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𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐨𝐧 {𝐕𝐨𝐧} 𝐃𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭 | 𝟐𝟒
"Dayvon are you serious?!" This bitch always fucking fussing.
"Amari get out ma face please." I rolled my eyes, lighting a blunt going on the back porch.
I told her what happened with Kayla n she keep fucking yelling about how weird I am for kissing my sister, as if the bitch didn't kiss me first.
"You kissed another bitch, Dayvon! Not just any bitch, your sister, are you seriously gone sit here n act like I'm the one tripping?" She yelled, following me out back.
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𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 {𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢} 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 | 𝟐𝟐
I cried, still arguing with Dayvon on the back porch, I don't know why he's acting like this.. he said that he was happy and he loved me. That Misharron or any other "hoes" he fucked wit meant nothing to him.
I took the blunt out his hands, putting in on the nearby ashtray, sitting on his lap, my legs straddling his, tears filled my eyes as he looked down at his phone, completely ignoring me.
"Daddy, look at me," I whined, grabbing his face, trying to pull attention away from whatever was on his phone.
"Leave me alone, Amari." He huffed, fighting against my hand, still looking at his phone.
"Von.." I begged, grabbing his face and he finally turned his head.
"Whatchu on, Mari?"
"Huh?" I tilted my head.
"Whatchu on, whatchu all on me for?"
"I love you, daddy." I smiled, sadly, kissing his lips only to find that he didn't kiss back.
"Yea?"
"Mhm, I'm pregnant wit ya baby. I love you." I sniffled, rubbing my belly which hadn't really started showing yet.
"Yea you got my lil folks in you.. Whatchu think it is?" He smirked slightly.
"I hope a boy, he'll be a junior." I smiled, he did the same, wiping my tears.
"Yea. Dayvon Daquan Bennett Junior."
"That's a long ass name." I giggled as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer, letting me snuggle into his neck.
"Youn think it's gone be too much, once tha baby get here, you gone have two toddlers a sum n a newborn."
"Why you saying it like you ain't gone be there a sum?" I look up at him.
"Nahh I'm just saying, what if I be going on tour n shit."
"Why would you go on tour when you gotta whole family, Dayvon." I said, getting upset
"Mane now you trippin'," He shook his head at me, starting to push me off his lap, "Get off me Amari." He reached for another blunt, taking a lighter out his pocket.
"Don't smoke around me, Von! I'm pregnant." I huffed.
"You bouta piss me off," He pushed me harshly, making me fall onto the wood porch, "Doing too fuckin much bro." He shook his head as I started to cry.
I started crying harder at his reaction, "Von.." I whined.
"Go inna house, Mari." He said, smoking the blunt in between his fingers.
"Daddy stop." I stood up, walking back over to him, trying to get back on his lap.
"Bro, Mari!" He yelled, dropping the blunt, standing up to stomp it out.
He looked at me, angrily, going back in the house, slamming the back door after him, it wasn't long before I heard a car start up n tires screech shortly after.
I sat in the chair he was once in, crying harder.
Daddy why you acting like this.. do you not want the baby? Fine, I'll get rid of it.
