“You worried about the wrong shit.” I shrugged. “I’m not worried about none of that because Solomon isn’t going anywhere and I don’t get left. I’m the leaver.”
She stormed away after that, leaving me and my mother alone again. Solo called out to us seconds later, showing us that he was atop the slide once again. Once he had our attention he repeated the motions from earlier, coming down and running into my arms. He questioned us about where his mother had gone and was a little disappointed that he didn’t get the hug he was promised, but after my mother added a trip to Leonardo’s to our plans he was all good again. It wasn’t my plan to have Solomon and his baby’s mother bickering with each other, but I was definitely going to tell him about this and that he needed to deal with her because I wasn’t with her running up every time I was out.
15
Smoke.
Just like when I visited my brother, I felt a way hearing the familiar sounds of the doors locking while I waited in the visitation area. Kaori’s pops was finally able to get his privileges and shit back so I pushed up to see him. I had also gotten all of my business out the way for the day so I could spend the shit with my girl. We had been having Solo so we’d been doing shit with him and shit. I wanted to kick it with just me and her when I got back down the road.
A whole bunch of mothafuckas filed in, taking seats at the tables occupied by their loved ones, but I didn’t see Kaori’s pops. My brows knitted as I looked around the room in an attempt to locate him. When I failed to do so, I got ready to get up and go to the nigga seated at the front of the room that checked us in but was stopped when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“You Smoke?”
Glancing over my shoulder, I looked up and noticed it was my girl’s pops, so I stood and shook hands with him.
“Solomon Tate, but yeah, I’m Smoke.”
Nodding, he rounded the table and took a seat before gesturing for me to do the same. I couldn’t help but notice our visit was a little different from everyone else’s. When I first walked in, I noticed glass separating each of the tables, but there was one in the corner that didn’t have any, which was the one I was directed to sit at.
I guess it pays to be a boss.
“Ya ride this way was smooth?” he asked once the guard left us alone.
I nodded. “Shit was straight.”
I was a little jittery on the way here because the thought of sitting inthehood legend’s presence was a little intimidating on top of the fact that I was fucking with his daughter. I told Kaori I was good because she asked a million fucking times, but I was a little moved. K-Dot wasn’t just some random nigga; he was one of the coldest in history.
“So, you got my baby girl pregnant?” he asked, getting straight to it.
Running a hand across my fade, I chuckled and answered, “Yeah. My bad about it though. I mean I’m happy about my lil boy and shit, but I would have did it differently if I could have.”
His brows hiked. “Differently?”
“Yeah. I know she ain’t told you how it happened…”
He cut me off. “And I’d like to keep it that way. Please, spare me the details.”
“Naw,” I laughed. “I’d never do no shit like that. I’m just saying I would have made shit with us official, official before knocking her up had I known.”
“Nothing we can do about that now,” he stated. “What are your plans for the future though? With KK,” he clarified.
“Shit, I don’t know, to be real,” I admitted. “I want to do everything I can to keep her but I don’t really have no blueprintfor our shit. Like I’m just going with the flow and trying to keep her happy and shit.”
He nodded in approval. “I like that. Sometimes when you got shit fully planned out it don’t feel authentic, feel me?” I nodded. “Kaori is my lifeline, though. The most important thing in this world to me outside of my wife.”
“I’m knowing.”
“They got me on some petty shit right now, but I’ll gladly go to death row with no argument behind her and my grandson.”
I got his drift and knew full well being incarcerated wouldn’t stop him from doing something to me or anyone that brought harm to his family. Hell, I shared the same sentiments. I didn’t have a daughter yet, but I would set the fucking world ablaze behind my sons too. Gender didn’t matter to me. They were my babies too, my whole ass fucking world.
“I got you, OG. You got my word. Nothing will ever happen to them.”
He nodded. “Good, so I can trust I won’t have to hear her complaining about this other baby mama anymore then, right?”
Irritation filled me hearing about Bri. Her ass was literally a thorn in my side and I cursed the fact that I couldn’t handle her how I wanted. She constantly did dumb shit to get under my ski, and pulling up on my girl was getting old. She was begging for me to do something to her ass, no lie.
“Yeah, I got it.” I sighed. “Bri just ain’t used to me being serious with a girl for real so she acting out, but I got her in line.”
