Chapter 13

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•New York | September 3rd, 2022 | 08:19pm•

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•New York | September 3rd, 2022 | 08:19pm•

"her name is Peanut Butter" Storm said as she pet the puppy

"Peanut Butter?" Deivys chuckled

"yah"

"Storm go get ready for your bath I'll be right there" I called from the kitchen

"yes daddy" She said before running off with the puppy

I finished cleaning the dishes and made my way back to the living room. Deivys was relaxed on the couch watching some soccer. I loved how comfortable he was around me, around Storm. It took Vontez a couple of weeks to get this comfortable with me but with Deivys he's been that way since the day I met him.

"she's much cuter in person" He said as I sat next to him

I was confused but then remembered that he's probably seen her in pictures just like the other one million people who follow me. I sometimes forget I'm "known" so when people talk about me I get confused as to how they know what they know.

"she took after her mother" I sighed

"duh, if she took after you she'd be one ugly ass kid" He joked

I was about to laugh when I heard the doorbell ring. now that's definitely Amber. I got up to go answer it and there she stood with a blue box...more specifically a blue present. She looked kind of disappointed, like she already knew what I was gonna say.

"this is for you, well for the baby" She held it out

I took it and thanked her with a hug.

"come in" I opened the door wide enough for her to come inside

"uh this is my...friend Deivys" I said awkwardly scratching the back of my neck

"hi" They both said at the same time while shaking each others hand

"well Dee we're gonna be in my room, just keep watching tv I guess"

I wasn't nervous but this situation was very awkward. both my girlfriend...well about to be ex-girlfriend...and the nigga I'm leaving her for in the same room. can't get any more awkward than that.

"look if this is about that night I'm sorry I just-"

"it's not about that night" I said cutting her off as we walked into my room

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora