~ a few weeks later ~
I sat behind the bars in the holding cell, staring at the wall. I then slowly turned to my right, looking at Nya's bitch ass. A small smile worked its way onto my face, just from looking at hers.
All the scrapes, bruises, and dried up blood on her face. Not to mention, her busted ass lip.
"I'm quite proud of myself actually..." I spoke. "You wanna go again?" Nya suddenly stood up. "Do you wanna go again? Get your ass beat, again?" I stood up as well.
"Tay, sit down." Cam pulled me back down to my seat. "Nah, cause that bitch keep talking." I said, shaking my head.
"You said something first." Nya chuckled. "I'm not talking to you. Stop talking to me before I slap you bruh. For real." I threatened, trying my best not to even look her way.
Swear this bitch got me all the way fucked up.
"Nya Ferguson. You're free to go." an officer spoke, gesturing her over...
~ a few hours earlier ~
"How many times I done told you wrap your shit up?" Jay slapped me upside my head. "You not my father. And it's my dick. My girl. My baby. Relax." I then slapped him upside his head.
The both of us were chillin in the car, just smoking and talking.
"Oh, so you think you're ready to be a parent?" Jay questioned. "I been being a parent for practically a year. Fuck out my face." I stated.
"You move out and think you grown." Jay smiled, shaking his head. "Been that." I waved him off.
"And how business been?" Jay wondered. "Why you wanna know?" I questioned, sitting back in the passenger seat. "Why you questioning me like I'm some opp?" Jay cocked his neck back.
"I'm just doing what you taught me. You said if you not in business with them, keep it on a need to know basis." I shrugged.
"Yea, to your opps stupid. Not me. Fuck Ima do?" Jay spoke. "You never know. I gotta family, I can't trust nobody nowadays." I expressed. "Ight Tay." Jay shook his head.
"Ight Jay. Fuck." I said and he laughed.
"Y'all having a boy or girl?" he then asked, starting the car. "We don't know. We decided to wait." I explained.
"Oh ight...does mom know?" Jay asked, clearly cautious of my response. As he should be. "Does mom know about your damn children? The fuck." I responded.
"Aye! I told you if I ain't seen no DNA test or some shit, they ain't mine. Plus I wear a rubber. All these bitches be getting fucked by multiple dudes. Chances real slim." Jay explained.
"I'm sure." I scoffed.
It then went silent as the both of us stared out the car window.
"She called me the other day...she asked about you." Jay said. "Yea, well if she really wanted to know bout me, she would come to me. Instead of going to her favorite child." I responded.
"This shit again..." Jay sighed. "Yea, this shit again. You and I both know she love you more than me." I mockingly chuckled.
"That's not true bruh." Jay shook his head.
"It is." I nodded. "It's not. But you did fight her. And you called her a bitch...multiple times. That shits fucked up Tay." Jay stated.
"And I apologized." I shrugged. "Then you did it again...and again...she doesn't hate you though. If she hated you, she wouldn't have been one of the first people in that hospital with you when you got shot." Jay explained.

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Recurrence: Inception
Romance𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 • 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝 • 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐱 After losing the one person she believed she could count on through thick and thin, Destiny is left feeling alone while facing life altering events. But she soon acknowledges...