In Too Deep Continued

Chapter 11

>> Scrap (Tiarras baby dad)

"Daddy.. Daddy. Dad get up mom cooked breakfast" my son King repeatedly tapped on my face

Throwing t's cover off me I made my way to the bathroom for my morning Piss. Brushed my teeth and washed my face then made my way downstairs. I couldn't help but smile at the big family portrait Tiarra had hanging on the wall

My baby moms was such a strong woman and after all the shit she been through she made sure the kids wanted for nothing. Although the three older ones wasn't mine I love them like they are and can't nobody tell me different

"Morning.. Where Ti, liyah, and Mir" I ask about the other kids it's never this quiet when they home

"School.. You think you can drop King off to daycare on your way home" she ask with an attitude

"Of course.. What's wrong with you you ain't have a good night with your sister?"

"It was coo" she simply replies

I guess she still mad about that argument when had but can she really be mad when she the one who decided we single people. Now she mad I'm doing single shit

I grab the plate out her hand she's making for King and tell him to go eat in his room

"So what's up.. You got your hair braided sweats and tennis shoes on you wanna bang" I playfully ask but the look on her face ain't no playing