Page 39 of Still Made For You

“I’ll try my best. He normally wakes up between eight and nine in the morning. My baby is a really good sleeper, aren’t you, Sin?” Sincere was too engrossed in my phone to pay attention to her. These kids were so young, yet they knew how to answer phones and access their favorite shows on YouTube.

“Enjoy your night.” I probably stared at her longer than I should have, but it was difficult not to. My baby momma was stacked in all of the right places. I’m salty she denied me because now it might have been the last time for us.

“Are you ready to spend the week with Daddy?” Sincere nodded his head yes, even though I knew he didn’t know what I was talking about.

Once we made it to my place, I went to heat up his food as Breyoun instructed. My mother had already called so she could talk to him and put in her request to keep him at least one night. I agreed to one night, but I was determined to do this by myself for once.

Baby mama: Is he crying?

How is he taking it?

I miss him so much.

Shaking my head, I replied to the messages from my worrisome baby momma.

Me: *attachments sent*

He is living his best life with his daddy. My boy is just fine, now find you something to do.

Baby momma: He looks heartbroken to me.

Me: Get out of here. You are losing your mind. Now please don’t call us until the morning.

I chuckled at her delusional self. I’d sent her two pictures and a video of him playing and watching his shows. Sincere hasn’t shed one tear since I picked him up, and I expected no less. He’s a really cool baby for the most part.

Baby momma: Are you sure you don’t need me to come get him?

Me: No, I might actually keep him for another week since I’ll be home for a while.

I only said it to get under her skin, even though I planned to spend as much time with him as I could.

Baby momma: Over my dead body. I wouldn’t be able to survive two weeks without my stinka butt. One week is already going to kill me.

Me: Try to have fun. Call my cousins and see what they’re up to. I’m sure you can find something to get into besides harassing us during our bonding time.

Baby momma: Kiss my ass. I may take your advice though. I could use a night of bald head hoe shit. Good night, baby daddy. Kiss my baby for me.

I didn’t bother replying because there was no need.

“Alright, son. It’s time to eat.” Spending time with Sincere gave me a feeling I couldn’t even describe. Kids were never in the plans for me, but I couldn’t see my life without him. Every time he smiled at me or said “dada” it warmed my entire soul. My father Omar gave us the world and I planned to give the same to mine.

I’d started off rocky, but I was determined to right all of my wrongs. My son deserved so much more from me. We cuddled up while watching his shows for the rest of the night. My thoughts were on how hard I needed to work, to make up for mistakes. When my son grew up, I wanted him to recall all of the good times we had together. The past can’t be erased, so I need to make sure the future is even brighter. As Sincere drifted to sleep in my arms, I made a vow to be everything he needed me to be.

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Staringatthenumberson the house, I glanced down at my phone to make sure I was in the right place. Once I confirmed, I opened my driver’s side door before taking a deep breath. It was now or never since I’ve already made it this far.

After a few more moments of settling my nerves, I decided to get out. My nerves were starting to get the best of me. I think it was because of the unknown of it all. I haven’t seen Saya in years. I wasn’t sure if she was married with kids or a drug addict. hFor all I know she could be all of the above. If I’m being honest, her reaction to seeing me was what I was anticipating the most. Was she going to be happy to see me? Did she hate me? If so, why? My mind was going a hundred miles a minute trying to prepare myself for whatever reception I was going to receive from her.

There was a doorbell camera on the door, so I knew the element of surprise would not be on my side. What if she didn’t answer the door when she realized it was me? I guess there was really only one way for me to find out.

Once I knocked on the door, I stepped back to put some space between myself and whatever would be waiting for me on the other side of the door. I heard the sounds of dogs barking in the distance, which made me chuckle. Saya always said she would have a house full of dogs because her parents were dead set against them.

Saya had always been a rebellious child, so I knew this was her way of asserting her independence. I saw a figure peek through the curtains, but I kept my head down to avoid the awkward stares. Once I heard the sound of the door clicking, I braced myself.

“Umm, hi, can I help you?” The pretty young girl who answered the door seemed oddly familiar, but she wasn’t Saya.

“Ummm, yeah. I’m looking for Saya Williams, I was told she lived at this residence.” She stared at me for a second longer, before a strange expression crossed her face.

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