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Atlanta, Georgia 2:12 am London Wheat
By myself, I crept through the gate to Jabo's house ready to take him out. I heard movement so I ducked down by the trash can and pulled my mask down. I saw that nigga through his window talking with his girlfriend. I aimed my gun and didn't think twice before shooting it shattering the glass. Blood splattered against to window so I took off running to a alley where my car was. I stopped to catch my breath bending over, God I have to stop smoking.
I got in and sped off all the way home. Jabo had to go, he was plotting and I felt like it. I don't wanna hurt Aliyah but is she put herself in the crossfire she gone get burned. I unlocked my front door and went in locking it behind me. "Bae." I call receiving no answer. "Monse." I say walking in our room seeing her knocked out in the middle of the bed with panties and a bra on. I love how comfortable she is with me. I moved her over a little taking my clothes off leaving me in nothing but some boxers.
"I been waiting on you." she got up going in the bathroom, I heard the sink running. "I'm sorry I took long, I was talking with Jabo." I tell her grabbing the remote. I flipped through Netflix and clicked on Grey's Anatomy, Monse be watching this shit. She came back in the room with and got on top of me laying her head in chest.
"What do you want for your birthday?" she asked. "I don't want nothing, it's all about you." I say rubbing her ass squeezing it every now and then. "Javon, stop acting like that. Everything is not about me." she whined. "I don't want nothing foreal Monse, ian to fond of receiving shit." I don't like to get things from people I only like to give. I dare a nigga say they gave me anything. Everything I got, I got it out the mud.
"Mhm." she got off of me getting under the covers, I guess I made her mad or whatever. I could care less she a big ass baby.
"Man stop acting like that." I said after she scooted away from me. "As soon as you stop acting like that." she mumbled. "You got a smart ass mouth, if a nigga put this bitch in ya mouth you would shut the fuck up." I say mumbling the last part. "Then do it." she turned looking at me. I laughed placing me attention on the TV. "Oh that's what I thought. Scared of some fucking head." she scoffed. "Ian never been scared of head, I'm just scared you don't know what you doing and ion wanna let my dick down."
"You so annoying." she got up throwing some socks on. "Where you going?"
"To fix me something to eat." she said leaving the room. Shit if she finna cook she might as well feed me too. I got out of the bed and followed her to the kitchen. "What you wanna eat right now?"
"Ion know whatever you cook." I say. She nodded and started taking shit out. I took out a wood to roll knowing I'm about to eat good. After rolling my shit up I lit it and leaned against the counter watching her cook. I looked at her stomach smiling. I can't wait for my baby to grow inside of her. "What you smiling at?" she asked. "You. You gone have my baby?"
