Read Book 1 first (be my girl) SEQUAL TO "Be My Girl" !!!!
After having baby King, London and Khalil are still trying to fix their relationship. But with new found grief and obsession their romance may take a turn for the worse
SEQUAL TO "Be My Gir...
She gets up and wipes a tear off her cheek before disappearing. I didn't mean to sound so rude but she legit doing the most and i don't like all that.
Alex, who was witnessing everything from the kitchen came and sat on the couch across from me.
"Dude you straight?" He asked while taking a sip of god knows what.
I blow a puff of smoke in the air. "Never better." I say smiling.
For the most part, it's just been me and Alex. Jahari don't really mess with us no more and for what reason I don't know.
The last time he did talk to us was when he was packing our bag letting him know he was moving out. It ain't really phase me or Alex because we knew our bond was slipping anyway.
I fell my phone vibrate underneath me but when I get up I don't see it. After moving a pillow I recover it and see who was texting me.
London.- King is at your moms house. I will be back to get him around 8 so you can go visit him.
I look at my watch and it was 2:17 so I had plenty of time.
Me- Aight bet. Can he stay the night one day at my crib?
I knew I was reaching. she was now typing for a while so I knew that she was finna go off but all I got was this little response.
London.- goodbye Khalil. Go see your son.
I kiss my teeth and don't even open the thread.
Placing my jacket on, I walk to the door when I see Snipa walking in. "Wassup g." He says eyeing me.
At first me and Snipa was cool but I guess now he see me as competition to his spot dawg. I mean he's got a reason to be because I'm here now and not leaving but still.
A little friendly competition won't kill him.
I give him a simple head and walk to my Red Buggati ________________ "Dada." He says reaching for me and I pick him up one last time.
I rub my hands across my face. "Bruh this yo last time." I scoop him up and fly him around the living room with him laughing and going crazy.
Long story short, we have done literally every game you think of. From hide n seek to imaginary race track with his cars. I was tired.
I never realized how well he was walking now. And his words are getting clearer.
Putting him down, I kneel on his level. " Dada love you lil man." I rub his hair.
Don't ask me how but this li boy threw up the walk and a forever sign and started laughing. "What you know about that?" I start laughing
I snap a few pictures and marvel at them. "Bro you getting so big." I say. Time goes by to quickly.
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I pick him up and put him on my shoulders walking into the kitchen to see my mom cooking something.
"Aight mom I'm out." I say throwing up the deuces.
She looks at me turning her back to the stove. "Aww baby I cooked for us."
I nod my head. This was her way of telling me to stay.
Don't get me wrong, I love my mama. But she did things, especially in my juvenile years that made me who I am today I believe.
I hug her and give her a kiss on the forehead. "Nah. It's 7:42 p.m so I gotta dip."
"I thought London wasn't coming until 8 though. That gives you time to eat or at least take a plate to go." She pleads while moving King away from the cabinets.
"Ma London always comes early." I say. For as long as I've known her, whenever she has a designated time to be there for something, she arrives 15 minutes earlier.
I doubt she's gonna lose that streak now.
"I miss you guys." She says quietly while stirring her spaghetti.
"Mmhm." Is all I can say. I touch the door handle when I'm stopped again.
"Khalil." She calls out sternly and I cringe.
"I know what you doing in these streets." She says.
Of course she does. She's the reason I turned to them.
She wipes her hands on her apron. "I just hope it was worth what you gave up."
For a second I almost look back at her before I open the door and leave.
Just as I suspected, London's car pulled up. Right on time. I thought. 7:45.
Walking to my car, I noticed she was parked just staring in her mirror applying makeup.
I don't know what for because it's only my mother.
She gets out and I take her in. All of her.
Shaking my head, realizing my erotic intentions I give a quick head nod before she responds.
"Wassup Khalil." She says sounding and dressed like a whole gangsta out here. She had some sky blue jacket with some dolphin shorts and some white Jordan's.
I do a double take and turn around to make sure that was London but before I could she was already inside my mothers house.
Sitting in the car, waiting for the heat to set in I think. I ain't heard that girl talk like that since the beginning.
