Dirty Little Secrete

05 BOOK THREE

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|| Kharisma ||

* 1 month later *

Harlem cried in my arms as I rocked him back and fourth

Harlem - da da

Me - shhhh baby it's okay I kissed his face and wiped his tears

I haven't heard from Dave since he left my house a month ago .

He don't answer my texts or calls and his son asks about him a lot .

I reached out to Dee who assured me Dave was alive and fine .

At first I was worried sick about him , it's not like him to not check on his son .

I put my son to sleep and grew frustrated looking at my phone .

I haven't even heard from Kairi

Your sad asf . Your son been crying for you and you can't even answer the phone ✌🏽

I pressed send and looked at the message that went from delivered to read

Hoe ass nigga

Childish as fuck

We coo on you

I sent my thoughts as messages before tossing my phone out of frustration

John came out the bathroom and picked my phone up

John - wanna go to the park lil man ? He asked him smiling

Harlem nodded

John - well let's get dressed

Harlem hesitantly let his tight hold of me go and followed John out the room which made me smile .

Harlem haven't wanted to do anything or go anywhere . At daycare his teacher told me he just sit there sad .

I don't like seeing my baby down . He's attached to Dave .

|| Dave ||

I sat at the trap frustrated as my phone beeped constantly

It's been so much shit going on I don't know what to do .

Being a king pin came with lots of stress .

Moving up and taking over my deceased father's spot meant more stress .

The shit I do daily is stressful . I'm always worried , watching my back .

Worried about my kids , Kharisma . My mama . Brianna . My unborn child . Worried about their safety just everything .

I question why I do this shit everyday but I'm in love with the money .

I make money off my shows but the streets is all I know .

I punched the wall out of frustration
I wish I could sit and talk to my mother about everything but I can't .