The Game Don't Change by Mazaradi Fox

Author:Mazaradi Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Akashic Books
Published: 2016-01-11T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

DeMarco had to take a trip to New York because LaLa was beefing about how he hadn’t seen or spent any time with their newborn daughter Nia, since she was born.

“Guess who’s home!” DeMarco called out as he entered the crib.

LaLa looked at him and whispered, “Shhhh! You gonna wake the baby up.”

“Come here, girl, show me some love.”

“You come here,” LaLa said with a smile.

“How you and my baby girl been doin?”

“Nigga, please, she in the room. Go and check on her yourself. She looks just like your crazy ass.”

DeMarco walked into the bedroom and saw his pretty angel laying in her crib sound asleep. He took her out and laid her onto the bed next to him.

LaLa had that Lil’ Kim look and older guys were on her heels. Plus, she showed DeMarco how to do his own thing, so money was nothing to her. Not saying she didn’t want the paper, but loyalty was her shit. LaLa had always dreamed of moving out of the projects, but DeMarco didn’t want her to. Since he was always running the streets, he didn’t want her and the baby at his house by themselves. He figured it was better if she moved back home with her moms.

“Get up, DeMarco, let’s go get somethin to eat. I wanna go take family photos at Sears and the baby needs some individual pictures too.” LaLa was young, but she was all about family.

They headed out to Green Acres Mall and must have taken at least a hundred pictures. They even bought the small circle picture to go inside a locket. He was so happy to be spending time with LaLa and his baby girl for the first time. DeMarco loved the shit out of his daughter and always wanted to make LaLa happy because he knew without LaLa putting him onto so much shit, he wouldn’t be where he was.

“Come on, let’s go to Macy’s. I saw some stuff I wanna get for the baby.”

DeMarco wanted to buy everything he saw for LaLa and his girl.

“DeMarco, ain’t that Killer C and some chick in Foot Locker?” LaLa asked.

“Oh shit, girl, you still got that hawk eye!”

They walked over to where the couple was standing, looking at the sneakers on display.

“Nigga, run your shit!” DeMarco said playfully to Killer C. “I could have had your ass.”

“Oh shit! What’s good, my brotha from another motha? When you got back?”

DeMarco looked at him and smirked. “I told you, I don’t kiss and tell.”

“Yeah, but wassup, though?”

“Ain’t shit, my nigga, just came to get a few things.”

“Damn, LaLa, you don’t play any games with all those bags. I haven’t seen you since DeMarco left.”

“Yeah, I’m in the house taking care of my baby.”

“Yo, she a keeper, DeMarco. Let me see little Boops. She gettin big, yo. She looks like her daddy.”

“You mean just like her motha,” LaLa said and rolled her eyes.

Killer C called the salesperson over and asked him if they had Baby Jordans.

“Yes, we do.

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