Zachary 'Booby' Shahidi

"Essex, what's good with you? Sit the fuck down." I yelled at him. I was trying to fix this toy he broke and he was climbing on top of me.

"You know what's wrong with him. He want his mom." Charmaine said.

"Well he can't see her." I said getting annoyed as she started laughing. "Must be nice to stop being a mom." She said causing me to look up at her.

"My nigga, don't you have some shit to do today?" I asked looking at her.

"Oh now you mad? Mad at the wrong person. I didn't leave you with a damn kid. But you right I'm gone." She said grabbing her bag causing me to shake my head.

"Bitch, nobody left me with no damn kid. This my kid! As much as it's her responsibility it's mine too. If I have to become a full time father while the mother of my child is taken time to herself imma do that. You don't know shit going on." I said out loud.

"I don't know cause you don't tell me shit! All I know is she dumped this damn kid on us and that's all you worried about! What about me!" She yelled causing me to laugh. This bitch was crazy.

"What's going on with Gia ain't got shit to do with you! That ain't ya business! You knew I had a fucking kid! Ain't my fault you ain't use to no real nigga. I'm gon take care of mines before I do anything else. So yes my child and baby mama come before you. Now get the fuck out and I'll hit ya line when I feel like it." I yelled at her as she wiped her tears but I really ain't give a fuck.

It had been a whole month since I had Essex. And this shit was not easy. I give it to the single moms who do this shit every single day. Yea I have mom family to help me and Dior but this shit is a lot.

"Somebody mad." I heard causing me to look up at Dior.

"Yea, mad about dumb shit." I spat shaking my head as Dior came and picked Essex up.

"Auntie!" Essex shouted while Dior sat down with him on her lap.

"You look tired." Dior said as I nodded my head. "Shit i am." I said as she played in Essex's hair.

"Go take a nap, i got him." She said as I just shook my head.

"I'm good, you spoke to Gia?" I asked as she nodded her head.

"Her and the baby good." She said as I nodded my head. It's crazy how we about to bring another child into the world and we not even on speaking terms.

She was struggling with bad depression. She was sad, crying all the time. It got so bad I had to keep Essex. And to make matters worst she going on 6 months pregnant.

Of course her mom offered to keep him but that ain't sit right with me. I was the father and I'm capable of taken care of him. It wasn't they responsibility it was me and Gia's.

I would have just flew to New York to be with Gia but apparently I'm part of the problem.

"It's not your fault. This type of stuff is normal." Dior tried to convince me but I ain't believe non of that shit. It was no secret. I definitely blame myself for Gia's depression. Even if it wasn't my fault I still played a part, the way I took her for granted.

"Thank you D, forreal." I told her as she shook her head.

"No deadass, D I appreciate you forreal. You could be with Gia, India and the baby. But you here helping a nigga out. I owe you." I told her as she shook her head.

"India and Gia they already have people in they corner. Yea you have your people too but they not really checking for you. Plus this my escape away too." She shrugged her shoulders causing me to look at her.

"What's up with you and Baby?" I asked noticing how her whole body language changed.

"Nothing, he broke up with me." She shrugged her shoulders trying to act like she wasn't fazed.

"Why? Thought ya was happy." I asked.

"I did some dumb shit." She said clearly not wanting to talk about it. Nodding my head I dropped the conversation cause it was clearly making her feel some way.

The sound of my phone ringing caused me to look down and see Saint was calling me.

"Where's my grand baby!" She asked as soon as the phone connected. Flipping the camera I put it on Essex who had fell asleep in Dior's lap.

"Awee my babies! I miss them. Booby you better be taken good care of my babies." She said causing me to laugh.

"Always." I told her as I flipped the camera so she was looking at me.

"Awe you look tired, how are you?" She asked as I nodded my head.

"I'm always good." I told her as she sucked her teeth.

"Boy you ain't gotta lie. I know ya ass feel bad." She said as I just got quiet.

"It's alright to have those feelings. But don't go beating yourself up. GiGi strong. This soon past. But I really need you to get your shit together. You been doing good with Essex but with 2 kids it's different. I have faith in the both of ya." She said as I nodded my head.

"I know Ma, we gon be good." I told her as she nodded her head.

"Alright imma let ya go. Love you guys." She said before hanging up.

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Dominique 'Baby' Jones

"Nah forreal Indy, she beautiful." I said looking down at the baby.

"Thank you, Easton is obsessed with her. He don't put her down when he home. She's so spoiled." India said as I continued to look down at baby Mia.

"You and Dior soon be next." She said causing me to laugh and shake my head.

"How when she killing niggas babies?" I asked shaking my head.

"Huh? What you talking about?" India asked causing me to look up.

"Oh she ain't tell you? She got an abortion." I said while placing the baby in her bassinet.

"Wait what? When?" India asked as I shrugged my shoulders.

"When she told me it was already done. I found out when we came out here for the wedding that was like two months ago." I said shaking my head.

"Wait so ya not together?" She asked as I shook my head.

"Hell no. That bitch went and killed my seed. Didn't even care how that shit affected me. Not bout to be with someone who only care bout themselves. Glad I see her true colors now." I said as India just sat there looking surprised.

"Okay let's not call her out her name. And I'm sure she had her reasons." She said defending Dior. I couldn't even be mad, that was her best friend.

"Fuck what ever her reasons were. It take two people to have a baby. She ain't care bout my feelings so it's fuck her feelings." I said.

"Dominique are you even ready for a baby?" India asked causing me to suck my teeth.

No I wasn't ready for no baby but an abortion was not the answer. "All that is irrelevant. Dior still childish as fuck. You can't get rid of all your problems. At some point she gotta learn how to deal with the consequences of her actions. She wanna fuck so she should have been prepared." I spoke as India shook her head.

"You sound crazy. You ain't ready for no damn baby and neither was she. She got rid of ya situation you should be thanking her." India said causing me to shake my head.

"Imma go." I said. Giving India a hug I left out. Ain't no damn way I should be happy shawty killed my seed. Type of logic is that?

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I decided to give ya babies pov. It's something different? How ya like it? And yes home girl Gia going through it. I feel like it's important to touch on topics like this. People who have it all still suffer with mental problems and no one ever knows. Thoughts? Vote and comment 💗💗💗