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left a voicemail asking him to call me back. I need to
get the ball rolling on this divorce as soon as possible.
    *****
    Later
on that evening, DJ and I pulled up to my parents’ house with David pulling up
right behind us.
    “Maw-Maw,”
DJ yelled excitedly when we walked through the front door. He loves to come to my
parents’ house because they always gave him his way. My little brother and
sister also have him spoiled rotten.
    “Hey
baby,” Nyla screamed when she came downstairs followed by Ivan. She grabbed DJ
from my arms and walked down the hall with him. I heard my mama and daddy’s
voices coming from the sitting room. They always got loud whenever my baby came
around.
    “You
might as well go get this over with,” David said while shaking his head.
    We
walked down the hall to the sitting room and took a seat on the sofa. My daddy sat
in his recliner playing with DJ while everybody else sat around and watched. He
was being his usual spoiled self and enjoying all the attention. They ignored
me and my brother like we weren’t even in the room, but that was fine with me.
    “Can
he stay here tonight Dominic?” Nyla asked me. “We already have everything here
for him.”
    “I
don’t know. I have to make sure it’s cool with Brooklyn first,” I replied.
    “Nyla,
you and Ivan take DJ upstairs for a minute,” my father instructed.
    This
is the moment I’ve been dreading since I walked in a few minutes ago. He’s
ready to get in my shit. My brother and sister got up, taking my son out of the
room. My father started up soon after.
    “So
it wasn’t bad enough that you made a baby on the girl before the wedding, but you went and did the same shit after you
married her,” he said. He paused, but I knew better than to say anything. He doesn’t
like to be interrupted when he’s speaking.
    “What
I don’t understand is why you got married to begin with. Kennedi would be a
damn fool to stay with your ass after this,” he fussed.
    “I
don’t want her to stay with me,” I confessed.
    “What
is that supposed to mean?” My mama asked.
    “I’m
filing for divorce,” I answered.
    “You
just got married boy!” My father yelled in disbelief.
    “I
know, but I shouldn’t have. I’m not happy with Kennedi and I haven’t been happy
for a while.”
    “You
should have said that before your stupid ass walked down that aisle. You lucky
I didn’t put up any money towards that shit. I’d be beating your ass until I felt
like I was paid in full,” he barked.
    “I
told him not to do it,” David chimed in. I don’t know why he just couldn’t keep
his mouth closed.
    “Why
are you even here David? I know for a fact I didn’t invite you, and I don’t have a problem putting your
ass out,” he yelled.
    I
wanted to laugh, but now was not the time. I could see David smirking, but he
knew better too.
    “So
now what Dominic? Where are you going to live?” My mother asked me.
    “You
damn sure can’t come here with all this drama you got going on,” my daddy said.
    “I
don’t want to come here. I’m staying with Brooklyn and my son.”
    “If
this ain’t some soap opera bullshit, I don’t know what is. Now you want to be
with your baby’s mama,” my daddy continued going off.
    “That’s
who I’ve always wanted to be with.”
    “Well,
why didn’t you drag her ass down the aisle then?” He fumed. “You keep putting
all these babies up in her like she’s your wife anyway.”
    “He’s
not just putting babies in her,” David
mumbled to me. I elbowed him hard in his side to shut him up.
    “No,
don’t try to tell him to shut up now. What did you say David?” My mama asked.
    “I
didn’t say anything. I’m just messing with him,” he replied with a chuckle.
    “Boy
please, you never could whisper. You just said he’s not just putting babies in
her. What does that mean?” She asked.
      I’m a grown ass man sitting here like a little
ass boy who’s afraid to speak up for himself. My mama and