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Bashar was standing there soaking wet with a thin hoodie on along with some jogging pants and Nike slides.
".....please?...."
I closed the door heading to the back closing Montae door then back in the living room opening the door.
"Why you come here?"
"...I...tried not to-I swear-but I just want comfort"
"....speak ya mind"
"One more chance-
"Nope-that's it?"
"Please?"
"Nah"
"Please? Montae need both of his parents in his life"
"Ehhhh-so why you did what you did?"
"Cause I was stupid, but I been practicing-
"On the stripper you was with and had holding my son"
"That was her first day-
"How you know that?"
"Cause I seen her card, she been preparing me for you, den up and left on me few minutes back"
I slurped outta my straw looking at the ground then back at him.
"Soooooo-yo heart broken ass come here all soaking wet and shaking expecting me to feel sorry for yo ass and take you back, just for you to do that all over again?"
He just looked at me.
I got up off the door frame closing the door only for him to knock again. "Yo go home!" I yelled trying to whisper. He fucking getting on my nerve.
"Ion got no home to go to...."
"What you mean?"
"I was living with her...just for tonight, I-I-I can sleep up on the couch-
"You got friends-
"And they all got ah girl and ion wanna be in the way-
