuck how you were saying it, I just want you to move the fuck out of my way.”
She shoved me. “No. You’re trying to leave because I was trying to handle the shit before it got too far? I knew what happened today would happen!”
“Today happened because he put his mothafuckin’ hands on you and because my fucking daughter called me crying because she was witnessing her bitch ass sperm donor put hands on her mother while her grandmother and brother tried to break it up.”
I was so close to her face and seething mad that I was sure that she could feel the heat coming from my body.
“I’m sorry, JV, I just didn’t want things to get to the point where one parent wasn’t there,” she cried. “I knew if y’all got into it, Pharaoh would either walk away from them if I didn’t leave you or you would make me keep them from him.”
“Am I a bitch ass nigga?” I asked, angling my head to the side.
“No, that’s not what I was saying.”
“Again, I don’t give no fucks what you were saying, just get the fuck out of my way.”
She eyed me before reluctantly stepping out of my way. I hated that she was crying and shit, but this time I didn’t let her tears move me. I needed space.
“You don’t think you went too hard on her, cuz?” Dominique asked. “I mean she is pregnant.”
My eyes cut to his ringing phone then back to nothing in particular in front of us. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with shit really, so I got in the car with my cousin, but I was regretting it now.
“I’m just gon’ crash at my pops’ crib,” I said, ignoring his question.
“You sure?” He briefly looked my way. “How you gon’ get back to the house?”
“I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it, I just need to clear my head for the night. I know nobody will fuck with me at his house.”
“Yeah, but do you think he gon’ be straight with that? I mean you did fire the nigga, JV.”
“Yeah mothafucka from being my promoter, not my fucking father. Just drive, Dominique, I’m not in the mood.”
I was in a bad headspace and in a very ill mood. I didn’t want to take it out on the wrong people which was why I wanted him to shut the fuck up talking to me. Kehlani had a nigga’s mental all fucked up. I understood where she was coming from trying to keep the peace between me and her punk ass baby daddy, but she had to understand my angle as well. Not only was the nigga being corny by even talking about her to the kids, but he had shit fucked up thinking he was going to disrespect her to them. He was going to get his ass beat regardless.
Please just come back home, Javyous.
I knew just from this simple text message that she was still crying and an emotional wreck. I felt a little bad knowing that, but not enough to do what she wanted me to do. Plus, her grandmother was there and assured me that she was going to stay the night with Kehlani and the kids.
You need to calm yourself down, Kehlani. Think about the baby.
Are you thinking about the baby? Where are you going anyways?
Always thinking about my family.
Yet you’re not here with your family. Please, I’ll do whatever I need to do to make it up to you, just come home.
I will… tomorrow. We need the night away from each other.
She started to call after that message, but I declined all of her calls. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her and I knew that if Iactually heard her crying, I’d cave. It’d damn near killed a nigga to walk out when she was bawling her eyes out earlier.
The sound of Dominique’s door closing broke me from my thoughts. I looked up and noticed that we were in front of my pops’ crib. Reaching in the back seat, I grabbed my bag then climbed out of the car. As I made my way inside, I saw that the door was open, letting me know Tandy was selling food. I was a little irritated knowing that traffic was going to be in and out of the house, but I said fuck it. It beat me being home in that moment.
