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Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it a memory... You know you're in love when you can s... Altro

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Y'all Thought It Ended There?

๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’•๐’š

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Da nenewritesometimes

*excuse mistakes, did this last night*

"Work it Cannon and Jay. Y'all look beautiful!" Nay shouted at the boys, Cannon flipping her off.

Constance and her started laughing as they watched the boys play ball. Cannon and Jayden were in full blown women clothing that the two let them wear. Cannon wearing one of Nay floral crop tops and a skirt over his sweats. While Jayden had on a red dress with a slit, she had waxed his legs as well so they were smooth looking through the slit.

"I'm surprised they really did this." Constance mentioned, shaking her head.

"No honestly, I thought they were going to bail out on us. But, I'm glad they did cause I need the laugh." Nay laugh as she continued watching them play.

Constance went on her phone going to Instagram. She went to her dm's looking at the message she had received. It was from a random girl that she hadn't seen before.

_𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚_𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐠

𝐇𝐢, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭

She reread the message debating if she should text back. She wasn't sure who the girl was or what they needed to talk about.

"You okay boo?" Nay asked laying her head on her shoulder.

"I guess, but this random girl texted me on Instagram saying she needed to talk to me and I'm debating if I should text her back or not." Constance told her going on the girl page. There was only one picture, so she clicked on it and look at it.

"You should text her back and see what she wants. It's probably important." Nah told her.

"Yeah, probably but imma wait it out a little. Now, tell me about this boo that you been seeing. Who is he?"

Nay sat up, smiling hard. Constance already knowing she was happy about her new relationship.

"Okay, first of it's not a he. My boo is a she and she's the most beautiful women I have ever seen." Nay began, getting excited.

"Tell me more mamas."

"So, I was first introduced to her when I was in the studio with my uncle. It was me, him, her and some other dude. She was giving me gay vibes from the beginning cause when we hugged, she rubbed all on my booty."

"She was feeling up on the booty." Constance danced and Nay chuckled.

"No foreal, but I kept seeing her every time I went to the studio. Then one day, I was like lemme have her come over so I did. We at my place then one thing lead to another and let's just say I have never moaned that loud in my life before." Nay concluded, sticking out her tongue.

Constance chuckled, "Okay, sis I see you. Better get that punani."

They kept talking and laughing with each other. Jayden stopped looking at them and put his attention on Demi and Cannon.

"Y'all think Nay would fuck with me?" He asked them, bouncing the ball.

"Ion think she run that way dawg." Cannon told him and Jayden raise his brow.

"Whatchu mean?" He asked, confused.

"I mean she on the same side as us, so your not getting anywhere with her." Cannon said, Jayden still confused. He look at Demetrius for clarification.

"What the fuck does that mean?"

Cannon shook his head at his cousin stupidity.

"Jay, you like pussy right?" Demetrius asked and he nodded his head.

"Yeah, nigga the fuck."

"So, if we say she's on the same side as us. That means she likes pussy." Demetrius explained to him slowly, so he could comprehend. Jayden stare at him then made an o shape with his mouth, understanding.

"Oooh, she's gay?" He asked, Cannon smack his lips laying on the bench. "How you know?"

"I'm not quite sure, I'm just assuming. But, I don't think you need to be in a relationship especially not with Destiny and them." Demetrius informed him going back on his phone.

"Man, fuck Destiny and the rest of my baby moms. They be blowing me shit." He muttered.

"I mean you don't see your kids, soooo." Cannon dragged.

"Y'all acting like I don't try to see them cause I do."

"When was the last time you seen them?"

Jayden look up at the sky then suck his teeth, "Ion know, but I know I tried." He said, shrugging his shoulders. Demetrius shook his head listening to Jayden foolishness.

"Did you really try or are you saying you tried cause you don't wanna be seen as a deadbeat?" He asked.

"Yes, I really do be trying but they mad bitter and shit. I go to their house to get my kids to get food and they talking about I can't see them. Or they busy right now. What the fuck are five year olds doing?" He asked, putting his hands up.

Demetrius let out a chuckle, "Okay, but you actually like they were bitter before you got them pregnant. Y'all were 16."

"Having sex like y'all were animals." Cannon chimed in, sitting up on the bed. His attention landed on a black truck he noticed that was there since they came to the park.

It hadn't move not once.

"I was sixteen, exploring life like any other kid that would've. No biggy."

"Yeah, but now you have five kids with five different baby moms and your only 21. Homie you gotta do better." Demetrius said, shaking his head.

Cannon tuned out they're conversation still staring at the truck. He was growing suspicious of it since it was still there. There was no moment involved at all in the truck and he was wondering why. He got up and started walking towards the truck.

"Yo, Cannon where-" before Demetrius could ask his question shots were fired. People started running trying not to get caught in the shooting while others duck their heads.

Cannon didn't hesitated to shoot back. He didn't care who was around. Demetrius was about to do something until he seen Jayden laying on the ground.

"Jay..." he called out, getting up and walking over to him. "Goddamn." He muttered seeing he was shot.

"Oh god." Constance gasped once her and Nay approached them.

"C, imma need you to drive us to the hospital. My keys in my bag." He told her, she nodded her head grabbing his things.

He took his towel out shorts, pressing it against Jayden chest. He let out a hiss and Demetrius apologized. He picked him up getting blood on him.

"Cannon, let's fucking go!" Demetrius shouted at him, rushing to the car. Cannon put his gun away running to the car. They all got in, Constance quickly starting the car.

"What hospital are we going to?" She asked putting the car in drive then stepping on the gas hard.

"The Henry Ford one is close by." Demetrius told her.

"Come on Jay, keep your eyes open man." Cannon told him as he held Jay head on his lap. He continued putting pressure on his chest as the white towel quickly turned red from his blood.

They arrived at the hospital in time with Constance speedy driving. They all got out, rushing in the hospital.

"What's the problem?" A nurse asked coming from behind the desk.

"My cousin got shot and need immediate attention." Cannon told her laying Jay on the hospital bed. More doctors came out attending to him, checking Jay while rolling him to the emergency room.

"He's losing a lot of blood, we need a doctor to see him ASAP." A nurse said.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Demetrius asked as him and Cannon follow after them. A nurse stood in front of him stopping them from going through the double doors.

"Y'all can't come back here, please wait in the lobby." She told them, but Cannon wasn't letting up.

"That's my cousin, I wanna know if he's good."

"Sir, I let let you back there."

Before Cannon could say anything, Demetrius put his hand out in front of him. "He'll be fine." He assured him. Cannon nodded his head and they walked back to the lobby.

"Is he going to be okay?" Constance quickly asked once she seen them.

"Yeah, mamas he'll be fine." Demetrius answered, pulling her close to him.

Cannon took a seat, Nay rubbing his back consoling him. He didn't want to lose his cousin.

*

Demetrius let out a yawn, checking the time on his phone. It was early in the morning and still no news about Jayden. A nurse or doctor would come out once in awhile and tell them he was doing fine. That didn't do anything for him or Cannon.

"So, I curse out a lady cause she was staring at me. Come to find out she was staring cause I still have this damn skirt." Cannon spoke, walking over to Demetrius.

Demi chuckled, shaking his head. "Why didn't you change? I could've went to your house and grabbed you clothes." He told him, Cannon shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh well, this shit feel comfortable anyway. But, I called Destiny and told her what happened." he mentioned and Demi nodded his head.

"So, that mean all his baby moms and kids coming?"

Cannon sigh, "Yup, all of them bad asses. They bout to have one hell of a time here."

Demi nodded his head agreeing, already knowing they were about to give them a hard time. He let out another yawn, tried as ever from this long day. He was looking to stay here with Cannon whenever Jayden woke up good.

"Yo, you should home bro, I'm good here by myself. Plus, I know Constance worrying her ass off right now." Cannon told him getting himself comfortable in the chair.

"You right, imma be back in the morning. Lemme know if anything happen." Demetrius told him, dapping Cannon up.

"Be safe nigga."

Demetrius shook his head, leaving the hospital. He got in his car, putting his key in the ignition and starting it. He made sure he was good before driving off and heading home. He thought about what happened earlier at the park. Cannon had mentioned seeing a truck the shots were fired from.

He had mentioned he recognized the truck from somewhere, but couldn't point out who it was exactly. The two were talking and they already knew what they had to do. They didn't have a plan, but soon they'll figure something out.

Finally reaching his house, he parked his car in the front. He got out and hurried in the house wanting to lay next to Constance badly. Heading in his room, he took off his shoes and shirt then got in bed. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. He kiss her in her sleep, holding her tightly in his arms.

He pray Jayden was good.

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