He sighed lowly to himself. "I love you too though"
"You don't..." I replied.
"Why don't you believe me?"
"Because you screamed it to me Jay, right after we conceived our daughter. I will never forget that...." I looked at him with tears pouring dow...
Chapter Ten -Déjà Vu- ~~~~ *Gasp* "She cheated on him? Why would she do that?"
"I have no idea, but hey.....it's her lost right. But I didn't find out until...days later when he wouldn't leave my house" ~ * :: 5:01 pm ::✨🕢 (Dyme's Pov)*Door bell Rings*🔔
Now finally back at home, I got up from my couch to go open up the door. Watching Jay rush inside as I did so.
"Hold my daughter please yo" he demanded, sounding upset or maybe just angry.
Immediately, I took Des from his hands, seeing him throw down the bag he was also carrying and then his phone on to the floor. He headed straight into my hallway and into my bathroom, releasing himself by the way I heard my toilet seat in the distance. ....he must've really had to pee or something.
Or he was upset about something, it's not that hard to know whether Jay is mad or not. The boy has a temper and anger management issues. But I won't interfere, he might start yelling at me next and then I'll have to knock him out.
So I just carried my baby to her room and changed her diaper and clothes.
:: 10 minutes later :: *Door Opens*🚪
I looked up from my phone to see Jacob finally joining me in my bedroom. "Hey"
"Hi..." he responded, not even looking at me.
"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.
"Nothing. I'm fine..." he took a seat on the edge of my bed.
"You don't look just fineto me though..." I sat up.
"I don't wanna talk about it Dyme, Damn!" he raised his voice.
Hearing his tone, I simply laid right back down and continued what I was doing previously. I can't let my anger get the best of me either in this situation. Two wrongs don't make a right and I'm trying to be a better person.
"I'm sorry okay, .....I ain't mean to get loud" he apologized sincerely. "What are you doing though...?" he turned around, looking so upset.
"Taking selfies before I get my hair done for my birthday"
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"Why you getting your hair re-done? I like the natural fro"
"This ain't mine" I laughed. "But that's good, that it looks natural, shit"
"So it's a wig?"
"No nigga, it's an extension to my hair is all" I corrected him.
"Is it your hair or not Diya?" he asked, sounding so confused.
