Chapter 4 -Inhale

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"Shhh dumb ass whatcha yelling for?" Aug ask putting his hand over your mouth and shutting the door

He takes his hand off your mouth and laughs

"Asshole don't do that" you laugh

"Punk ass"

"What you want August?"

"Shawty Let's get up outta here and catch our movie"

"Please little boy that can wait We got shit to do"

"Come on I got some nice shit planed"he whispers softly into your ear

"August stop" you giggle "how many times I gotta tell you you can't be flirting with me like this"

"Well you ain't have no problem flirting when we was texting last night"

You laugh and turn to face him "That was not flirting you ask me what color my panties were and I told you"

"Well what color are dey now?" He ask as his left hand travels up your from your waist down to your jeans

You smirk "that's for me to know and you to think about"

"If yuh let me look ion gotta think

You laugh "Whatever August where my baby at?"

"Upstairs"

"I'mma go get him you go start the car so we can go food shopping I need someone to carry them bags"

He chuckles "Ight shawty hurry"

you open the door walk out and go upstairs to find Brooklyn you find him laying on the couch in one of the bedrooms

"Hey brook was what's up?" You ask siting next to him on couch

"Hi mommy" he says dryly staring blankly at the wall

"What's wrong baby"

He sits up and looks over at you "mommy is trey my real daddy?

Your heart sinks as you hear those words "o-f course he is Brooklyn" you hate lying to him but it's for his own good

"Then why does everyone say he not?"

"Who's everyone?"

"All the kids laugh at me cuz my dad is so young and Miss.smith said that there no wayyy that trey could be my daddy and I told her she was wrong and she got mad at me"

Miss.Smith is Brooklyn's school teacher she's had this sick crush on trey since early this year when he drop Brooklyn off for you because you had to work that thot ass bitch damn near 28 no kids no man no nothing trey just turned 18 she need to get her life

"Brook don't listen to her I done told you her ass ain't nothing to be worried about"

"I know mommy I know" he sighs deeply and stares back at the wall

"Brooklyn what's really bugging you?''

"Are you and daddy together?"

"It's complicated baby"

"Well I don't like it when he around other girls mommy cuz he be acting OUT"

"Whatcha mean?" You ask

"Mommy he be like yo shortie what's up then I be like daddy can we leave then she was like is this your son then I was like ya then he was like nahh shortie this my friend kid then she was like oh I'll text you then she walked away and he was looking at her butt momma"

Your dead laughing he really tried to sound like trey

"Mommy it's not funny I'm dead forreally" he says trying to get you to stop laughing

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