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The ride to McDonald's seemed like a long one when it really wasn't. So many thoughts ran through my mind, not knowing what to expect.
I pulled into the parking lot and just sat there for what seemed like forever. I finally realized how dumb I looked in the process. I'm a grown ass man that's in situation that needs to be handled. Sitting here wasn't going to change the fact that I already lied to my lady.
Feeling like I was ready, I stepped out the car and headed to the McDonald's entrance. Before I could even reach the door handle, I got stopped by this noticeable crackhead.
"Ay yya.. ya got cup'uhdollaz spare?" I wanted to go back to my car to grab my lotion I kept stashed, the way she was itching her dry ass neck.
"How bout you come inside and I can treat you to something to eat"
She looked at me like I was half crazy. Like I said I ran over her crack pipe or some shit.
"Niguhhh I'ont eat dat dere sshit. I Jus want a cup'uhdollaz das it"
You would have thought she was Dr. Seuss the way she just made that rhyme.
"Marry.. gone head bout ya business and leave folks alone." A lady appeared behind her, holding a little girls hand. She went to grab open the door and shoo'd for the little girl to go have a seat. We locked eyes.
"Well... you gonna go in?" She asked, after a short silence between us two. I walked inside since she was kind enough to be the door holder.
Once I got inside I walked straight over to where the little girl was sitting in a booth. I noticed a raggedy old guy trying to talk to her. Maybe he was being kind, I don't know. But the shit didn't sit right with me.
"Hey, we gonna go sit somewhere else." I reached my hand out for her. She looked over at her mom first, who then gave her a nod of approval. She then looked up at me, and I immediately saw myself in her.
You know how they say "You couldn't deny that baby if you tried." I felt that shit right now. There was no denying this little girl was mine.
I felt her little hand touch mine and we walked over to another area. Her mom was at the counter ordering.
"You my daddy huh?" Little mama wasted no time asking me a question, I'm sure was very important to her.
I wanted to say "yes babygirl.. I'm your daddy." I mean, the proof was in her genes. She was the spitting image of me. I just needed to know why her mother would keep her from me.
Just than, Dennis walked back over with a tray of food. She handed lil mama her happy meal box and I noticed two burgers and two fries left on the tray. I hope it was all for her cause just like ol crackhead Marry outside "I'ont eat dat dere sshit."
"Why you keep her from me Dennis? I ain't even gonna sit here and play dummy like I don't clearly see that she's my child, but why yo?" I got straight to the point.
"Look Q. Shit hard for me right now. I need you to take Quadira for me. Just for a lil while." Dennise spoke fast as fuck, while poppin a couple fries in her mouth, yet didn't even answer my question. I did smile a little inside at her name choice for our daughter. Damn, I was catching feelings for my baby girl already. I mean, I'm suppose to right?
