"Good. I really want a Henny margarita. I'm shocked you haven't gotten one yet."
"I um can't really drink for the next few months."
I shyly tucked my hair behind my ear. Mr. Cotler looked over at me.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because I'm pregnant" I said simply.
"Wow."
"I just found out. I hope this isn't weird to talk about."
He reached over and grabbed my hand.
"It's not. Congratulations Mercedes. You're going to be a wonderful mom. I'm assuming your ex is the father" he stated pulling his hand from mine.
"Thanks and yes he's the father. I still haven't told him yet. I'm nervous" I admitted.
"He'll have no choice but to accept the fact that he's going to be a father" he said as the waiter approached our table.
He was right. The truth of the matter is that Rodrick was going to be a father again. He needed to know that.
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Rodrick
I flipped through the jackets on the rack. I needed a fire ass jacket for this upcoming meeting me and Trell had. Since our dispensary was doing so well out here in Cali we decided to open one out in Vegas. I was already a ricch nigga but I was seeking wealth not only for me but my family.
"Yo what you think about this one?" I asked holding up the suede black Armani jacket.
Trell looked over at me nodding.
"Shit drippy nigga" he said simply.
I took the jacket off the hanger and tried it on. I walked over to the mirror tryna see how it fit. I couldn't lie. A nigga looked good.
"You found something yet?" I asked Trell.
"Nah man. Nothing in here is catching my eye" he said shaking his head.
I tried to hold in my laugh because this nigga couldn't dress for shit. I looked at the lime green, red, and zebra print jackets he had in his hands.
"Nigga put that shit back. We ain't going to the zoo. The fuck you got a zebra print jacket for?" I said chuckling.
I couldn't hold that shit in anymore.
"Man fuck you. Zebra print drippy as fuck" he said holding it up for me to see.
"That's some bullshit nigga" I said walking away from him and over to the cashier.
"Hi sir. Will this be all today?" the cashier said.
I checked her out on the low. She was kinda cute. Little brown skin joint.
"Yeah" I said smirking at her.
She tucked her hair behind her ear shyly.
"Your total is $1500" she said bagging up my jacket.
That was light work. I pulled two stacks from my Louis Vuitton backpack and placed them on the counter.
"You can keep the change" I said winking at her.
I grabbed my bag heading to the store's entrance. I looked around for Trell. He caught up with me.
"So what you gonna wear if you ain't find nothing?" I asked before we left the store.
"We still got a week until the meeting. I'm gon' find something" he said.
We decided to walk through the food court. While walking through I noticed that nigga TJ with my baby mama. She had my daughter in her arms while this nigga pushed her stroller. I instantly got pissed off. I passed my bag to Trell before speed walking over to them.
"Shay what the fuck! You got this nigga around my daughter!" I yelled when I approached them.
Shay jumped back in fear. TJ charged at me knocking me down to the floor. He threw a punch and caught me in the jaw. I ain't gonna lie the nigga had hands but not more than me. I started throwing blows to his face causing him to fall back. I stood up and started stomping him out in my black forces.
"Stop this shit" I heard Shay yell.
I could also hear my daughter crying. I hated for her to see this side of me but I was seeing red. I was pulled back by somebody causing TJ to get up and throw a punch to my stomach which caused me to hunch over. I got out the hold that was on me and threw a forceful punch, knocking TJ dead in his shit. I had that nigga shit leaking. Somebody pulled me back from TJ again. My hands was being held behind my back. I noticed a security guard come and grab him up. I assumed security snatched me up first. My assumption was right because zip ties were placed around my wrists. I looked over at my daughter who was crying. That hurt my heart. Shay rolled her eyes holding Ari close to her chest. She walked over to TJ's side pissing me off.
"This don't mean shit nigga. I'm still coming for you" TJ said like I was supposed to be scared or some shit.
"Nigga fuck you. You know how I give it up" I said calmly.
Security led us into different parts of the mall. Trell followed behind us trying not to laugh. This nigga stayed thinking something was funny. I was about ready to kill that nigga TJ.
"Sir you're banned from coming back this mall" the weak ass security guard said.
He cut the zip ties from around my wrists.
"Nigga fuck this mall" I said grabbing my bag from Trell. "Let's go bro."
We made our way to the exit. I promised on everything I loved I was gonna see TJ again. When I did, it would be a bloodbath.
