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something without reading it. I basically cosigned for that bitch and that bastard to be staying up in my shit.
    I didn’t know who to call after it was all said and done. Tiffany was in New York with her own problems, so I didn’t want to bother her. I called Moses and he came to comfort me. Ever since then, we’ve been fucking.
    I was in love with him and that led to me getting knocked up by him. Moses was excited to be a father and wanted me to leave Tone, but I couldn’t leave the one person who took me out the hood, gave me a career a beautiful house, and had me driving the newest whips. Moses could do the same thing, probably more, but it was the loyalty that prevented him from doing so.
    I knew I had only two months before giving birth. Moses said he wasn’t going to let me pretend like this was Tone’s baby much longer. He very much wanted to be a part of his child’s life and made it clear if I didn’t tell Tone, that he would.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Four
    Reshawn
     
      This fucking bitch went and took my daughter away from me. I know I wasn’t the best nigga, but I kept her in the best clothes, shoes and whips. It wasn’t my fault she stopped dressing herself up after she had our daughter.
    She never wanted to dress , so how was that my fault? All she wanted to wear were sweats and sneakers. Can you blame a nigga for wanting to stick my dick in so many different women? My main bitch, Melissa, was pregnant and looking to move into the house since Tiffany was gone.
    If I moved her in the house , she was going to have to step up to the role she was given and keep this 5,454 square foot house cleaned, laundry done, and dinner cooked, even if I didn’t come home. She was feenin’ to trap a nigga with a baby. Ever since she found out I had bank. Now, here she was, four months pregnant.
    She thought my ass w asn’t going to get a DNA test when that shit was born. She thought wrong. As soon as the baby was born, I wanted them to swab the baby’s mouth, swab mine, and then let me know if I should stomp this bitch out or embrace my new child.
    Tiffany was my heart . She was the glue that kept me together, even though I knew I didn’t deserve her, she still held a nigga down when she was there. When I got knocked and had to do a year, she was the one that came up to see me every week. She put money down on my books when it was needed. I stayed with her, out of loyalty. What kept me with her was when we found out she was pregnant. It wasn’t my first child, but she didn’t have to know that.
    I had about three kids during our relationship. She found out years later, but she still stayed. This time, she took off and left me without even saying goodbye or letting me see my daughter. This was some bullshit and fucking dramatic, as always, on her end.
    My daughter was my world and she took her away from me. I had three sons by three different baby mothers, but when I found out I was having a daughter, I swore all of the cheating and abuse would stop. But, just like every other promise I made, it was broken and went out the window.
    T iffany kept asking about other bitches I was fucking behind her back. Like the old saying goes, what’s done in the dark comes to the light and I couldn’t keep my shit in the dark for too long. I never could.
    Tiffany was really getting on my nerves , sending me to voicemail every time I called her. I needed to know where she was. How would she and Madison live? Where were they living? I didn’t even know where Tyrisha moved to. I know that’s the only friend she trusted. It wasn’t like I cared to ask before. I kind of wished I did, ‘cause that’s the only place Tiffany would be heading.
    Deep in my own thoughts , Melissa came walking in the kitchen with a see through nightgown on. She was a sexy girl, but unlike Tiffany’s pregnancy, she didn’t carry well. She was always sick and was breaking out on her face and arms. I felt it