PERCEY POV
"Your having a babygirl. Are you guys excited?"
Maria tightened her hold on Percey's hand. Excited wasn't even the word for the two. She was estatic. She had already made it clear to Percey that the shit he did with Flow was not acceptable with the child that was being created now.
He needed to treat her like how he needed to treat Flow, like a Queen, his Queen.
"I'm excited, more than excited."
"What about you daddy?" Dr. Moroni asked, with her pale skin and wide smile.
Percey was just scared of making the same mistake as before. He didn't want to hurt his child that he dragged her away from him. He wanted to do right by his new babygirl and also wanted to reach out to his first child, his first baby. He just hadn't had the courage too.
"Happy to have another chance."
FLOW*
"So, I haven't been totally honest with you," Flow said after she sipped from the cup of coffee he had given her.
"Oh shit. You ain't engaged or pregnant, or no shit like that, huh?"
Flow laughed at how serious Liam's face was.
"No it's nothing like that...." Flow contemplated if she wanted to tell him about Carter again. She needed some help about the situation and she didn't want to go into a broken relationship with him, or any man. Liam had already been through so much, he didn't need to go through any thing else; especially this. "It's just that t-the man I've been living with, I've g-g-g-got feelings for him too."
Liam's face didn't change for a minute, but Flow's did.
She actaully liked Liam and it was hard for her too tell him that. She felt as if she had known him for more than a lifetime. He was so sweet, caring, funny, loving, and strong. That's who she needed and wanted on her team. A man like that. A man who would care for her and her feelings, that wouldn't mistreat her or hurt her. She needed a good man that would last, last, last. That's all she wanted was a good man, was that too hard to ask for?
Flow sighted. "Have y'll had sex before?"
"Yes, only once."
Liam sighted and Flow didn't waste any time getting up out of the chair she was sitting in. That was one thing that Flow wasn't going too do. She wasn't going to beg. She picked up her coffee cup and pushed her chair in to the green table.
"I guess this is bye," she murmured looking down at her cup as she tapped on it and into Liam's stone eyes. She was looking for emotion but she wasn't getting any. So she did the only thing that made sense at that moment in time; she walked away.
After leaving the Starbucks they had netted at that was right up the street from Carter's house, she went back home. She was actually on the porch now looking for her key in her purse.
"Oh there it is," she said trying to consume her thoughts with things other than Liam's handsome face and him not being able to let that go.
She walked inside of the house once she got it unlocked and went up the stairs planning on going straight to the bed, in her bedroom. Once she had made it too her bedroom the first thing she did was shut the light on. She stripped off her Tee shirt leaving her in her sports bra and black tights and pushed her hair in a ponytail, tired of its straight state.
She plopped on the bed and just looked at the ceiling.
"Help me Jesus," she said aloud as she say up and her attention focused on the letter on her dresser. She got up and got the letter she seen and was shocked too see it was from her father and knew were she lived. She sat down on the edge of the bed opening it, feeling the misguide hit her hands from how scared she was about what her father had to say.
Dear Flow,
I'm sorry it's taken me so long to reach out to you but thanks to Maria I finally had the ability to do it.
I've been knowing that you've been staying were you have for more than the time being. I was there when Curtis's boys crashed the place, I just couldn't bare with messing with you after I read your diary. Yes, I did. I know you probably don't want to talk about this over letter and that is why I want you to come home. So you and I can talk about it. I've changed my own ways and I'm not like that any more. I know your tired of hearing sorry but I am. I will prove this all to you once you come back home. We need you baby, please come back home.
Your Father,
PERCEY RANEY
Flow immediately ripped the letter into many pieces until she couldn't anymore and bussed out in loud tears.
All her father did too her was apologize and then do the same shit over again. She couldn't forgive him for beating her, for killing her first anything in relations, and killing her mother. She just couldn't and now that he was growing a new family and life that's what he wanted, but Flow just wanted to know what about when it came to her? Why does she always come last everything.
She cried, cried, and cried until her door creaked and she opened her eyes with tears on the crevices on her eyes.
"W-what do you want?" She asked him, Carter. He closed the door shut and already knew she was crying because of the letter because he had put it in her room.
"Shh..."Carter mumbled in her ear once he grabbed her in his arms and she immediately balled out in tears. "Talk to me."
Flow didn't know why but she felt something spark inside of her. She snapped.
"You don't wanna hear shit about me and how my dad lashed out on me every chance he got. He let girls jump me so I can join the hustle at the age of ten. Ten! I had a patch on my eye and a cast and then I didn't understand and I tried so hard again to win and I did. I was so happy and we went to get ice cream then it started again. The constant beating and the sad thing is my mom never did anything about it! She just sat there watched but always would tell me she loved me. Who loves someone and let's them get hurt repeatedly knowingly? I wasn't even mad when he killed her and her little bitch ass boyfriend that raped me on the streets because my parents were too busy fucking too come get me.
I walked down the street and I was so young but I walked long ways just to get home. He stopped me in the street and I knew not to talk to strangers so I ran farther than I could run in my entire life but I ran in an alley and he raped me raped me. *laughs deviously* and told me I had the best pussy he had ever had. And the funny thing about it is when me and my father seen my rapist and my mother sleeping together in my dad's bed. Just like that she was gone. Not only did he kill my mother but he killed my first kiss, my first sexing, my first love, my first everything. Right on top of me, right on top of me! It's sad how someone can love you so much but hurt you so bad huh?
The boy who kissed on my neck, Liam. I told him about me and you today and he couldn't even look me in my face afterwards, no emotion. I walked away and I'm not a person to beg but I wanted him to run after me! He didn't though. He didn't."
ANGEL*
"You not going to hug your brother?"
Angel sighted, thinking her brother didn't want a hug from her, but she had to admit that he had matured over the course of years.
He had a lot of facial hair with brown skin and even a ring in his nose despite him being in his thirties.
Angel hugged her brother and melted into the feel of his arms. She almost wanted to cry from not seeing her brother in the last ten years, but she wouldn't and couldn't. That's not what she came for.
"I didn't think you would want too hug me," she whispered in his ear.
Emmanuel smiled at his sister once he removed his arms away from her.
"Even though you ran off wit dat bitch ass nigga. I ain gone stunt it, how my neice and nephew doing?" Emmanuel asked.
Angel sighted. Her brother never liked Curtis. They never saw eye to eye. And when she moved off with him, her brother would only keep in contact about the kids because he was still mad at Angel. Now though he had out it all behind him.
"Their good E. I actually came here because I need your help with something," she said.
Emmanuel lifted his eyebrow and turned around in the chair he was sitting in.
"Like what?"
"I need too use your computers to hack some of Curt--
Emmanuel immediately stood up.
"So you not gone tell me bout da shit that's going on sis. I know you only want to get back with this shit when you investigating, his ass done cheated on you?" Emmanuel asked.
"That's what I'm trying to figure out E."
Emmanuel wasn't even gone say 'i told you so' as he turned his head to the computer. Angel knew that meant her brother was up with doing this shit for her, because her brother was a hit man.
He had dedicated his whole life to that shit while Angel had to cross a line with it once she started popping out babies, but if it ever came back to being in that position; she would do it again. It was her hustle and she did it hard.
"Damn sis, this bitch smart cause' the only shit I can see is you, lil Angel, him, Carter, but hol' up it says he has another child around Carter age."
Angel didn't even want to look at the screen. She didn't expect to find out he was having other children with other people in the world. And even though it hurt her she was gone wait to shed them tears once she got to her bed.
"You sure you want to know sis?"
Emmanuel hated to see his sister down.
She smiled. "I'm strong E. You know that, I can handle anything."
"It said he had another daughter named Haley."
Not knowing that it wasn't just Haley, yes the Haley she knew as Milo's girl, but their was also two little kids involved named Chris and Hannah.
What do you think? Who was expecting that?