Loving Him, Ain't Worth A Damn by Racquel Williams

Loving Him, Ain't Worth A Damn by Racquel Williams

Author:Racquel Williams [Williams, Racquel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Racquel Williams Presents LLC
Published: 2016-06-08T04:00:00+00:00



I couldn’t believe this nigga had talked to me the way he just did, especially after I just gave birth to his baby. All I wanted to know was if he was going to come through as he had promised. I really didn’t understand any of this. One minute, he loved me, and the next minute, it was like he fucking hated me. After I hung the phone up in his ear, I dialed my sister’s number, but that bitch’s phone just rang out. I really needed someone to talk to, and she was the closest to me, the only person that I could talk to without being judged. I was disappointed that she didn’t answer, but her ass was probably asleep. I wiped my tears, took my son out of his crib, and laid him on my chest. No matter what I was going through, I vowed to make sure my little man was alright.

As I listened to his heartbeat, reality kicked in. I really didn’t know who my baby’s daddy was, and God help me if he started looking like Marquise and not Devon. I knew my ass was in some hot shit, and I had no idea how I was going to get myself out. Tears welled up in my eyes. I could just leave from here, maybe go out of town and run away from it all, but that was just a stupid idea because I was down to my last couple hundred dollars, and I had nowhere to go.

“God, please help me to figure this out,” I whispered as I rubbed my baby on his back. “Don’t worry about it, baby boy. Mama’s gonna make sure everything works out.”

It was then that I decided that, when I woke up in the morning, I was going to call Marquise and talk to him. If I could get him to take a paternity test without anyone knowing, then I would know for sure who the daddy was.

I was so brokenhearted that I wished that Devon would show up and comfort me. I missed his smell, his kind words, and just the good times we had spent together. I just wished he would see that he belonged here with his child and me.


I was up bright and early. I had so much shit on my brain that I was surprised it hadn’t exploded. After I bathed little man and fed him, I grabbed the phone and dialed Marquise’s phone. I was nervous, but I was desperate; plus, I needed to know who the hell my baby daddy was. The phone rang out, and his voicemail came on. I was happy because I really wasn’t ready.

Before I could put my phone down, it started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and noticed it was Marquise. I swallowed hard and answered. “Hey,” I said shyly.

“What’s good, Ma? Long time, no hear from you. You ‘ont fuck wit’ a nigga no mo?”

“Nah, it ain’t that, just been going through some things, that’s all.


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