《Must Be Mine | COMPLETED #WATTYS2022》7.
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Playing Show Love by Kiana Ledè
laughing at you hoes
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all the time
"True stop hittin ya brother say sorry." Von said.
True just stared at him like he was crazy, he literally could see his attitude in this child his daughter was all him it was crazy but he loved his kids.
"She such a cutie!" Dakota said as she stopped at a red light.
Dakota was driving the five of them to some kid like arcade like Chuck E Cheese, Von looked back to see the three kids sitting strapped up. True was being bad as usual bad ass child.
"Here?" He said handing her the sippycup.
"No?" She said while moving her foot.
"Why u kickin shit now true. Wassup wit u ma?" Von said as he stared at his daughter whom just smiled at him.
"Awee she's a daddy's girl! She know she can get away with anything." Dakota said while turning the corner.
Just then Dakota's phone started to ring an Vom picked it up seeing that nigha Dakhari name pop-up for a facetime call. What was he calling her for.
Von answered the phone anyway nigga wanted to see his reaction.
"Whatcho bitch ass want!" Von said.
Dakota made this face confused as to who he was talking too.
"She busy u gon talk to me ion need u talkin to my girl without my permission nigga it ain't gon happen so whateva u gotta say ta her say it ta me." Von stated.
Von made this face then looked over at Dakota to see she had stopped at the gas station.
"U ain't gon see shit hoe ass lucky I ain't fuck ya up like I wanted too cause my girl was there but otha than that if we was toe to toe I will beat cho ass. On king dave." Von said.
The call went dead an Von set Dakota's phone down seeing she was looking through her purse.
"I got the gas ma u just sit here wit da kids." He said stopping her.
"You sure..." She said sighing.
He nodded his head letting her know to stay back while he get the gas, Von could tell she was kinda tense anyway probably about her child's father acting like a real bitch over his responsibility as a father to be there for his child.
Von went into the gas station pulling out some cash paying for the gas than made his way back to the car putting the gas for Dakota he ain't want her to do it cause he knew how niggas could be when they see a female pumping gas in a by herself.
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Von watched as Dakota played with all three of the kids, she looked like she was enjoying entertaining them. He looked an saw her phone was vibrating he looked an saw it was a message from her babydaddy.
"Kota?" Von said while walking up to her.
"Yes?" Dakota said as she moved her hair out of her face.
"Here ya phone." Von said handing her the phone.
"Thanks, why you making that face now wassup?" She said staring at him.
Von shrugged then went to entertain his kids with Dakota still staring at him trying to figure out what was going on.
Nightfall came and they left putting the kids in the car Dakota yawned then pulled out her phone to take a picture of the three children in the backseat fast asleep, Von an Dakota got in the car an put on their seatbelts.
"Von what's wrong you all silent now." Dakota said while touching his hand.
"I'm good ma but jus know when I eva see ya babydaddy again his ass getting merked." Von said aggressively.
"I was gonna invite you over his mom's house.....but I don't know if you busy or not.." Dakota said while allowing her sentence to trail off.
Von smiled and leaned in giving her a kiss on the lips then another one which lead into a mini makeout session with them both.
"Stop we have to get these kids home an in the bed. They played themselves to sleep awee." She said before looking in her rearview mirror at the kids.
"Yeah surprised my kids wasn't mean to Noah, cause they asses mean as fuck ion kno where they get it from." Von said.
Dakota gave him this look.
"You?" Dakota said.
Von shook his head an sat back in his seat looking over at her with a smirk on his face he ain't really pay attention to her outfit or makeup cause he was busy with the kids but she was looking good like always.
"U look good doe. Dis colour fit u." He said as she pulled off.
"Aww thank you I wasn't too sure about the red but I wanted to try something different." She said while moving a piece of her hair behind her hair.
how I look at bullshit
on god!!!
Dakota laid her son in his bed, she bought him a daybed like crib just incase her little cousins or something came over so that way there was enough room.
"Alright they look so cute!!" Dakota said in a whisper.
"Yeah gang, u hungry?" Von asked.
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"What you wanna eat I think I have some chicken or something in the sink." She said before walking away.
"Was u gon cook it?" Von asked.
'Yeah I was but I might put it up an make some pasta I don't want my chicken getting spoiled." She says while heading towards the kitchen.
"Whateva u make is good gang, you ain't tell me you knew how'd cook." He said as he took a seat on her couch.
"Yup cooking is my specialty my mother taught me how to cook before I moved out at 15." Dakota said.
"Ya left yo house at 15 u was bad or some?" He said.
Dakota looked through her fridge seeing what to make she ended up putting her chicken up saving it for either tomorrow cause she knew it would go back if she had let it sit out in her fridge marinated.
She decided to make something quick like pasta, while grabbing everything she had needed to make a fresh pasta from scratch like her mother had taught her.
Once she had finished Dakota made both their plates an walked into her living room seeing he was typing on his phone.
"What you say sorry I was busy cooking?" Dakota said.
"Gang, I said was u in trouble or some cause u left yo house at a early age." Von says while taking his plate.
"Damn dis shit look good! Like a sista don made this or something!" Von said.
"Well my mom is black." She stated.
"U look Mexican doe so u mixed?" Von said.
"Well yeah my dad's Mexican and Native American while my mom is fully black." She says while flipping her hair.
"Word so yo cookouts be lit!" He says.
Dakota laughed an nodded her head.
"Back to yo ass moving out at 15 why u move out so early ya family was on some fuck shit or some?" He asked.
"No and yes. My mom was a good person a stuff, but when my dad died it all changed so she acted as everything was peachy until she met my stepfather then all hell broke loose. To make a long story short I moved out cause I actually wanted to be a singer so I moved to LA with the money my pops left me in his will an started a beauty salon with it than a painting studio, an from there now I'm here." She says.
"Damn! So u got three businesses, one here an two in LA, you talk to your mama?" Von says.
Dakota shrugged she an her mother really hadn't spoken since the news of her pregnancy an the engagement to Dakhari she tried to call her last week but it ended badly, her mother's husband tried to get a rise out of her speaking on the death of her father while demanding she respect him when he's never gave her the respect she deserved as being his new wife's child.
"Last week but it was a mess I'd rather not talk about it." She say sighing.
"Aight I gotcha, let's finish dis good meal then, wanna watch some tv." He said.
Dakota grabbed the remote an put it on a "Half & Half" on Netflix watching it an eating while talking.
Dakota went an washed the dishes while Von was in the living room, just then her phone rung an she saw it was a DM from Instagram.
She unlocked her phone seeing it was Asian Doll.
Dakota almost responded but left it alone, she didn't want to feed into the BS she was pulling it was not gonna happen whatever beef Asian an Von had he would squash it cause she was not the common denominator in that situation.
"Gang you ain't here me?" Von said.
Dakota looked up from her phone to see Von standing in the kitchen staring at her causing her to blush.
"My bad, I got uh distracted. You speak to Asian?" She asked.
"She texted me earlier why what she do?" He asked sounding concerned.
"Dming me crazy shit what's up with her she upset at you or something." Dakota says crossing her arms.
Von moved his had across his face shrugging then grabbed her hand.
"Lil folks ion what's wrong wit her but just know I'm wit u not her whateva shit she tryna pull it ain't gon work gang, imma handle whateva issues she got wit u cause u ain't done nothin wrong to her ass. If u even feelin some kinda way bout dis I'm sorry." He said staring deeply into her eyes.
"Dayvon you don't have apologize for her she's just mad about how your with someone else an not her but whatever grudge or issues she's holding onto she just has to let it go. An another thing I don't need you to fight my battles I can fight my own." She said with a smirk.
Dakota walked away but turned to wink at him before making her way towards her bedroom cracking the door.
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