Mixed Signals Page #46

 

                       

"Yes Ma, get some rest." 

 

                       

"Okay, but I want to hold you." I said wrapping my arms back around him. This time he wrapped his back around me. I went back to sleep , but only because I felt cramps starting back up. 

 

                       

The next morning when I woke up I jumped straight in the shower. I stayed in there for as long as I could before my body started to cramp again. After I got dressed and went to the living room, where Dre was. 

 

                       

"Wassup Ma?" 

 

                       

"Hey, how you feeling?" I asked recalling what had happened early this morning. Dre looked a mess, sleepless. 

 

                       

"Well I should be asking you that." 

 

                       

"I'm fine for now, what about you?" 

 

                       

"I'm straight Ma." 

 

                       

"You look like you didn't sleep at all." 

 

                       

"I didn't" 

 

                       

"Why not?" 

 

                       

"Too much on my mind." 

 

                       

"Like what, let me know what's bothering you. Please?" I sat beside him and grabbed his hand. "Please?" I repeated. He turned and looked at me in my eyes for the first time since earlier yesterday. Hurt was all over his face. 

 

                       

"I can't tell you." And with that he looked away and got up. He walked towards the table and grabbed his keys. I watched him walk out of my front door. I got up to see if he was really leaving me. I stood on the porch as he sped off until I could no longer see him. I just stood there. I didn't know what to do. Hell, I didn't even know what to f***ing think. 

 

                       

Should I be sad? What the f*** was that about? What the hell is bothering him? What did I do? Why won't he confide in me? 

 

                       

I went back into the house and pulled out my phone. I called Dre's phone and it went straight to viocemail. 

 

                                   

                         

WHAT THE F***! See now I'm getting mad. 

 

I tried calling one more time and he didn't answer again. 

 

Dre's P.o.v 

 

I rode in my car in silence for about two hours before I decided to stop by my homebody Chris spot. 

 

Tyana opened the door. 

 

"Hey wassup Dre," she said giving me a hug. I hugged her back. 

 

"Hey Ty, is Chris here?" 

 

"Yea, come on in. CHRIS !!" 

 

"YEA!?" 

 

"DRE HERE FOR YOU." They yelled back and forth. 

 

"Damn, where's Chyna? Y'all yelling like she don't exist" I said laughing for the first time in a while. 

 

"Shut up, she's with her granny for the week."she said pushing my arm. 

 

"Why a whole week?" 

 

"Because we needed rest." I saw Chris coming in the living room from their bedroom buttoning up his jeans. Then I looked and noticed that Ty's hair was all over her head. 

 

"Rest , huh?" 

 

Ty blushed and that said it all. 

 

"Yall some freaky motherfuckers" 

 

Chris laughed but then got serious. 

 

"So what's up ?" 

 

Chris and I sat at the kitchen table. Ty walked away and went into their bedroom. She turned on some music and bumped it so I wasn't worried about her over hearing us. 

 

"I got some sh*t I got to get off my chest." 

 

"Yes? I'm listening.." 

 

I covered my face with my hands and made a loud sigh. 

 

"That bad huh?" 

 

"Sh*t, it's worse than bad. Everything was going so well." 

 

"Something with Mya ?" 

 

"Man.." 

 

"Nigga stop holding out. Say that sh*t." 

 

"Jade is pregnant." 

 

He paused and stared at me. 

 

"Ha, I did the same thing." 

 

"She say it's yours ?" 

 

"Yea." 

 

"That's a damn lie." 

 

"But I busted in her." 

 

"When ? Nigga when was the last time y'all f***ed? You know how many niggas she been with after that?" 

 

"You right but -" 

 

"She seeing you happy and want to f*** that up." He said cutting me off. 

 

"I hope like hell you're right." 

 

"I'm guessing you haven't told Mya." 

 

"I just couldn't. She looked so worried. I just couldn't tell her. She looked hurt when I left her but I had to get up out of there." 

 

"You left her bruh?" 

 

"Yea," 

 

"You know you f***ed up, right?" He raised his eyebrow up at me. 

 

"Yea, I know I f***ed up. I plan on apologizing to her after this. I just need another guy's perspective." 

 

"You know she gone feel like you pushed her away..." 

 

"I know , I know. Yes I f***ed up, I know." 

 

"Okay well all I got to say is expect the unexpected. With Mya being upset when you try to apologize, after you tell her and with Jade. I honestly do not think it's yours, but expect the unexpected. 

 

"I hear you." 

 

"That could be anybody's seed bruh. You know you wifed a hoe !!" 

 

We shared a laugh then the door bell rung. Ty flew to open it before Chris could get up. I heard Ty said "Heyyy baby I missed you!!" Then I heard her. 

 

Mya. 

 

"I missed you too!!" 

 

"You looking cute boo!" 

 

"Thanks Ty, you look like you just got your back beat in." They laughed hella hard, "Anyway, where Chris light bright ass at?" 

 

"The kitchen." 

 

I looked up as soon as her face appeared in the kitchen entrance. She had a smile on her face until she seen me. 

 

"Hey Chris." she said before backing out of the kitchen and going into their bedroom. Ty followed. 

 

"Damn she hate yo ass... Already." He said with a laugh. I couldn't stop thinking about her outfit. 

 

"Where the hell she been?" 

 

"Those shorts hot!! Her booty too big tho. She needa pass those to Ty." He laughed. 

 

"Haha. Real funny." Besides the shorts being too short she looked good. 

 

"Real talk tho, I can tell she hot at you." 

 

"Change the subject ... How's Chyna?" 

 

"Chyna is great, she's very healthy. She finishes all her bottles too, she getting on the chunky side. She's spoiled rotten already. I really love her little self." 

 

"Awwww, look at yo big head ass being ass sensitive." 

 

"Sh*t , nigga I had a baby girl. Let her ever mention a boyfriend, that's niggas Ima have to kill." 

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