Love Downfall Part 3 The Finale

Doing Better

6 Months Later

Stephon

Chilling on my MacBook looking for a new crib. I'm really reminiscing about how life has been and shit ain't right.

I have two beautiful daughters that need me in their life. And I have the best baby moms ever, she's really a ride or die. But I fucked that up. I lost all my A1 niggas to my bullshit. We tryna get things back on track. I gotta fix this man.

*calling my therapist*

Dr.Harper: hello this James Harper's office
Me: Hello, yeah Doc This Stephon Cole. I wanna make an appt to come in
Dr.Harper: oh yes Stephon. How are you feeling? How have you been since your last visit?
Me: I'm cool. I just been thinking a lot.
Dr.Harper: That's understandable. I want to get you scheduled ASAP. How about tomorrow at 1pm?
Me: Yeah that's cool.
Dr.Harper: Okay great Mr.Cole See you tomorrow at 1.
Me: Bet *hangs up*

*Just got an email about a place I have to go look at in a few hours*

Damn this shit nice

Since it's just me. I don't need nothing big. Hopefully chas let me start getting Chloe again and I can finally get Kari back.

*somebody knocks on the door*

Who is it

"Ayo me it's me"

*open the door*

"Fuck it is bro" *jay said, walking in*

Nothin bro chillin fr, tryna get shit in order.

"Yeah yo, I'm seeing ya progress in these past months. That's wassup" *jay nodded*

True, i just gotta get right with chas, I be damned if my daughter don't know who I am.

"Have you talked to her ?"