Page 12 of A Toxic Redemption

"He's my son, Khalil."

"Bitch, he's my son too!" I growled. "If you want to see him, get in touch with mama. You can meet up with her at the house and visit him. You're too angry to be trusted alone with him. Also, I want joint custody of him."

"Khalil, it's all or nothing!" she cried, shouting, "We are a package deal!"

"Mama will be in touch," was all I said as I got into my car. The look in her eyes let me know she didn't like my answer, and I couldn't give a less fuck. "Don't piss me off, Mia. I let you slide when you popped back up with my brother. Raising my kid as a single father is nothing for me." I waved to her with my gun in hand as I backed out of the lot. I looked through the side-view mirror and watched as she stood there until we disappeared from her sight.

Mia thinks the love I once had for her was enough to spare her life. Little does she know, KJ is young enough to where he will eventually forget her ass if I left her rotten in a sewer. If she keeps fuckin' with me and thinks that I'm going to let her dictatethe relationship that I have with my son, I'm going to show her a side of me she didn't know existed.

Since I met with Mia the other day, the shooting from a couple of weeks ago has been on my mind. It's not a coincidence that as soon as she and my brother come back in town, someone gets to blasting on me. I don't want to think that issues with my brother and me are that bad, but I put nothing past him.

"Loon, did you hear me talking to you?" Alicia tapped my thigh. "I wanted to know if we were going to chill today."

I inhaled my blunt and eyed her as if she were crazy. We were here in the living room of my condo, and she had just given me some pretty decent head, but that's all I needed from her so she could leave. I believe Lucky puts roots on a nigga because if the pussy ain't hers, it's been mid as fuck. Yeah, these girls get my dick hard, but I'm not satisfied after I bust. For whatever reason, Alicia wanted to be slow today because I have never chilled with these bitches. Well, outside of with Lucky.

"Be fuckin' for real, Alicia." I blew the smoke out as I mugged her. "You came and offered a service. What, you want some money or something?"

"Are you going to give me some?" Her eyes lit up. I couldn't help but chuckle because I knew it was because I never spent a dime on her before. "Yes, money would be nice."

"Aight." I nodded with my blunt between my lips. "You got change for a twenty?"

"What?" she screeched as she hopped up from her seat beside me on the sofa. "You can't be serious."

"You're right." I stood from the couch. "That's too much." I grabbed her elbow and led her to the door. "I'm going to holler at you later."

"Wait." She stopped and turned as I reached for the door handle. "I saw baby things on the kitchen counter. Have you had a woman over here with a baby?"

"Girl, if you don't get out of my shit." I opened the door to let her out. "Questioning me like you've lost your damn mind and shit."

These bitches were going to run me crazy if I let them, and that wasn't the move. I just wanted to get my dick wet and get out of dodge. Lucky gets me, which is why she and I click the way we do. Sex with no attachments and understanding is the best thing in the world.

"Loon, please," she whimpered as I pushed her over the threshold. "Is there someone else? Do you have a baby?"

Wham!

I slammed the door in Alicia's face and left her in the hallway to wallow in her own sorrows. What I have going on is no concern of hers, and she's been dealing with me long enough to know better than to question me.

As I made my way back to the couch, a knock at my door had me halting my steps. I was for sure about to lay this damn girl out.

"Bit... what the fuck are y'all doing here?"

Furrowing my brows, I looked on as Bino and Jake stood on the other side of my door. Not only that, but they had company.

"Son, why in the hell am I just now hearing about you getting shot recently? Why didn't you call me?" my father fussed and pulled me into a tight hug, catching me off guard. "Are you okay?"

"Man, let me go." I chuckled as I shook loose from his embrace. "Dramatic ass nigga. Plus, it's not like we talk like that."

Quite frankly, we didn't talk at all. Yeah, he's popped up a couple of times over the last few weeks, but we were cordial at best. This is the first time I've seen him since the barbecue, and I don't know what he expected from me. Walking away from the door, I left them standing there to come in if they pleased. I was definitely going to talk to them niggas about showing Ceaser where I laid my head.

"I'm trying to change that if you let me."

He followed me over to the sitting area and took a seat beside me. The nigga was clean as hell, and from the few times I saw him, he was always dressed in a suit or slacks.

"Tell me what's going on and what you need from me?"

"Need from you?" I scoffed as I inhaled the blunt. "I don't need shit from you or anybody else, my nigga. I'll handle it."

"Bro, we don't even know where to start looking," Jake chimed in. "Unk has the resources to help, so let him. I get you feel a way about him, but you have KJ to think about. What if niggas had done that shit while he was with you?" I frowned at the thought because I would be devastated if anything happened to my kid. "Exactly, nigga."

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