Blame It On The Streets

Want That Old Thing Back {R}

{May 1st}
Teyana.

I flipped over my ringing phone while I stood at the fax machine at work. I declined since I do not know the number but thirty seconds later they called again. I sigh answering.

"Hello?"
"Teyana?"
"Who is this?"
"Demetrius."
"R-r-really?"
"Yeah. How you doing?"
"Umm I'm g-good."
"Cool um you know I remember when you told me you was pregnant so I never forgot and now I wanna meet my child."
"Umm..."
"I mean you kept it right?"
"Y-yes"
"Well then can I meet my kid?"
"I guess so."
"Cool. In a hour is good for me, what about you?"
"Oh no I'll still be at work."
"Oh well what time you'll be out?"
"I get out at 2:30 ."
"Aight well how about five?"
"Five is good for me."
"Aight, you wanna go to dinner or some? Little Prince Cafè?"
"Yeah that's cool."
"Aight I'll call you later aight."
"O-okay bye."
"Bye."

I hung up and breathed deeply, not even believing this.

{later}

I walk in my bedroom and see Keenan knocked out in bed. I decided on taking a shower and making dinner for Keenan before going to meet Demetrius.

I must admit I'm very nervous because I haven't seen Demetrius in almost four years, I just don't know what I expect.

I took a fairly quick shower and then out on an acid-washed skinny jeans, a plain white v-neck short sleeve shirt and all white high top Nike Air Force One's.

I walked downstairs and prepared dinner, chicken Alfredo. I heard footsteps behind me and then felt a kiss on my neck.

I turn around and he backs me into the counter. He kisses my lips smothering my bottom lip with his tongue. I open my mouth allow him to enter.

Keenan smirks pulling away and opening the refrigerator. "Where you going?" He pours some fruit punch into a glass cup.

I sigh. "I gotta go meet King's dad at 5, that's all really, I just figured I'll make dinner for you."

"He's out?" He looked surprised. "Yeah." I respond. "Since when?" He asks.

"I have no idea he just called me today when I was at work but he didn't tell me all that."

"Mmm." He hums sitting in the chair.

"How was work today?" I question. Two weeks ago Keenan had start working at the local tattoo shop. I'm so glad because now I get help with the bills, I mean Keenan used to help some but his money wasn't coming professionally, I honestly didn't know where his money was coming from but now I'm happy and very proud of him.

"It's was good, I ain't really have a lot of clients today because I had to do one big tattoo in this chicks back, it was stressful." I think that Keenan being a tattoo artist is perfect for him because he's obsessed with tattoos, look at how many he has.

"What did she get, did it come out good?"

"Yeah it came out cool, she got this big ass hibiscus flower tattoo going all down her back."

"Mhm. Will you do my tattoo for me?"

"Tattoo of what?"

"Well I saw this really cute one, it was like letter blocks and it spelled the babies name on them it was so cute like I really want it."

"We don't even know what her name is gonna be."

"I know but after the birth, oh and I kind of like the name Kierra do you?"