Bad Gal |August Alsina|

18

Brooklyn POV

This morning when I got up, Dre called me & was like come get him from jail.. He stayed in a holding cell all night, ion know why.. But he needa hurry up before I miss my nail appointment. While I was scrollin on my phone, he came out. I got up cause I gotta sign him out & do allat extraness. Afta I was done with allat, I walked out.. With him behind me. I got in my car & started it up. Before I pulled off, I looked at him.

DeAndre: "What?"

Me: "Don't 'what' me like you gotta attitude. Why did you spend the night in a holdin' cell?"

DeAndre: "*mumbles* fought Bari..."

I looked at him fa a good two minutes then pulled off.

Me: "So na, you fighting her battles?"

DeAndre: "He broke in my crib & beat her in my house! Whatcha expect?! You want me to walk away like I don't see that shit?"

Me: "Ion care whatcha do." He sighed.

DeAndre: "I'm sorry.. I'm just stressed. She lost her baby.. Cause of him."

I stayed silent & continued drivin'.

Me: "Are you goin' home?"

DeAndre: "... Only if you comin' with me."

Me: "Is that yo way of givin' me yo answer?"

DeAndre: ".. Yeah." I smiled. "I want chu home with me. Two days is long enough fa me.. You know how I am about holdin' you."

Me: "You missed me?"

DeAndre: "Yes.. And... I thought about the baby."

Me: "What about it?"

DeAndre: "Do you want one?" I stopped at a red light & looked at him.

Me: "Yes... Why?"

DeAndre: "Na?"

Me: "If it were possible.."

DeAndre: "Do you wanna make it possible?"

Me: "What bout marriage?"

DeAndre: "It'll come into play sooner or lata."

Me: "You wanna marry me? The crazy, no filter, short tempered, bad attitude me?"

DeAndre: "You ain't allat bad, ma. Attitude... Yes but it's only when you pissed.."

Me: "What if I don't wanna get married?"

DeAndre: "... Then we ain't gotta get married." I chuckled.

Me: "I do. I just wanted to hear yo answer." He shook his head. "So..."

DeAndre: "I gotta go to court on Tuesday. If that's whatcha wonderin'."

Me: "... Is he droppin' tha charges?"

DeAndre: "I don't know. Ion care to be honest."

Me: "You should.."

DeAndre: "Well.. I don't." I sighed.

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Dreyah: "So you aren't pregnant?" I took anotha sip from my milkshake.

Me: "No."

Ashanti: "And how you feel bout dat?"

Me: "I want a baby. So I'm sad. But at the same time, Dre all over the place right na & ion have time for that."

Dreyah: "But yall live togetha.. It's not like you can just ignore him."

Me: "I've been stayin' at a hotel.