𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚌𝚑 (on hold)

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india jalyse
i waited until wednesday night to go and talk to cassius. i told stasi that i would do it on tuesday, but i couldn't even begin to wrap my mind around what to say to him. of course i was disappointed, i didn't expect anything like this from him. he always told me he wanted kids. but the second he gets someone pregnant he wants nothing to do with the child? it just didn't make sense. roddy told me not to let it stress me out too much. i tried, but i still felt a certain amount of responsibility for what happens between cash and stasi. instead, i spent the next two days preparing for our trip to atlanta. i took the rest of the week off of work and spent all day cleaning my house on tuesday. wednesday was dedicated to shopping and getting my hair and nails done. all i had left to do was go back home and pack.

"okay and..." i felt tristy place the finishing touches on my baby hairs before she stepped back, "done! go look at it, mama." she said happily. i stood up and walked over to the mirror. i gasped when i looked at myself, my lips pulling up into a smile. i ran my fingers through my hair in fascination. pink hair was a good choice for me, the color complimented my skin incredibly well. i turned around and looked back at the mirror, watching my hair swing just above my lower back. i looked back at tristy with a smile. "you like it?"

"i love it!" i told her, running up to hug her. i reached for my wallet and handed her the money. "thank you so much, tristy." i said. i grabbed my purse and my phone.

she cleaned up her area. "anytime. i'll walk you out." i nodded and we both headed towards the door. i said my goodbyes to her, and she wished me well in atlanta. she waited on her porch until i got in my car and drove away. i looked at the time on my phone as i drove out of her neighborhood. it was a little after 7:00. i should go talk to cash now, i thought to myself, or it'll have to wait until after i come back. i changed my direction and headed to his apartment.

i didn't realize how close his apartment was from tristy's house; i made it there in less than ten minutes. before i got out of the car, i stopped to appreciate my nails. i realized i didn't really get a chance to earlier. they were baby pink as well, closely resembling my hair. i sat for a minute longer before i realized i was stalling. i got out of the car and walked up to the door. i knocked three times and soon heard shuffling from inside. the locks turned and the door opened to reveal jasmine. her face was still bruised up. i lowkey felt bad, but she deserved it. she rolled her eyes and tried to close the door in my face. i placed my foot in the doorframe and stopped it, pushing past her. "bitch." i muttered just loud enough for her to hear me. i walked straight to cash's door and knocked before i entered. i didn't give him any time to speak when he saw me. "we gotta talk, bro."

cash paused his show and sat up in his bed. "a simple text would've been nice." he said sarcastically. i kicked off my shoes and sat down at the foot of his bed. he sighed. "this is about stasi, ain't it?" he rolled his eyes.

i scrunched my face up at him. "don't do that. 'cause i coulda walked up in here disrespectful as hell."

"please, i'm not jasmine. i'll lay yo little ass out." he scoffed. i burst out laughing.

"mane whatever. but for real though, we need to talk about this."

"what is there to talk about?"

"cassius, she's having your baby! and you sat in her face and told her that you want nothing to do with this child. what the fuck? you're the same nigga who always talked about wanting to start a family and shit. you was the only one out of the three of us to say that. now you got someone, my bestfriend pregnant, and you suddenly don't want kids?"

cash sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "it's not that i don't wanna have kids. i just didn't want it to be like this. or with her."

i found myself turning my face up at him again. i really gotta stop doing that. "then you should've thought about that when you was shooting her club up. she's having your baby, cash. you have to be more considerate. she didn't expect to be put in this situation either, and now you're forcing her to do it alone. that's just wrong." we both sat in silence for a minute. i prayed that what i said was actually clicking in his mind. however, from the look on his face it clearly wasn't. i could feel myself growing more irritated by the second. i decided to leave before i said anything too reckless. i stood up and grabbed my shoes. "you know what? i tried. i don't know how you can sleep at night knowing there's a piece of you growing in another woman and you want nothing to do with it." i turned on my heels and walked towards the door.