Dyme and Malik below, Enjoy💋
After I published the part where Dyme and Malik were talking and suddenly he kissed her and confessed that he missed her.....I got some mix reactions. Some said hell to the no, but then some could see the good in him after all. This is for those people who believe in second chances. I believe in second chances but it just matter the circumstances too💯
Let's change the story shall we😋🙌
Back when Dyme got pregnant in 6th grade, her mother kicked her and thus Dyme lived with her grandmother. That went well until her abuela passed away from her cancer, but luckily Dyme was already of age to take care of her own and her grandma left her the house and car....and money. Dyme never met Jay in high school, instead she stayed neutral because....no one wanted her because she has a kid. Since Dyme never met Jay, Desiree wasn't born and those are the changes this time around.
Now It's back to when Malik asked Dyme to meet up with him to talk about their son.
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:: August ::
(Dyme's Pov)
"I guess that's a reference to me then. Well maybe it's time to talk about it"
"I'm listening..." I shot him a look.
"Well, let me just start by saying I'm sorry. I'm sorry for....um- knocking you up and leaving you afterwards"
"Are you apologizing just for those two things or the whole thing? Because you did way more than that sweetie. You played me just to get in my pants, then when I let you hit...you took it quickly and ran,...then you got me pregnant afterwards...., then you acted like you didn't know me two days after we did it,....you didn't want to see me again.....you cut me off when I ain't do nothing,....you disowned our child, you didn't care about him nor me,...you failed to pay child support after a while. I mean, there was much more than just ditching me..."
"Well I'm sorry for all that then. I'm honestly sorry, I was young and dumb. I was a deadbeat at 14..., how could I raise a baby Diynara?"
"How could I...?! I was 12 f*cking years old! I'm the one that had to carry him for nine months, not you! He had to come out of my pre-teenage body" I raised my voice, disturbing the peace in the dim restaurant.
"Please just lower your voice, I'm sorry for saying that--"
"Well sorry isn't cutting it, now you pissed me the fuck off. How dare you say that as your f*cking excuse....,nigga you don't know what I been through. You don't know what the struggle of raising a child at such a young age feels like. I do. But you know what,....it takes two to make a baby right and I made it with you. I never wanted too but it happened because you couldn't pull out apparently. But it's my fault too, I should've neva been having sex at no 12 years old anyways, I admit that. And I guess that's what happens when you try to be an adult when you're younger,...you might actually have to be one the next f*cking day..... Look, I appreciate you taking me out and I guess apologizing but.....I just can't right now Malik. I can't even look at you, knowing all the sh*t you caused me in my life that I never asked for. I just wanted you to like me for me,....to buy me a teddy bear on Valentine's day.....to be my best friend. But no, you wanted something else and I was too young to see it sooner. So maybe it is my fault, but....I kind of don't regret it. Because.......our child you blessed me with....is my world. So thank you for him, at least it wasn't all.....fucked up..."
I watched him continue to look down as I stood to my feet and grabbed my purse from the other chair. "It was nice to see you again..."
"So you're leaving now? You're just going to leave on a deep note like that?"
"Well I'm a deep kind of woman, I speak the truth. And if that truth is too deep for you,...just go ahead and drown, Because I won't......water it down for you"
I fixed my dress and walked away on yet another deep note. It was hard for me to look at him,....because all I saw was his memories. Bad ones that...changed me into who I am today. He was my first,....the one I trusted with every breath in my body but look what he did to suffocate me.
Now wonder why I always lost my breath...
I continued my way out of the restaurant and walked into the night to find my car. That is until I heard him again.
"...Can I just--can I just know about our son first before you leave. Please.." he begged.
As bad as I wanted to keep going, in my heart...I knew it wasn't right. At least he wanted to know about him.
"You don't even know his name do you..." I turned to him.
"You never told me..." he sighed.
"Because you never answered the phone when I called you to come see him in the hospital. ...... His name is James,.....James Alonzo Owens..."
"You gave him my last name?" he looked at me.
"...Yeah I did. How could I not when he looked just like you. He's nine years old now though and ...he loves video games"
"...When can I see him and you know, introduce myself?"
Suddenly we both looked over to the street as a black dingy car pulled up and rolled down the windows. It wasn't just us outside, it was a quite a few people. But when the car started shooting into crowds, we all screamed and ran for our lives. I could see people getting hit by the bullets and falling down to the wet ground because of the rain.
Everything was happening so fast that all I could see was people falling until Malik came up in front of me to pull me away. He yelled for me to run and duck..
"Diya run! Run! What are you doin-aghh!" he screamed.
I came back to reality thankfully and ran with him covering my back side. We ditched the restaurant and stopped at an alley way as he pulled us to a stop and fell down up against the wall.
"Malik?!" I yelled, seeing him in pain and holding his chest.
I got down to see it for myself, watching his chest pumping up and down as he looked at me in a daze. Blood was everywhere on his shirt as he held the wound through his chest.
I pulled out my phone quickly and called 911.
"911 What is your emergen--"
"Hello! My friends has been shot in his chest and is losing blood! We're in the alleyway between.....and ....street! Please hurry! He's losing alot blood!"
"They're own their way ma'am, keep applying pressure"
I hung up and held my hand with his on his wound, looking up at him now crying.
"I'm so sorry I--.....hurt you Diya.....please I don't wanna die" he cried, breaking my heart as tears started to drop from my own.
"Malik it's okay, stop crying.....and just breathe and stay with me......"
*
*monitor beeping slowly*
Sitting in the hospital chair in his room, I looked over the railing on his bed as he slept there in critical condition. After the surgery they had to do to replace his tissue since the bullet when right through his back and chest, they brought him into this room to recover. He lost alot of blood but luckily the bullet didn't puncture any major arteries.
I felt bad for him...., and I also felt like it was my fault he got shot. It was and I felt guilty. If I would've just ran...maybe we wouldn't be in this mess. But one thing is for sure......he saved me.
Even when I yelled at him and hated his guts, the guy took a bullet for me.....just to keep me safe. He didn't have to get in front of me..., but he did and....it's just mind blowing that he would do that. I was so thankful...
I reached over his body and grabbed his hands, feeling how cold they were as I started to rub them with my own. His chest was covered in bloody bandages and his face was consumed by a breathing machine.
Suddenly I felt a jerk in his hands, letting me see that his eyes were now open as his head turned to me slightly.
"You okay?" I asked him, rubbing his forehead.
With the one arm that was free from my hold, he took the breathing mask off to breathe on his own. "Yeah..."
"You were sleep for a couple of hours, it's like 1 o'clock in the morning"
"And you're still here?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be? You got shot Malik, why would I just leave you alone in here..."
"Where's James?"
"He's with my best friend at her house, so he's fine. I talked to him around 8, so he's probably sleep"
"Oh.....--if you wanna go home, you can. I don't want you to be--"
"Malik I'm fine, stop it. I know we're not on the best of terms but I'm not leaving you in here alone. ....not after you took a bullet for my hardheaded-ass"
He smiled at me. "I just wanted to protect you..., like a man is always supposed to. I wasn't even thinking about getting hit myself.....it was happening so fast"
"Thank you so much, that was the most bravest noble and selfless thing someone has ever done for me. I feel like you saved my life...and I couldn't be more appreciative. Thank you" I got up and kissed his cheek, watching him blush.
"Your welcome..."
:: 2 days later ::
(Malik's Pov) *door opens*🚪
Looking over to my left, I watched as Dyme and James came into the hospital room. I really didn't want my son to meet me while I was banged up like this but....I just really wanted to see him. Its been 9 years and I haven't heard or talk to my own son in person.
"Hey, there he is....., you doing okay?" Dyme asked, closing the door behind them.
"Yeah, I'm getting better" I said, taking my time sitting up. "Hey bud, what's your name?"
"James" he looked up.
"Oh that's a cool name, how old are you James?"
"Nine..."
"Wow, you gonna be ten soon my man. I know you don't know me well but...I'm your dad"
"My mom told me you were. So...where were you all this time" he asked, backing up to sit in the chair next to Dyme herself.
"Um...."
"James your dad didn't know I had you. So....that's the reason he hasn't been around. You see me and your dad were arguing at the time and mommy didn't want to talk to him. But that was selfish..., you need your dad just like you need your mom. So I found him again and now he wants meet you finally..." Dyme said, taking up for me.
I smiled at her to show my appreciation. God knows what I would've have said, probably just tell him I was on "vacation or at work".
"Oh okay. You're not still mad at him right mom?"
"No..., were good again" Dyme shot me a look after looking down at him.
"Yeah, so it's nice to meet you James. I promise you'll be seeing more of me around. What do you like to do for fun?"
"I like to play video games and...baseball...soccer, golf,
basketball too"
"Oh cool, what kind of games you play?"
"Call of duty, sonic, Mario karts, and mom Even got me a Wii"
"Oh okay cool little man, but let me tell you what I got. I got a Xbox and a PlayStation. I got call of duty too, the new one. Mortal Kombat, Grand theft auto five, Zombie games, Assassin's creed..."
His eyes lit up. "You have all of them?! Can I play one"
"Of course you can, you can play them all son. What's mine is yours, watch when I bring you to my house. I gotta dog, a pool out back and all the snacks you can eat"
"Oh so you ballin' like that?" Dyme asked.
"I don't like to brag but yeah I guess. I gotta house by the beach front...., I'll show you around once I get the okay to go home"
"Mom can we go over his house please!"
Dyme rolled her eyes dramatically.
:: Few days later ::
(Dyme's Pov)
"Ssssss-"
"Take it easy okay, don't walk so fast" I told him, watching him groan as we walked to my car.
Once we got there, I opened the door for him and helped him into the passenger seat. James got into the back with his DS and I myself went around to get into the driver seat. I looked at Malik before I started the car, watching him pop a couple pain killers and popping some my water.
"Don't you put your lips on my water nigga" I warned him, pointing.
He chuckled. "Damn, I can't have none"
"You heard what I said" I looked back in my mirrors to pull out.
"When we get out, make a left Aight"
"Mhm mhm" I hummed, backing out.
*
"Wow...this is your place?" I asked, stopping the car after I pulled behind his BMW in the driveway.
"Yeah, this is me. You ready to go bud?"
"Yeah!" he said, opening his door as they both got out simultaneously.
I got out too and locked up my Nissan, following the boys up to his house as he opened the door. I guess those pain killers did the trick huh, he was moving like he was better already. As we stepped inside, I looked up and around the modern décor. Wow it was nice and it had a homey feel to it, very comfortable.
"So this is the kitchen,......living room is over here" he said walking. "And let me show y'all the rest of the house"
*
"And last but not least, this is Coco" he said, picking up the massive curly haired dog
"Awe she's cute" I cooed.
"Heh, this is my big ole baby. She's such a sweetheart. Ain't that right? Miss me" he said, giving the dog a kiss before he placed her back down
"So explain to me how you can afford all of this? What are you a celebrity I don't know about?" I asked him as we walked around upstairs.
"Nah, I'm just a hard working cop ma'am" he said, bringing me up to a picture he had on the wall of him in uniform.
"Oh look at you, Mr officer" I teased.
"Mhmm, but since I got injured. There's no way they are going to let me come in. I just gotta get better now and work on my body again"
"How is it being a cop?"
"Well it's fun to me. Sometime it gets dangerous, I had to shoot a couple people that tried to run or shot at me" he shrugged.
"Yeah I'm sure, just be careful okay. I would hate to see you get hurt like this again"
"Yeah, but if I'm helping making the world a better place for my son to live in....I do not mind"
"No wonder why you got in front of me like that, you do that everyday. I can't imagine...."
"Mhmm, so what do you do?"
"I'm a waitress at Fred's, you know the diner near the mall?"
"Ohhh, you work there? With them outfits? Mmm" he looked me up and down.
"Mmm what? I swear I always get that reaction when I tell people I work there"
"Shit, I'm sure. I might stop by there now and say hi to you lookin' like a pinup girl"
I rolled my eyes at him and continued walking until we got onto his balcony and took a seat on the lounge chairs he had.
"You know Dyme, I appreciate everything you've been doing for me these past couple days" he looked at me.
"You're welcome and I appreciate some of things you've done too. Wanting to be in your son's life, saving me from gunmen...., stepping up to do what you gotta do"
"Of course, I'm a grown up now so....I gotta handle my business and stop being a coward. I was such a horrible person back in school, I didn't care about anyone other than myself. I'm sorry you had to be a victim of that, you never deserved any of that. I took away your purity and robbed you of it and I'm sorry. You're such an amazing person Dyme and I was stupid to take you for granted back then. But really....I ain't know what the fuck I was doing. Shit, I just knew my hormones were going wild and there you were in my 6th grade class. You think I ain't notice you but I did, I was just too full of myself like a bitch to say something. But after we started talking...., I started feeling things for you. I loved hanging out with you but...in my head I was scared to be in a relationship. I was only 14, what the hell I know about keeping a girl happy...."
"You could've tried my nigga. You know I would've been down with whatever, as long as I was with you I was good. I adored ya ass that much but--"
"But I fucked that up and now I'm the one who's admiring and regretting..." he confessed.
"You like me?"
He smiled when I asked him that and blushed. "Damn, you so bold with it. But yeah, I really do now. Its not like I ain't think about you after I ditched you, I had a guilt trip and everything. Dreams..., the whole nine"
"Wow..."
"But I think you're doing quite well for yourself without me, why would I ruin that. I just wanna take care of my boy and make up for all the time I missed"
"That's good to hear. So just hypothetically speaking....what if I gave you another chance?" I asked him.
He looked at me. "To be with you? I would love to..reconnect but you don't want me Dyme. I already had my chance and I blew it terribly, you deserve better..."
"But I do want you..."
He blushed hardly. "Can I ask why? Is it because I saved you?"
"Yeah and because you're trying to be a better person. I can see that Malik, you're really a good guy at heart but you did some kind of fucked up things in your past. And now you're proving to me how you've grown from those times into a man who cares about the people around him. Your humble and that's attractive. We both know you did me wrong and a part of me still hates you for that but I forgave you. I'm not worried about it anymore, it was years ago and child's play. But we're adults now and as a strong humble woman myself,...I think you can have a second chance"
"Wow, um- thank you. I'm so....honored and appreciative of that. I promise you won't regret this okay, I'll make up everything I ever did to you....even if it kills me. I really missed you Diynara and I'm so happy I can be with you....for real this time"
:: November, 5th ::
(Malik's Pov)
"Uhhh,.....I don't know which one to get dad" he said, looking at the toys on the shelves.
"Well you got a whole aisle to choose from. Wanna look at the other action figures?"
"Can I get a Nerf gun?"
"Uh..., I don't know if ya mom would be happy with that" I chuckled. "But I'll let you get one only if you promise to shoot her first"
He laughed. "Okay, I'm a get her right when she turns around"
"That's my boy" I fist bumped him.
"Ou ou! You wanna see my new ninja moves dad? I was practicing" He said, climbing out of the cart.
"Yeah let's em little man" I folded my arms.
I watched him climb up the outside of the shopping cart and surprisingly balance himself on the slim edge, catching my attention immediately.
"Woww, impressive. How you do that?"
"It's easy, I can do this too and keep my balance" he said, stepping over to the other side of the cart to hover over the middle. "Pssst! I'm a ninja" he said dramatically.
I pulled up my shirt to cover my mouth as I arched my eyebrows back at him and went into a ninja stance myself. "You can not defeat me" I said in the same tone.
"I shall challenge you to the death!"
*Phone dings*📲
"Damn, hold up little man. It's ya mama" I said, pulling out my phone to check her text.
Babe💋: wheres my kid...?😐
Me: with his dad having fun😋😅
Babe💋: awe ok. I jus miss you guys. Dior went to sleep on me😭😭😺😻
Me: awww😻😻😻😻
Babe💋: ikr💕 but when r u guys coming home?
Me: we'll wrap up now. Be there in a few😘
Babe💋:😘💕
I slid my phone back into my pocket and returned back to James, seeing him in the cart the right way.
"Boy you is too big for that now, but pick out ya gun so we can go. Ya mama lonely"
"Okay...., can I ask you something dad?"
"Yeah what's up?"
"Are you and mom together again? I know you got her a cat for her birthday and then I saw her kiss you in the kitchen.."
I blushed. "Yeah we're together, I'm tryna get ya mom to like me again" I chuckled. "She used to hate me because I broke her heart before you were born but I'm sorry for that and I wanna be happy with her. Do you like us together"
"Yeah. Its cool having both my mom and dad together" he said.
I smiled and shook his hair playfully, watching him pull out a toy gun from the shelf and throw it into the back with the kitty litter for Dior.
*
I laughed hysterically and felt her pin me up against the wall while she held down my hands with her own. "So it was you who told him to shoot me in my ass! Don't laugh now!"
"Heh...what? We can't have a little fun?"
"F you yo, that little bullet hurt. He hit me right in the cheek at full speed" she said, rubbing her butt and backing up to get over to my bed now.
"Oh stop whining, it ain't hurt that bad--"
"Oh watch when I shoot you in the ass, see how you like it. It's gonna go right up ya butt hole like sczoop!" she made the hand motion.
"Girl don't play with me" I came up to her, feeling her hands grab on my chest.
"Oh I won't, not when you wearing these Calvins" she said, sticking out her tongue while she pulled at my underwear.
I smiled and leaned down to kiss her right there on the bed, watching her smile by my softness.
"Is James sleep?"
"Mhm..."
"Good..." she said, pulling me down on the bed with her. "Because....I think I wanna feel you again" she said softly, leaving me to hover over top of her.
"Are you sure, I can wait some more if you want"
"No..., I think three months it's long enough. We just gotta wrap it up this time"
"Aight" I pecked her lips.
:: Minutes later ::
(Dyme's Pov)
I closed my eyes and moaned in the atmosphere above us. His hands were wrapped around to hold my stomach while his kisses and strokes followed the same rhythm to send me pleasure.
"Ouu......Malik" I moaned softly, grabbing his hands on me.
"Mmmghh you feel so good" he said, moving his hands to my erect nipples instead to palm them in his grip next.
I bit my lip immediately and laid my head back to him as he kept rocking my body slowly on our knees.
"Go harder baby"
Taking in my request, he pushed us down and really started giving it to me. Grabbing on my neck as he broke my ish down in the back.
"Shit! Ouuu!" I moaned grabbing the bed.
"Mmm, I forgot you like that aggression"
:: A week later ::
(Dyme's Pov)
"Hey..." I said, coming up to him looking like a damn snack😍
"Hey, what's up? James at school?"
"Yeah, just dropped him off"
"Oh aight, good. You going to work today?"
"Nah, I got the day off. You mind if I talk to you about something"
"Yeah sure" he said getting off of his phone to approach me.
"I um--...*clears throat* I'm pregnant..."
His eyes got bigger. "Wow, Really?"
I nodded my head and looked away.
"You're not excited, are you?" he asked, watching my reaction.
"I just think it's....a little too soon. I just don't know what happen, I though we used protection"
"We did--"
"So how did I end up pregnant again Malik!" I yelled at him.
"I don't know Dyme! Shit happens, I'm sorry since its clearly my fault. I was excited but now you just killed my vibe" he pulled out his phone.
I sighed. "I'm sorry I killed the vibe but I just......I just don't know if I....wanna keep it this time, you know"
"No I don't know. Why you don't wanna keep our child Dyme? I know he or she was unplanned but that's a fucking blessing that your even able to carry a child and you wanna kill it!? Now you really don' fucking pissed me off! I'm done talking, do whatever you want. Like that isn't my child too, you act like I'm some random nigga!" he yelled, and pulled the screen door angrily to go out back.
"Malik--..."
*
"Are you ready to talk about this?" I asked, coming up to him on his bed.
"Nah, what is there to talk about..."
"Malik stop it! I'm sorry okay, it was selfish of me to say that. I just....I just really didn't wanna get pregnant again. Not this soon anyways, we only been together for three months. Maybe we should've waited longer..."
"I know its early in our relationship right now but it's not like I don't know you. I'm sorry I got you pregnant okay, but....I don't want you to get rid of it. I'm excited..." he confessed.
"Okay..."
"Thank you and maybe us having another kid will bring us together. I know it's kind of soon but....I love you Dyme. I do. I would do anything for you and you know that. I took a bullet straight through the chest for you, if that isn't love then...I don't know what is. You're an amazing woman and such a good mother, and I just love being with you. And since you're pregnant again and I'm a take care of you. I'm a go to every hospital appointment, every check up, rub ya back, rub ya feet, help you get around, provide for you, cook for you and keep James occupied. Whatever you need, I'm there..."
:: 8 Months Later ::
Suddenly, Malik came up behind me and photo bombed my picture as he kissed my neck to say hi.
"You ready for me to braid ya hair?"
"Yeah, and don't braid it too tight" I gave him a look.
"Yes dear" he said dully and laughed. "You telling me not to braid tight but you never keep still with ya tender-headed ass" he said, escorting me to the living room.
"Oh shut up, you sound like my mama"
He braided my hair that day because I didn't have the energy myself to do it. And two days after that, I went into labor.
"Ssssss! Fuck-ughh" I pushed, holding his hand as he watched over me to rub my head.
"He's out!" The doctor said, pulling the baby out to place him on top of me as he cried.
"Oh I gotta get a picture of this" Malik said, pulling out his phone and stepping back to take the picture.
*baby cries*👶😭
He came up to me next and rubbed the baby's head before he kissed my lips. "Love you" he nuzzled his head with mine.
"Love you too..."
And with our two sons James and Damien, we lived happily ever after. No really, we did. After Dame was born, me and Malik's relationship grew. He was so supportive of me during and after my pregnancy. And he loved his new son...
James was excited about having a little brother around and that his parents were finally together and happy. I guess I learned alot from this experience. People do wrong but they can always change if they really wanted to. Malik is a prime example.
We all know how he ditched me back in grade school and I hated his guts. But he came back and made a damn difference. He protected me and took a bullet for me. He wanted to get in touch with his son and spend as much time as possible with him. And....for that...I think I made the right choice.
He's amazing and a changed man, I can't wait to see what our future has in store for us.
Thanks for reading😅💋💕
Q: What did you think?