Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that thang too big"
She a pretty young thing and ain't got no kids, oh
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah
I danced in my seat as the song Lil Baby by DJ Mustard came on.
"What do you want?"
I turned to look at whoever it was tapping on my shoulder, seeing it was Dontae. I turned back around at the bar letting him talk to my back.
"I like the way you moving in your seat, mind doing that to me? And, I'mma need you to lose the stank ass attitude you got."
"And I'mma need you to step away from my girl."
My eyes got a little wide, as I turned around to see if I heard correctly. And there Shamar stood with a black suit and tie on.
"Or what nigga? I ain't scared of you?"
Dontae started to remove his jewelry like a female about to fight, and I started laughing.
"You ain't got to be."
Shamar said, as I got up and grabbed him pulling him with me towards the dressing room.
Once we made it in there he locked the door and just looked at me.
"What's wrong with you?"
He asked with a mad expression on his face as he walked up to me and sat in a chair in front of me.
"Nothing."
I shrugged my shoulders and walked to my locker, unlocking it to retrieve my belongings.
"Look Rain this isn't you. Since when did you start drinking? I saw all those shot glasses in front of you."
I looked up at him from pulling up my sweatpants.
"I started drinking tonight, you know something to just ease my mind for a while."
"Nah. You don't drink, and you know what's interesting?"
"No what?"
"The whole time we were talking I never knew your age, until tonight."
"Oh. And how'd you figure that out?"
"I called Mrs.Daniels and we were talking about you and just so happen she says your sixteen."
"Oh."
I grabbed my jacket out of the locker on top of my duffle bag and put it on.
"That's all you have to say is "oh"."
"What do you want me to say! Huh!?"
I started yelling as tears ran down my face.
"I have to do what I gotta do! I have to support me and my brother somehow!"
He stood up and grabbed me and all I could do was cry in his chest. He held on to me for a while until we were interrupted by banging on the door.
"Clean your self up and when your done, I'll open the door."
I fixed myself and I look normal so he went and opened the door revealing a angry looking Marcel.
"Rain why the hell are you locking doors, and have a man in here!?"
"No disrespect homie but you gon have to calm that yelling shit down now. I locked the door, and I came in here to make sure she was ok. Now do we have a problem?"
"Nah we good, but next time let me know I'll give y'all a room of privacy."
"Yeah ight."
Marcel walked out not before giving me and apologetic look.
"Get your shit you coming home with me tonight."
My head shot up as I looked at him.
"I'm not going no damn where with you. My house fifteen minutes away I'll be good."
"Ok. Welp I guess I'm going home with you, now let's go."
He picked my bag up and we left out the front entrance of the club, not before Big Mike said something.
"Babydoll you good?"
"Yea."
"Ight be safe."
"Ok good night."
"Night babydoll."
I smiled at him and walked with Shamar to my car hand in hand.
"So the bad news is I drove my car here to so what we gonna do?"
"I'm safe to drive, I've been drinking water for the past hour."
"Are you sure."
"Positive."
I gave him a reassuring smile, and he gave me one in return.
"Alright. I'll follow you home."
"Ok."
I got in my car and started it up, reversing out of the stall and going out the parking lot making sure no cars were coming.
Ten minutes later we pulled up to the house, there was barely traffic so we made it a few minutes early.
He parked his car behind mine and we walked to the front door of the house.
"Ummm I'm home and I'm safe now, so you can go."
"Nope. I'm staying here with you, cause we got some more talking to do."
I opened the door and walked into the kitchen opening the refrigerator grabbing strawberries.
"Im not up for talking."
I said walking over to the sink rinsing some of them off putting them in a bowl.
"It'll happen eventually."
"What is it that you wanna talk about?"
"You."
He looked at me with concern.
"Look I'm not looking for sympathy I'm good. I've been doing good for the past five months."
"And it's all going to stop tonight."
I looked at him and twisted my neck side ways before talking.
"You want me, to stop working for what? So I can be homeless? Hell nah fuck that I don't think so."
"Look I can help you."
"I don't need help or a hand out damn. Anything I want I go out and get it by any means."
"Well I'm going to help you whether or not you like it."
I shook my head at him and picked up my bowl of strawberries and made my way to the living room. Sitting down on the cream colored love seat I grabbed the remote and turnedâ the t.v on to a random channel.
"Look Rain, I want the best for you."
"Shamar."
He sat next to me on the couch and looked me in my eyes.
"Yes?"
"I want you to leave me alone I'm not in the mood."
"Man I thought you was gonna say something else."
We both started laughing then it got quite as we sat there looking at each other, and no wordsâ were exchanged.
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