I shook my head " that's the thing i don't got no kids" i said causing him to look at me weird

Denonte frowned " mommy why are you and daddy fighting" he asked me

The guy shook his head " i dont got time for this and im not yo pops" he said

I nodded " and I'm not even a girl" i said making the guy laugh

I rolled my eyes shooting a glare at him " whats yo name" deonte asked looking over at the guy

" my name bill but people call me kodak" he said making me laugh

  Bill smiled showing of his grills " okay laugh it up ma. Whats yo name" he asked

I smiled " jacq" I said making him smile

Bill look like he forgotten deonte was even in his arms " is that short for something" he asked

I nodded " jacqavious.. And what should we do" i asked looking down at deonte

Bill shrugged " i dont know call the police.. Dhs mabye" he said shrugging

I nodded " stay with him ill be right back" i said starting to walk away

Deontes eyes filled with tears as he started to cry " dont go mommy! Not again" he said

I frowned turning around, like i said kids went my thing but lil nigga knew how to pull at the heart strings " imma be back" i said

I walked off calling 911 and told them what happened they said they were outside and i hung up the phone. I walked back, I told Bill what they said and we payed for our stuff walking outside to see the cop car and a dhs lady.

  I picked deonte up walking him over there the lady took him smiling " hey d why did you run off" she asked

Denonte frowned making grabby hands at bill and me " mommy!" He yelled

I was about to say something but the cop beat me to it " his names deonte williams, his dad died in front of him when he was a baby and his mom left him in a locked car with the windows down and never came back. Fast forward a few years he gets abused in a few foster homes and now he runs away and finds new parents as he likes to say" he said

I frowned turning around seeing Bill frowing too " well shit that sucks" he said

I rolled my eyes looking back at the cop " he got a home?" I asked

The cop shrugged " foster house, about thirteen other kids, moneys right, food dosent make it around the table, but its not that bad" he said

I thought for a second before turning to Bill who quickly caught on to what i was thinking and he shook his head " nah man, I don't even know you like that.. fuck i should have just went to target" he said sighing

I looked back at the cop " i can be his legal gaurdian untill he got a permant home" I said without even thinking

The cop nodded " just you or both cause he already screaming for both of you.. Im sure its not gonna get any better." He said

I looked at bill smiling showing my dimples he looked at me before kissing his teeth " man, you know what.. Fine" he said

The cop nodding " im going to have to run back ground checks so i need names" he said

I nodded " jacquavius dennard Smith" i said getting a confused look

" how do you spell that" the cop asked looking at me

I sighed way not in the mood for this " the normal way" i said and the cop nodded turning to Bill

Bill sighed " uh.. Bill kahan kapri" he said

The cop nodded getting inside his car about ten minutes later he came back.

  " jacquavius , your records clean except for when you were a juvenile so your good..  Bill your good to and you fit the finacial standard" the cop said

I nodded " so were all good?" I asked

The cop nodded " yeah but first im gonna talk to ms denell over there, make a few phone calls, get you some paper work to fill out and make sure its okay with deonte even though its more then obvious it is" he said

I nodded starting to realise all that was going to come from this and again i wasnt even a kid person " alright" i said

The cop nodded " oh and Bill good luck with what comes with your rap career" he said before walking to the dhs lady's car

My eyes widened as i turned around seeing Bill grinning at me nervously. Of course this had to happen to me.

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