FOUR

                                    

                                          
"Mornin' mama," I yawned kissing my mother's cheek. 
                          
She was pouring herself a cup of coffee. "Morning baby. What're you doing up so early?" 
                          
Couldn't sleep. Was having  damn nightmares, that Regina had twins n' Love left me. "Ion know." 
                          
She gave me a look and I smiled. My mama ain't no idiot, she knew something was up. "Spill." 
                          
"Spill what?"
                          
"O'Shea, boy... Don't play, something's on your mind." 
                          
"Regina's pregnant." I blurted, it felt good to get that off my chest. 
                          
My mother stirred her coffee. I knew a lecture was coming... 
                          
"Is it yours?" She asked and I nodded yes. Mama cleared her throat. "What about Love?" 
                          
"...She don't know." 
                          
"You need to tell her." 
                          
"Mama, she'll leave me." I confessed. 
                          
"Not if you're honest with her, O'Shea." Her voice was soft, yet stern. "Better to be honest now, then keep up a lie."
                          
Shaking my head I just learned against the counter. "I know." 
                          
Giving me a kiss on the cheek, she left the room. How the hell am I gon' tell Love? She'll leave me, for sure. 
                          
Going back upstairs, I watched her sleep. She was wrapped in the sheets, lookin' like a damn angel. 
                          
Getting back in the bed, I wrapped my arms around her. She laid into my body, while I kissed along her neck, then her shoulders. 
                          
Rising, I shook her awake. "Babygirl." 
                          
Turning towards me, Love kissed my lips. I kissed back, deepening the kiss getting on top of her. 
                          
Her hands pulled down my boxers. Bringing her legs around my waist, I carefully slid into her. I let out a low groan, feeling her nails dig into my back. 
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"Shea, seriously stop!" Love yelled, but laughed at me. 
                          
I was grinding against her as she brushed her hair. I couldn't help myself, she looked good. Hella good. Smacking her ass, I smirked. "Come by the studio, after work." 
                          
"And be around, y'all loud asses?" She complained. 
                          
"Hell yeah. You like us." 
                          
Love, scoffed. "Only one of you." 
                          
"It betta be me." I warned her, smacking that ass again. 
                          
She jumped from the impact and I smiled. Before I was able to do it again, there was a knock at the door. Racing downstairs, I answered. 
                          
"Sup nigga!" Eric yelled dapping me up, coming inside. 
                          
Dre followed and went straight to the kitchen; damn. 
                          
"What y'all doin' here?" I asked them. 
                          
"We got the name." Eric grinned, snatching the milk carton out of Dre's hand. 
                          
"A'ight, what is it?" 
                          
"N.W.A." They each said. 
                          
"What? That's initials..." I was confused.
                          
"It stands for, Niggas With Attitudes." 
                          
Ion know what it was bout the name, but... That was it! That's exactly the name for this group. I dapped Dre and E, up. We started clowning, talking; the normal shit. 
                          
I turned when I saw, Love come downstairs. That ass... I watched it shake as she went into the living room. 
                          
Turning back to the niggas, Eric just smirked at me. "So uh... What's Love doin' here?"