Sequel to Make it Last Forever
Fast forward two years: Trey and Lashontae are still divorced and co parenting their two beautiful children. They've been able to remain cordial for the kids, but are they secretly wanting that old thing back?
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Trey
"Yo, Trey."
"Trey!" Bully whispered repeatedly waking me out of my sleep.
I opened my eyes and realized he was standing over me as I laid in bed.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" I whispered back motioning to Tae who was cuddled up beside me sleeping.
"My bad but we got a bit of a situation downstairs." He replied before turning and walking out of the room.
Carefully, I got out bed careful not to wake her and went over to grab a shirt to throw on.
"What's up?" I asked meeting him downstairs.
He stood at the front door looking out with a Glock 19 in hand.
"Yo boy is here."
"Tim?"
I actually didn't think dude was bold enough to show up at my crib.
"Yeah, that nigga. What you wanna do?"
I went right over and opened the door up.
"You lost?" I asked.
"Where's Kelly?"
His eyes were red and his words slurred as if he'd been drinking.
"Dude, get the fuck on. It's almost three in the morning and my family in here sleep."
"I'm not leaving without my wife and my child. Who the fuck do you think you are?" He replied as his voice projected.
"You might wanna calm down. You on my turf now. I ain't forgot about what your bitch ass said the last time I saw you. I should slap you for the hell of it." I said walking up on him.
"Nigga you a R&B singer, ain't nobody scared of you!"
"Last chance, Timothy. Get the fuck away from my shit."
I pushed him causing him to stumble a bit down the steps.
"I told you, I ain't leaving without my family, clown ass..."
Before he could say anything else, I punched him in the eye.
"Shit!" He said falling back trying to catch his balance.
I hit his ass again in the jaw making him fall in the lawn.
The door opened behind me and Bully walked out.
Tim's eyes widened as he saw him.
"You want me to off this nigga or what?" Bully asked as he cocked the gun.
"No, no, no, no need for all that. I ain't tryna die. I'm sorry about...."
"Shut up!" I shouted.
Nigga had all the nuts in the world until shit turned left.
