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13.

Amilia

Using my key I opened the door to Cameron’s apartment and as soon as I walked in the sound of moaning caught my attention. Shaking my head I walked straight to where his bedroom was and kicked the door open. The sound of the door hitting the wall caught the attention of Cameron and whoever the brown skin bitch he was all over making them both jump up.

“Yo Millz, what the fuck is you doing?!” Cameron shouted at me while he got out of the bed.

“You got that bitch pregnant?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He grabbed a pair of boxers from his top drawer and threw them on.

“Get this bitch outta here Cam.” I pointed to the girl who was glaring at me. Bitch mad as hell I fucked up her nut but I didn’t give a shit.

“Who the fuck is this bitch Prophet?”

“Aye, watch your fuckin’ mouth and get out shorty.” He told her. She looked up at him all shocked and I almost wanted to laugh but I stopped myself.

“Get out? What the fuck?”

“You heard me, get the fuck out.” She put her clothes on then stormed past me. When we heard the front door close he looked at me. “What the fuck is wrong with you man?”

“Trouble’s girlfriend, you fucked her.”

“What?”

“Nigga you heard me. You fucked her and got that ho pregnant. She had the fuckin’ nerve to come at me about you, talking about our babies are going to be siblings. You know I can’t stand that bitch and you went and fucked her!”

“Calm the fuck down, you’re pregnant you can’t be stressing like that.”

“Fuck you! I’m not even with you anymore and I got bitches coming at my neck about some bullshit you caused. I’m tired of this shit man, it’s always some shit with you.”

“I didn’t make that bitch come at you Millz.”

“That doesn’t matter it still happened because of you! You’re determined to be like your fuckin’ father.”

He sucked his teeth then shook his head. “This has nothing to do with my father.”

“Nah it has everything to do with it. You’re being a whore just like him.” Cameron’s father was a professional man whore. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him with a girlfriend. It’s all about quick pussy with him. “I don’t even know why I’m shocked, pimps do that right? You probably fucking the bitches you got on the payroll.”

“You know better than that. I would never cross that line but this isn’t about my pops alright. It’s not, I don’t know why I fuck so many bitches I just do. I’m sorry, I know the shit hurts you but I don’t know what to say. As far as Bianca goes, fuck that bitch. The only kids I’m worried about are ours.”

“Whatever Cameron, I don’t even care you just better hope Trouble doesn’t whoop that ass when he finds out his bitch was cheating with you.”

“You think I’m scared of that nigga? Fuck outta here with that and that nigga is not about to fight that for that bitch. Why you so worried about that nigga anyway? What are you going to do? Go run to his house and tell him about this shit? That’s where you been staying right?” When he said that my mouth wanted to drop because he wasn’t supposed to know that shit, but I wasn’t about to tell on myself and have him one up me. Hell no.

“Yeah I’ve been staying there, but that’s not the point.”

“Oh it’s not? You never wanted to move in with me but you can go stay with that nigga? Let me find out those aint my kids you carrying.”

“Fuck you nigga, don’t come at me or question my fuckin’ morals because you fucked up. I didn’t want to stay with you because I know what you’re about I just didn’t have the proof. You got another bitch pregnant and you got the fuckin’ nerve to come at me like I was the one fucking around? Get the fuck outta here with that shit.”

“You’re the one living with another nigga. You fuckin’ him or something?”

“No I’m not fuckin’ him, not that it’s any of your muthafuckin’ business. Listen, I didn’t come over here to do this bullshit with you. I came here to tell you to get your bitches on a fuckin’ leash. If that bitch comes at me again I’m going to break her fuckin’ neck then yours. Try me if you want to.” I glared at him one more time before leaving his apartment.

I honestly really give no fucks about Cameron fuckin’ around. The nigga has been doing it for so long I no longer care, but for him to fuck that bitch is what irks the fuck out of me. The one bitch I really don’t fuck with is the one you have to fuck around with? You’re that thirsty for some ass you couldn’t turn that bitch down when she tried you? This just gives me more of a reason to not fuck with his ass on that level. If it wasn’t for these babies the nigga would be dead to me.

Cameron “Prophet”

As soon as Millz left I got dressed then left my apartment to go see about Bianca’s dumb ass really quick. The fact that she really took her ass to wherever Millz was and told her about this baby bullshit had me ready to slap the shit out of her. I told her dumb ass not to do that but nah, she had to be on some simple shit and run her mouth. I know she thought she was doing something by telling Millz on me but this was nothing new.

It was a couple of bitches that pulled that I’m pregnant shit on me and it’s never went far. I would make them take a test to really see and of all the times that it’s happened, only two were really pregnant. That didn’t go far either because I was taking them to get rid of that shit. The last thing I wanted were kids by a bitch I had no future with.

My pops taught me at a young age that you never make a temporary bitch a permanent part of your life. Despite how much I fuck up I really do love Millz but I’m not in love with her. I haven’t been for a long time but she isn’t the type of girl you just let go. She’s somebody you hold on too but I fucked that up. The only reason I’m not out here stalking her ass or trying to get her back is because she’s carrying two boys for me. I don’t need to be with her, she’s going to be around regardless and that’s what I want.

When she first broke up with me I thought it was bullshit, she’s always telling me we’re over but she actually meant it this time and the shit threw me for a loop. My father was even mad about that shit because he really fucks with her. He said she reminds him of my mom, I think that’s what made me want her even more.

My mother died when I was nine years old from cancer so it was my father raising me by himself. After she died my father said he would never love any other woman the way he loved her, and he believes that she was his soulmate so there wouldn’t be any point in trying to be with another woman long term.

I’ve never seen my father with any woman on some serious shit after my mother. It was always a different bitch in his bedroom and I guess you could say I followed in his footsteps on that one. Since I was 13 I’ve had different women at my disposal. My first time was with some stripper bitch my father had working for him.

About a year or two after my mom died my father started his operation of buying and selling girls. He had to be the biggest Pimp in New York as far as I’m concerned. He even had bitches making drops for certain drug dealers. I know he had over 100 bitches working for him and now that I’ve taken over for him I’ve doubled that.

Even though I could easily fuck the bitches that worked for me, I never crossed that line. That would be bad for business and I’m too in love with my money to do that but I did fuck a lot of bitches outside of my relationship.

I’ve never been the type to just be with one girl even after I met Millz. I wanted her all to myself and I tried the faithful but it just wasn’t for me, I thought about letting her go and not being selfish but like I said, she’s not that type of woman; you don’t just let her go. It’s something about Millz that will have any nigga stuck. Even though she has a fucked up attitude, it’s more to her than that. I can still remember meeting her mean ass.

January 13, 2006

“Why are we here?” I asked my pops while we sat in some fancy ass office. For some reason my pops thought it would be a good idea to bring me to one of his meetings and I was still confused about that shit. Usually he leaves me out of this type of thing.

“I’m meeting that nigga Dice about conducting some business on a couple of his blocks.”

“You tryna sell pussy on his blocks?”

“That and he needs some girls to run packages and I got him on that for the right price. You’re here because he has a daughter and he had to bring her to the meeting last minute. Just to make sure shorty aint bored you’re here for her to talk to. Cameron, don’t try his daughter aight. She’s not that type of girl and I don’t want smoke with this crazy nigga.”

“I got you.” We waited a couple of minutes before Dice came walking in with a short, thick light skin girl coming in behind him. My eyes instantly got big because she was gorgeous; if that was his daughter this nigga was going to have some problems in the future.

“Caine, what’s up?” Dice dapped my father up. “My bad I had to pick my daughter up. Little ass was fighting again.”

“They came at me first daddy what was I supposed to do?” She asked him after rolling her eyes at his words.

“I don’t know, how about control your fuckin’ temper.”

“Or I could just punch a bitch for trying me. Come on, you taught me better than to accept disrespect.”

“Whatever, that isn’t the point. Go wait outside for me anyway.” She rolled her eyes again then started towards the door. “Amil, we got a problem or some shit?”

“No sir,”

“Alright then, fix your face. I keep telling you I’m not your mama; I’m not with that dumb shit. Now go.” She walked out the door and my father nudged me to follow her. Before I could go out Dice’s voice stopped me.

“Don’t fuck with my daughter little nigga, watch what you say.” I looked at him and nodded then walked out the door. When I got out there she was sitting down looking at her nails. I sat next to her and she was raised her eyebrow.

“Why are you out here?”

“My pops told me to come out here.”

“Oh, well stay over there. You’re too close.”

“Why are you so mean?”

“I’m not mean I’m irritated. I don’t even want to be here I can’t stand coming to his fuckin’ meetings.”

“How old are you?” I asked her.

“I’ll be 15 in March, what about you?”

“I just turned 16 last month.”

“Oh okay, what’s your name?”

“Cameron.” I held my hand out and she shook it.

“Millz.”

“Millz?”

“Yeah, my name is Amilia but that sounds like somebody’s grandmother so people call me Millz.”

“Your dad called you Amil.”

“He’s my dad he gets that off, you…call me Millz.”

“Fine, only if I can really call you.”

“Trying to spit game? Didn’t you get warned?” She laughed.

“He told me to watch my mouth, that wasn’t disrespectful so what’s up? Can I have your number?”

“Give me yours and I’ll think about using it.”

Chuckling I shook my head at her but I wrote it down for her anyway. “Make sure you actually use it.”

“Like I said, I think about it.” She smirked

From day one the way she carried herself piqued my interest and I chased her. I was chasing Millz heavy for at least two months before she even let me take her on a date and even then she was standoffish. It wasn’t until her father died that she let her guard down and actually gave me the time of day. I guess it was because I took the time out to actually be there for me and we were together since then.

Now that we’re over it feels weird but I’m not even mad about it because I know she deserves better than what I could give her. I was a fucked up boyfriend to her, between the bitches and the fights we had I know I put her through it so I wasn’t going to fight her about being with me. Despite that I was going to show her having my kids wasn’t a mistake. I was going to be there for those boys until the end and that’s it.

When I got to Bianca’s place I wasted no time going to her front and banging on that bitch like I was the police. As soon as she opened the door I snatched her up by her throat. “You thought going and talking that bullshit to my baby mama was cute bitch?” I pushed her in her house and kicked the door closed with my foot.

“What are you talking about?” She looked at me like she was scared to death.

“You know what I’m talking about. You thought she wasn’t going to come tell me about that shit? How fuckin’ dumb are you?”

“Fuck you Prophet. You got me pregnant now you wanna run off like a little bitch because of her?” She looked like she was about to cry but that shit didn’t mean a damn thing to me.

“You damn right, that was my girl and you knew that which is why you hopped on my dick anyway. Listen, I’m not going to put my hands on you. I’m really trying to keep them to myself so I’m just going to tell you this. Stay the fuck away from Millz, especially while she’s carrying my babies. If something happens to them because you wanna play with their mama I swear to God Bianca, I will make you wish your ass never born. You hear me?”

“So what am I supposed to do?” I went in my pocket pulling a wad of money out. I counted out three stacks and threw it at her ass.

“That’s more than enough to get an abortion ma. I’m not going to be here for you, deal with it. I told you the only person worthy of having my kids is Millz, but nah you wanna be a simple bitch. If you don’t want to grow the fuck up and be a single mother I suggest you get rid of that shit.”

“Or I could go to the courts, they can make you take a DNA test and make you pay child support.”

“Try that shit if you want to, go ahead and do it. I got legit businesses bitch, money aint drying out for me no time soon. I’ll take that shit from you then kill your ass before I pay your ass anything. You got life fucked up. Try me if you want to, I’m trying to be nice to your dumb ass.” I looked around her apartment shaking my head. “Clean this shit up, this why niggas don’t take your dirty ass serious. You’re a fuckin’ bum.” I chuckled then walked out.

Bitch is lucky I didn’t break her damn neck in all honesty.

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