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Getting ready for laya & trev baby shower alone , nas dreaded this day , although her & kash bonded a little bit , he was back to his old ways , young nigga ways.

Walking into the baby shower she looked effortlessly beautiful as her belly began to poke out.

"Hey bestfriend , let's talk" laya said as soon as she laid eyes on nas

"I love you like genuinely, but I have strong beliefs that one day kash will change. But right now I think it's best that you leave him" laya said

"What makes you say this?" Nas asked

"I heard he spent a night with a girl last night & was go bring her here but him & trev got into it about it & he late because he took the girl back home" laya said

Nas whole heart was broke but she wasn't going to let that interrupt her day.

She stayed majority of the baby shower , but then when she went home , she packed all of clothes & was gone ,
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Getting on the plane & settling into her hotel , nas reached out to family members & also sent kash mother a text .

"Thank you for everything! I appreciate how you've stuck around to keep me happy. I tried to stick around for your son but I think he's fine with the life he's living & I don't want to be a burden to anyone , it's too late to get rid of my baby because I love her already also , so I'll keep you updated , I'm back in Cali . Thanks for everything once again"

Reading that message. Kash mother grew fierce with him , she called multiple times but he didn't answer , he was laid up with a boo.

As he laid in the bed next to his red head boo , his mom sent him the text she received.

He read it & put his phone down. He didn't really care,

Once he made it home his mom was there giving him a mean look.

"Son I understand we are going through , a memory thing , you don't remember a lot , it's like you've been put back a few years but you must care that she's leaving while pregnant with your child." His mom said

"Momma it's not that big of a deal , she having my kid. Imma see her again. Imma be in my daughter life , if she wanna leave she can leave I don't chase nobody" he said.

"You don't get it , why would you want your child raised so far away from you ? Let alone your letting go of a good girl , that woman loves you , you love her" his mom said

"Momma she a beautiful girl no front , but I don't love her, I barely know her" he said

"Son I pray everyday that your memory gets better , before you were shot she was your everything, it's hard for me to watch her leave because I know how you once felt about her & I know you would never want her to leave." His mom said

"Aight , imma call her in the morning, possibly go visit her" he said

Going up into his room he went to her number in his phone & noticed their text messages.

He scrolled all the way to the top , & read through. They had videos & pictures the second to last message was a video file .

He clicked on it & it was the video from the night she danced for him.

She was sexy as hell in the video, he noticed the way he handled her was different from how he handle females . It was love there .

The last message sent before he was shot was her asking why wasn't he picking up & him sending his exact location. He thought it was cool.

Sitting back after reading everything , he felt bad ,

He called her phone but it was clear his number was blocked , he called her off of a blocked number & she picked up.

She informed him , she would not ever return & for him to live his life ,

"What about my daughter , I want to be apart of her life" he said

"When she gets here you can come visit , you can buy whatever , because there will be no baby shower , I can't stop you from being apart" she said as she hung up.

Looking at his phone as it hung up he had mixed emotions.

He wished he would have went through his phone earlier , to see that there was sooo much love in there ,

People telling him didn't really matter , those was words , he woke up still thinking it was years ago but actually seeing them in action on his phone & all the messages fucked with his head.

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