Vegas Maurice Young
I woke to the sound of Za screaming crying on the monitor thing. I look over and see Nala aint in the bed i reach over grab my phone checking my messages while walking to the nursery."whatchu crying for son" i said picking him slowly and gently. I cradle him in my right arm rocking back and forth. I walk over and sit down in the reclining rocking chair and place him in the middle of my bare chest on his stomach. I grab the little blanket off the arm of the chair and put it over his back rocking back and forth until he went back to sleep.
I got on my phone again to text my baby.
my punk 💙
wya?
my love 💞
you aint read my note onna counter??my punk💙
nope.
my love💞
go read it duh
my punk 💙
stop tryna act like dem white women girl 🙄 just tell me wya 👊🏾my love💞
cant stand yo beige ass 😒 im getting more diapers for Za now leave me alonemy punk 💙
beigeee?? you real funny .. i love you or whatever
my love 💞
ik am 😭😭😘 i love you more or whatever punkI got up and put Za in his little white rocker bailey had gave us and put a little white blanket on him. I took a picture of him sleep in his rocker and posted it on my ig story.
vegas60s • 2s ago
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Teen Fiction... "i got my mind on my money, but my mind on you right now .. how would you feel if i slid thru right now?"... name and cover changed <3 *DISCONTINUED*