Mine

Chapter 9

Jazmine

"What the fuck do you mean you can't get pregnant!?" Jay damn near yelled making me jump in surprise.

"Whoa, why the fuck are you yelling?" I asked.

"Let me get this straight." He rubbed his head. "You can't have anymore kids?" I scrunch up my face at him.

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant I can't get pregnant right now. I'm on birth control."

He sighed. "The pill?"

I shook my head. "No, I have an IUD." He looked confused making me laugh.

"I U what?" he asked.

"It's like a clip down there it has to be removed to get pregnant." He nods looking like he is trying to process this.

"So you can get it removed anytime?" I nod. "So when I wanna put my seed in there you'll get it removed?" I nod again as he smiles and kisses me.

*

2 weeks later

I just got home from my shop. I had lots of hair to do today since school is right around the corner.

As soon as I sat down on the couch to relax the doorbell rung. "Ugh!" I got up and opened the door to come face to face with the one and only, piece of shit, Kordell.

"How the hell do you know where I live?" I ask trying not to get mad. I don't like people to know where I live since I don't trust people.

"You gonna let me in?" he asked.

"Hell no!" He must be crazy. "What do you want?"

"I want to see my son. What's this I hear about you having that nigga King around him?" I smirk shaking my head.

"Now you're trying to claim him after all the times you denied him? Ohh yeah and King? That's my man, he is being Kjayy's real dad so he's gonna be around him."

"No, I'm his fucking dad! We had a DNA test done, he's mine and you don't even let me see him."

"I can't believe this shit," I mumbled more so to myself. "I don't let you see him? Really? I gave you so many fucking chances. Either you wouldn't show up or you'd stop showing up. Then there were the times you would bring ya hoes and they would disrespect him, fuck them disrespecting me I couldn't give a fuck about that, but they would disrespect my son and you wouldn't do shit about it. Oh and let's not forget about the times you denied him in front of his face. And I could never forget how ya mom wished death on me and my son. My son literally use to call you 'the bad guy' because of how you were around him."

When I stopped he wouldn't look me in the eye because he knew everything I said was true. "Let me ask me a question, what's his name?"

"Kjayy," he said confidently.

"No, I mean his real name." He stumbled over his word. "Exactly. You don't even know. It's Kody. But aye one more question, when's his birthday?" He didn't even try to reply to that one. "I thought so. Hold on I wanna make a call."

I pull my phone out and put it on speaker. "What's up, bae?" Jays voice came through the phone.

"What's Kjayy's real name?"

"Kody, why?" I nod looking at Kordell.

"And when's his birthday?"

"February 2. No really, Jaz, what's up with the random ass questions?" he asked sounding alert and worried now.