305 Lovin’ 2 by Diamond Johnson

Author:Diamond Johnson [Johnson, Diamond]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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Quay

“We about to go to the doctor’s office right now and see what the fuck is going on with you. And I swear to God, if you’re pregnant, you’re deading that shit today,” I yelled at her as I walked into the bathroom and saw that she had a positive pregnancy test lying on the bathroom counter.

I couldn’t believe the shit that I was going through right now, and for the first time in a very long time, a nigga was stressing. Since I stopped fuckin’ with Monae, I’ve been pretty much doing some reckless shit. You know, the usual, partying, drinking, smoking, and fuckin’ bad bitches damn near every day of the week. See, the thing is, I was strapping up with these bitches, but I fucked around and ran up in a chick by the name of Paris. See, the thing about Paris, is that Paris wasn’t just some bitch that I started fuckin’. In fact, Paris was a female that I used to mess around with back in the day, but all of that stopped when she moved to Atlanta.

I happened to run into her a couple weeks ago at K.O.D, and she and I have been fuckin’ like rabbits ever since. Paris and I were never necessarily in a relationship back then, more like friends with benefits. We would talk on the phone and shit, fuck, go on dates, but we never really put a title on what we had going on. I had some type of feelings for her, but I didn’t love her. In fact, Monae was the only female I ever loved, besides my mother.

I know society probably gets tired of hearing the same old sad story about a boy growing up, only having his mother there to raise him, but that’s just the hand that I was dealt in life. So, with that being said, I grew up in a household, only having the luxury of being raised by my mother and fuckin’ dreams. If a nigga didn’t have his dreams, he didn’t have shit. The only positive force that I had growing up in a rat infested apartment, located in the slums of Opa-locka, was the fact that I was positive that that shit wouldn’t be my future. So as a boy, Quan and I dreamed, and we dreamed big. We knew one day that he would be the hottest rapper to ever step out of Miami, and I would be there to manage him.

The point I’m trying to make here is that my mother raised me and she did it all by herself. Of course, I was told at an early age that my daddy wasn’t shit and that I better not grow up to be anything like his coward ass when I became a man. Which is why I was so set on about Monae coming out to everybody and letting them know that we were together.

I loved Monae with everything that beats in me, and I was just tired of being a fuckin’ secret.

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