I called Jadya cause I remember her telling me that is where Deuce wanted to go yesterday.
"Mmmm. Ms. Y/ln to what I owe a phone call from you." She said answer the phone
"I need your help and I want to get Deuce." I said
"Dess know?" She asked
"No that's why I need your help." I said pulling into a Wendy's drive thru
"Alright I'll send my address." She said
"Don't tell Dess Jay." I said
"Mhm." Then hung up
"Rude."
What Dess said lowkey was a wake up call. After my sister and mama died in that car crash and not me I lost it. How would you react you driving them back after going out to eat and announced their going to be a grandma and auntie then get hit by a drunk driver. Matter a fact the same person you just talked to in the restaurant. You would change too.
I do regret the way I pushed Dess away she was pregnant and I was being an ass about everything. I felt like I couldn't explain how I felt and that's what broke us apart. Don't get me wrong I'm always there when her or my son needs me but I shouldn't be a phone call away. I should be there.
"Finally. Deuce your mama here." She said walking away making me roll my eyes
"Mama!" Deuce said running up to me
"Wassup nigga." I said picking him up
"So what do you need my help with." Jayda said
"Keep Dess distracted until about 8:30 and let her know I have Deuce." I said
"But you literally said don't tell her." She said
"Well say him and Loyal went with Baby somewhere." I said
"You made my bestie cry she called me. So I hope your making it right." She said
"I am tell her to go to my house and drive the G wagon to Savannah she'll know where to go." I said
"Yo hoe ain't gone be there." Jay said tryna be funny
"No. Come let go Deuce we gotta surprise mommy." I said
"Bye auntie baby. Y/nn don't fuck up." Jayda said walking us out
"I'm trying."
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Dess POV
Savannah outta all place. Why would she wanna go back home. And she let me drive her g wagon. She love this ugly ass car. I'm not gone lie I shouldn't have snapped like I did but when you hear about her treating another woman right knowing your time was cut short hurts. Maybe she didn't understand that.
Since her mama and sister died she has been lost. She was looking for a type of love I wasn't prepared to give. She is still searching which hurts the most. I don't think it helps that our son is a carbon copy of what her sister looked like. She drinks and smokes her life away. And doesn't realize it. She's the true definition of a hopeless romantic.
"Hey Miss.Bailey, Ms.Y/ln rented out the whole building so just go on in." The host said
"Thank you." I said taking off my shades
"Come Deuce stop." Y/n said trying to whisper she never could
"But mommy here." He said trying to whisper back
"Well I'm tryna get her back even though you don't know what that means so shhh." She said putting her finger over her lips
"Y'all both suck at whispering." I whispered making them stand up straight and look at me
Y/n clearly has been drink because the wine bottle is empty and Deuce already at because his shirt is messed up.
"Hey Dess."
"Hey mommy." Deuce said coming up and hugging me
"Hey baby you fed your shirt I see." I said pulling his shirt down
"I ate 'paghetti." He said doing that little weird twisting thing all little kids do
"And mama was thirsty." I said looking up seeing her drink out of her cup making her stop
"I order your favorite." She said smiling
"Mhm and what is that." I said sitting beside her as Deuce ran playing with his toys
"Steak and potatoes least when we came here it was." She said
"Alright." I said 10 points
"Think imma forget." She said drinking somemore making me take the cup
"Our son is here." I said she really doesn't know her limit. She not abusive or anything she just doesn't know when to stop drinking.
"Right. Look Dess I'm sorry, but I'm trying I really am." She said
"Talk to me babe what's up with you." I said
"I don't know. It's weird and I'm apologizing for all of it. Every since they left I've been feeling weird. I regret everything that happened between us because it's my fault. Everything was. If I just had called them and told them or went the house and told them I they would still be here. We sat right over there." She said point and starting to cry when she looked at the table
"I parked right there. That man was sitting right there. Right there at that very bar 3 years ago today. And we fucking talked about any and everything. Now look at me a drunk like him." She said
"Y/n it is not your fault."
"It is stop saying that!" She said making me flinch
"Sorry." She said then grabbed another cup
"Y/n you have one more time to pick up that bottle." I threatened
"Dess I really need a drink." She said like a addict
"You need to go to rehab." I said grabbing the bottle
"Honestly we can't get together if you don't. And need to go to therapy talk your problems out with a professional." I said being 100% real with her
"I love you Y/n I really do but you have to get right first before we even have a conversation about getting together." I said
"Yeah." She mumbled
"Come on Deuce." I said making Y/n pop her head up
"We didn't eat yet." She said standing up with me
"Me and you both know you weren't going to eat."
The waiter came as Deuce was getting his toys with a to-go box. Good idea. I packed my stuff while Y/n begged for us to stay.
"Y/n I'm serious and your not taking me serious. I understand what you are going through but your not even fucking trying. You said you are but your not." I ranted out
"I'm sorry if I'm being hard on you but I'm deadass. I refuse to go through what we went through. We were about to get married. I won't be a second choice to your vices ever again. Say byebye Deuce." I said walking away as they said their goodbyes
"Mama sad." Deuce said as I put him in the car
"I know baby."
My Hopelessly Romantic
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Y'all with me on this right? Needs to be a book. But I'm scared I'll do it how I do my other books. I don't know but I fuck with this though. It has a meaning. You get it. Anyways
Love and thank y'all❤️🖤❤️🖤
~Alex aka Head of the Niglets👽🛸
