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Veronica
"Hello?"
"Good morning sexy"
"What the hell do u want Von?"
"Man stop asking like that. I wanna see my son that's all"
"Well if u wanna see your son Von, come get him but I cannot do this with chu"
"Ight thank u . I'm on my way"
Clicking off the phone, I headed to my son's room knocking on the door.
"Jeremiah..."
"Yea mama?"
"Open the door"
Sometimes I forgot my son is 13. Cause what's up with the closed doors and needing privacy?
"Your father is coming to get you. Get dressed sweetheart "
"Okay"
As my son got dressed, I decided ima cook something for us before he leaves.
After cooking, I got a knock on the door.
Putting on my lace robe, I looked outside the peephole and see it was Dayvon.
I let him in.
"Hey Vee"
"Hello Von. Are u hungry? I made shrimp & jerk alfredo"
"Hell yeah. Gone head hook a nigga up"
"Alright.. Jeremiah your daddy here!"
Jeremiah exits the room and gives his father a big hug.
"Hey dad"
"Wassup lil folks. U good? Ain't nobody fw u is they"
Jeremiah started cracking up.
"Nope nobody is messing with me dad"
While they catched up , I was reading one of the urban novels Von got me for my birthday a few years ago.
"Vee u straight?"
"Yeah why u ask that?" I begin to look up from my book.
"Shit I thought we was having a family dinner. Yo ass in another century over dere"
I laugh shaking my head.
Von really likes to act like the victim and been like that for years but I can't do it anymore.
I carefully sat my book besides me and looked sideways at him.
"Ian wanna do this in front of our son but guess I have to..."
