“What’s up?” I answered.
“I need you to come to get me, it’s important. Like, ASAP.” She said, I could hear the panic in her voice.
“What’s going on?” I remained calm.
“It’s time for you to step up and take care of your child and me.” She said lowly. I don’t why, but the way she said that tugged on my heart, and I felt bad. I didn’t want to do this to her because she didn’t deserve it. Man, I don’t know what to do, but maybe I could woo her ass and still get her to get rid of the baby.
“I’m on my way.” I said and ended the call. Yeah, I know if my intentions weren’t real, I could’ve just left her like that. I didn’t have to come running to her side, but like I said I’m not really the bad guy. Well, I’m not that bad.
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Present Day....
October 2017
“I liked that picture you posted on Instagram. Nelle is starting to look like you a little, but she still has my whole face.”
“Boy, bye!”
“Nah, but she looks cute, and so do you…” I flirted. I was a fool to let Bre go because that "after the baby" glow really enhanced her already beautiful face. Yeah, she picked up a little weight, but it looked good on her. She now had auburn colored hair, and she looked so pretty, I can’t even front. However, Bre wasn’t falling for my shit, and straight-up ignored my compliments.
“Is she asleep?” I asked.
“She’s fighting her sleep, but she’s not going to hang.” She chuckled. I chuckled too.
“You think you can keep her up. I have to handle something, but I could be there in about twenty minutes.” I said as I parked my car.
“It’s getting late, Jemar. Just try another time.” She let out a harsh breath of air. I knew she was annoyed and tired of my inconsistencies with Janelle.
“I know you’re tired of me coming around whenever I want. I’m trying to change that. I mean, it would be easier if you actually let me get her and keep her for a couple days out of the week.”
“Jemar….she doesn’t really have a relationship with you. And honestly, you really haven’t built up enough trust for me to trust you alone with her.”
“Fuck you think I’m going to do to my own child?” I barked into the phone. I quickly looked at the phone because Bre was less tolerable with me nowadays, she didn’t mind hanging up and ignoring my calls. She was really over a nigga and that bothered me. Yeah, I know I didn’t treat her right and wasn’t really in love with her, but it made me a little jealous to know she would be moving on. I mean, she wasn’t even sweating me for a little dick now and then. I don’t even think she loved me like she said did because it was so easy for her to give up on us. I know I probably made it easy for her to move on, but damn she never acted like she even missed me. To be honest, I don’t care if she moved on.
“Jemar, I told you I wouldn’t interfere with your relationship with Nelle, but I don’t think it’s healthy for you to come around whenever you want.”
“I’m working, making sure y’all are good financially. I’m sorry that takes time away from our bonding, but I’m doing what’s best for her.” Bre was quiet, then she scoffed.
“What’s best for her is actually having a relationship with her dad. I told you we were good financially. The money you give goes into her savings account. Her needs are met with my check.” She stated matter of factly—this smart bitch. I said to myself.
“Look, I was waiting for the right time to tell you, but it’s never the right time, so I’m letting you know I’m thinking about moving to Atlanta.” She shared.
“What?”
“I want a new start, and I saved up enough money to leave next month.”
“Sounds like you already made your mind up about it, fuck you telling me for?”
“I just thought you should know.”
“Atlanta, huh? Why Atlanta?”
“That’s the place to be, and I heard it’s a nice city. I think it would be good for Nelle and me.”
“Nah, it would be good for you and Ricky. You think I forgot that nigga stays there now. And let that nigga know I have hit on his head for stealing my money.”
“What?”
“You heard me! I know it was him who skimmed some money from my stash.” I noticed that after he moved, my money was off, and he was the only person beside Tia and me to have access to my secret stash in my apartment. I never really trusted him, but Marco and the other guys knew him, so I rocked with him. But always kept an eye out for him.
“That doesn’t sound like something Ricardo will do.” She was calling him Ricardo on purpose to strike a nerve.
“You don’t know that nigga like how I know him. You think he’s an upstanding citizen, but that nigga is just as bad as me if not worst.”
“Sure. Well, I doubt the Ricardo I know would do that. His parents are paid, and he’s always worked hard, so why does he need to steal from you?”
“You must be fucking that nigga, taking all up for him. Just remind him, I tasted that first.” I smirked.
“Ricardo and I are just friends, trust me. He’s seen what you did to me, so I doubt if he would ever want somebody like me.”
“Good.”
“You know what!..... Nothing. Nah, fuck that. Fuck you! I will happily admit that you damaged me to the point that I don’t think I will ever be open to love again. Everything you did, you did with intention and hate. You pursued me! You made me give you my virginity by challenging
