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"Jehovah. This is really what you are going to do to my daughter! You know Carl was always right about you. He said you were no good for her!"
"Fuck you and Carl, and I actually commend him for putting up with you all these years because even a baby not trapping me with Cashmier's spoiled ass."
I replied, just as Ciara pushed past me and slapped the fuck out of Casandra before we could react.
WHAP!
The sound echoed off the walls, and Casandra screeched like her ass had been shot.
"And bitch when you drop that baby, I'm beating your ass. I don't give a fuck who your baby daddy is!"
Ciara spat in Cashmier's face, and as crazy as it may sound, that's when I knew I was in love. I was, however, even more pissed off now because I don't know if I just lost her for good because of their dumb no-fighting asses.
"You bitches have three seconds to get the fuck up out of here before I make the ground around your feet hot. Oh, and Cashmier, I want a DNA test."
"What the fuck do you mean, Hov?"
"Ciara found a pack of condoms stashed in a tampon box in the restroom, and I have never used a condom here with you. And I damn sure wouldn't hide them in a fuckin tampon box!"
She just stood there looking stupid, and just from the look on her face, I could see she was, in fact, guilty of some shit.
"Hov, my father was murdered, I'm pregnant, and I just caught you with another woman and you have no fuckin sympathy for me! You're bringing up some fucking condoms I bought like that makes me guilty."
"You can say what you want, but I want a DNA test. Now get the fuck out of here before your potential baby daddy is in jail for assault."
"Wow. Fuck you Hov."
Cashmier and her people left the room, smacking their lips and shit like they were offended.
Right now, all of them were getting treated like enemies, and the only innocent party in this shit is my seed, and that's if it's even mine.
Chapter 13
Ciara
"P! Open up, it's me."
I'd been standing outside Pernelle's door with my two suitcases for ten minutes knocking, yet no one was answering the door. My adrenaline was still high, and I'd been rude to several innocent people on my way over here. I haven't had a fight since the fight I had in high school that first landed me in detention with Kairo. Now all these years later, I'm tussling, and I am too fuckin old for this shit. I'm sure I will be sore as hell in the morning.
Where fighting over Hov didn't sound like something I wanted to be a part of, everything else did. The way Hov took care of me, the way he let me have a mind of my own while still protecting me. He had been the perfect gentleman thus far, which is why I went down on him last night. Is the baby truly a deal breaker between us? I don't know. But if he can't control Cashmier, then we have a real fucking problem we can't come back from.
"There must not be fucking here. Damn."
I beat on the door again, giving up and grabbing my suitcase. I draggedthemback to the elevator and thanked Godthat they were working today because I had already had to drag them all the way from the bus stop.
With nowhere else to go, I looked across the courtyard at my building, so I figured I could just go home for right now. Hopefully, Kairo was too scared to come back there, and if he wasn't, oh well. I'm just going to ignore him and drink nothing inside that apartment before I hear back from Pernelle, and if he decides to trip, I will call the police.
As I walked over towards my building I tried to think about what I would be doing now that me and Hov just had a blow out or should I say me and Hov's baby mama. I can't believe he's been preaching that keep it real shit to me thus far, yet that's not what he's been doing. If I had a baby on the way, that would've been the first thing I told him.
My body felt strained, and my feet felt heavy as I struggled to take those final steps to my building. I was relieved when I saw that Markelle was walking inside just a few steps ahead of me.
"Kel, can you please hold the door for me?"
He looked back over his shoulder and then proceeded into the building without saying a word to me. This was the second time I've run into him with attitude, and I wanted to check his ass about it. Especially after all the countless plates of food I've given him, letting him come in my house all the time, and giving him advice when I could. I hustled up the steps after him and called out his name.
"Yo, Kel, did you not hear me? What's your problem? You picking sides like that?"
I was already riled up from my fight with CashmiersoI'm sure I cameoffaggressive.
