* Chapter One: Birthday Wishes! (Part 1)
Author’s Note: Well, here you go loves. Part 2 will be up tomorrow. I didn’t want this chapter to be so long so I wanted to put into parts. This is my first ff so bare with me!! Lol. Hope you enjoy it, the first part was a teaser of what’s to come in the long while. And The Chyna part and so forth is what’s happening now. Just to clear up, hope I don’t suck. :) Message me for feed back it’s much appreciated.. so here you go!! Breaking Point!
Rage. That’s all I felt right now, I had to leave this house before I did something I would regret. Even though I wanted to kill this nigga for what he’s been doing with my fiancee Chy, I don’t want my son King to grow up to visiting his father in prison.
But at the moment, I’m deadass.
He was supposed to be my main nigga and she was supposed to be my fucking soon to be wife. Now why am I getting screwed over somehow?
Repeatings of my name and yelling began to come through as Chy was following me in the bedroom, holding King with one arm. Cussing, yelling right next to his ear. My son didn’t need to hear this bullshit..
"Mike, you need to stay the fuck home.. we need to talk about this!" I ignored her as I took a small suitcase from the closet and threw it on the bed as Chy began to watch me pack a few clothes in the case.
"Ty, Stop!" She tried to grab my arm with her free hand, and she wouldn’t stop. I kept pushing her, and she really making me reconsider my policy on striking a girl. But i’m not.
She’s really provoking me though.
"Get the fuck off me Chy, I mean it" I yelled at her right back as I turned to get my stuff together again. Silence began to fill the room as all you can hear is King’s baby noises trying to talk.
"So this is how you’re going to handle this huh? Leaving me and king alone?" She pushed me with her free hand as I breathed to control my anger that I already had.
I really sounded like a asshole, but I don’t blame myself one bit.
I lightly pushed her aside and put the last remanding things that I wanted to bring in the suitcase and zipped it up. I put my hand on the suitcase and put my head down and exhaled before picking it up and putting it on the floor.
Chy had guilt in her eyes, but feeling guilty isn’t enough. She needs to figure out on what she wants and I’m not about to stay here and feel bad.
I took King from her and gave him a hug and started talking to him. “Lil man! Daddy has to go for awhile but he’ll be back okay?" I kissed him on the cheek and as I held him I grabbed my suit case and rolled it to his room and put him in his crib.
Like I said, my son didn’t need to hear any of this bullshit. I kissed him on the forehead for the while and went out the room and saw Chy arms crossed and with tears in her eyes.
"Ty, are you really gonna act like this?"
"Let me see, fucked or so you say.. almost fucked my nigga and this has been going on for a couple months? Yes. This is how i’m gonna act, I dont want to talk to you right now. I’m going to a friends house for while and the only reason I’m coming back here is to see my son. I’m not dealing with your bullshit right now."
Chyna tried to say something but she really couldn’t say anything about it. I love her. I really do, but right now.. i’m questioning us being together. I downstairs leaving her to cry or whatever she’s doing. My anger at the time being made me not care.
Walking out the front door and heading to my Lambourgini, I opened the drivers side of the door and threw my shit in the car. Then, I got in the car closing it. I banged on the wheel with my hands and started shouting.. “FUCK FUCK FUCK." Trying to get my anger out. Next time I see this nigga..
Let’s just say, more then the police will be involved.
Opening my eyes to the sunshine that was peering out the window, it hurt a little bit seeming that I just woke up. I needed to get my eyes adjusted. I turned to the other side of the to see if Mike was still asleep or wake.
I sighed to see that his side of the bed was empty. I sat myself up to grab my phone from the nightstand and looked at the date. May 14th.
It was my birthday. I could I have even forget about that! Even though I’m young, with having King and settling with Mike.. I feel old as fuck. I sighed to myself, he didn’t even wake me up or anything.
I unlocked my phone to get ready to call him, but hearing footsteps made me see who it is. I knew it was Mike but as he came in the room, my face started to lit up. As I saw him and king with breakfast that it looked like he made for me.
Bacon, eggs with fruit on the side. Yasss.
"Say Happy Birthday Mommy!" Mike tried to get him to say that, but seeing he’s only 7 months.. but it was worth a try. He just started to make sounds trying to say it.
How adorable. He held King in one arm and with a plate of food in the other, he handed the plate to me and kissed me on the lips. And whispered.. “Happy Birthday baby."
I smiled at him. I wasn’t the one to celebrate birthdays and he knew that.. but he knew what I liked. “Thank you"..
I set my phone on the side and watched him and King hop on the bed to watch me eat it, and it really tasted good. King reached for the food that I was eating so I picked a piece of egg up and put it in his mouth.
He loved it. I looked up to Mike and saw him staring at me and I started talking.
"Can you tell me what you’re looking at?"
"I’m looking at the baddest mom that i’ve ever seen"
I started to roll my eyes. “Shut up" . I started to much on a piece of bacon and looked up. “Now I know you didn’t make this shit, cause this is really good."
"Now why you gotta down play my cooking skills? I made it"
"Mhm, okay." I started to laugh, and I could tell he was being serious. King was crawling all over the bed so Mike started to scoot next to me.
"I just wanted to do something for my girl on her birthday, and this is just the start of many things you’re going to get."
"And what am I going to get?"
"It’s a suprise, chill. But what I can do is give you a sneek peek of part of your present is."
I waited on what he wanted to give me, he started to come closer to me and started kissing me on the lips. It felt nice, I could really use some birthday sex. He started grabbing my shirt to pull it up.
I grabbed his arm and pulled away from the kiss.
"Don’t you see your son is here?"
He smirked and shook his head, he really thought he was about to get some, but not when King is just watching.
"Damn, but don’t think that you’re off the hook tonight." He whispered in my ear so King couldn’t hear. “I’m fucking you good, I’m deadass about that". I bit my lip and laughed.
He went to King and picked him up.
"Me and King are gonna go take care of somethings for your surprise, i’m taking you out tonight so put on something sexy."
"Let me kiss my son" I stretched my arms so I can hold King to kiss him on the cheek. And gave him back to Mike.. “Bye baby, bye Ty"..
"Remember what I said, Ang.. I’m not playing.." He winked to me and then started to leave the room and left me to my breakfast.
How can I not forget what he said, but my birthday was about to be on and poppin..I knew that. Right in this point in my life, It couldn’t get any better then this. As I started to reminisce on how good life was going for me. My phone rang.
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