Official Girl 3 by Charmanie Saquea Read Free Book Online Page B

test or nothing so I’m not really sure if he’s my son or not. He looks just like Carmen. If he does turn out to be mine, I’ll feel bad about missing out on three years of his life.
                  How am I going to tell Le’Lani? How will she feel about it? Will she try to leave me?
                  I was shook out my thoughts by the ringing of my phone.
                  “Hello?”
                  “Are you coming to see your son today or what?”
                  “Man, I just seen him yesterday.”
                  “So the fuck what! You see that bitch’s daughter every day, why can’t you see my son every day? Besides I think he needs to meet his little sister.”
                  “When we get a blood test and he is proven to be mine, then I’ll let him meet her.”
                  “I bet you didn’t ask her to have a blood test, you know what Ramone? You’re full of shit!” she said before I heard the line go dead.
                  I just sat back on the couch and sighed deeply. One minute I was living the picture perfect life with the girl of my dreams now shit was going from sweet to sour.
                  I need to talk to my dad and Pop-Pop about this one.
    *   *   *
                  Last week I took my dad and Pop-Pop’s advice. They told me to just get the DNA test done and let Lani know so there won’t be any more surprises. Well, I did one but I still can’t seem to tell Lani.
                  Now I’m stuck as hell sitting here looking at the paper that tells me that I am 99.9% the father of Keiyari Ramone Peake. Damn, this is fucked up.
                 
Lani
                  Today is the day of my baby’s first birthday. To say that I am excited is an understatement. Me, Neicey and Janae went shopping and got princess everything for Ranyla’s birthday. We went crazy with the shopping. It’s going to be so much fun. Of course, daddy wants the party to be at his house, like always.
                  It’s pink and white balloons everywhere. The men were hepling setting up the rest of the decorations while the ladies were in the kitchen finishing up the food. Even little Ranee was being a good little helper.
                  There was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it,” I said since I was the closet to it.
                  I opened the door to find a woman holding a very handsome little boy. I’m guessing he was her son.
                  “Hi can I help you?” I asked.
                  “You must be Lani. Is Ramone here?” she said with an attitude.
                  “Hold on please.”
                  What the fuck? Who is this bitch?
                  “Neicey! Janae!” I yelled walking back into the kitchen.
                  “What girl? What’s wrong?” Janae asked.
                  “Some bitch with a child is at the door asking for Ramone,” I said.
                  Neicey wasted no time getting up and running to the door. Janae and I were right on her heels.
                  “May I ask what you want with Ramone?” Neicey asked nicely.
                  “His son needs to meet his sister,” she replied.
                  “Hold up, did you say son?” I asked.
                  “Yes, my son and your daughter are brother and sister.”
                  “And your name is?” Janae spoke up.
                  “Carmen. Look can ya’ll please just go get Ramone.”
                  Imma kill this nigga. On my mama, Imma kill him.
                  “How about you just come with us in the back to get him,” I said
                  “Great idea,” she said