𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘆

His Personal Diary: 2

Consideration by Rihanna ft. SZA
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"Please Kimberly let me in!"
Messiah banged on the door of her apartment. She was 7 months pregnant and mean as ever.

Ever since Kimberly had told everyone but him that she was pregnant with his baby she had been making his life hell. Hell-- it took his own mother telling him that some girl had gotten pregnant by him, information that she had found out shopping for groceries.

He knocked 2 more times before he heard Kimberly mumble in Spanish before yanking the door open with one hand and the other was on her belly.
"What the fuck do you want Luca?"
Her accent was thick and her tone was full of attitude.

"Why the hell you ain't been answering my calls?"
Messiah mugged her as he let himself in.

"Who are you? My daddy? No. I do as I please."
Messiah turned his nose up at how her apartment was looking-- clothes everywhere. Shit smelt like mildew and mold.

"You really living up in here with my baby in your stomach."
Putting a strain on my baby. He really had doubts about the baby actually being his.

"Nigga please."
She rolled her eyes before turning her back to him and walking back into her bedroom.

"No come back. We gotta make this shit right before you pop."

"Bye because all you gonna wanna do is say how you wanna move me into some where nicer and this and that. No me and my baby are fine. You can go back your bitch's house and lay up with her."

Here we fucking go.

"You say that you don't need me but wanna sit up in Instagram and Facebook then yell about how I'm not trying to do nothing for you or the baby. You really got some nerve-- you living in this nest of roaches and shit, no food in the fridge, clothes laid around, nothing for the baby they your supposed to be having in 2 months--"
He stopped to calm down.

"Where is all the shit I bought for him? Huh? Your spiteful ass threw that out too huh? I offered to buy your stupid ass a way out of the hood, but no. Just dumb as hell."
Kimberly stood there with a bored stare as he went off on her.

"You know what you can leave! You don't got to do nothing for me and for a baby that's not even yours."
It took everything in Luca not to crank his arm back and punch this bitch in her face.

7 months of trying to put up with her and her rants on live talking bout how he ain't shit and he ain't did nothing for her. 7 months of buying a crib and clothes, toys, shoes, bottles, diapers, pacifiers, everything.

"Say that shit again."
He took his phone out quickly and pressed record.

"You dont gotta do shit for me and for this baby-- he not even yours."
Kimberly blew up and got red in the face.

"So you telling me that you been playing me-- bashing me, harrasing me for 7 months just for you to tell me that this baby not mine? Bet."
Messiah's eyes grew darker as he heading towards the front door and exited while slamming the door behind him.

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It had been a couple of days since Ephesia saw Luca, but it was normal. They didn't need to talk everyday or see each other everyday for their relationship to be real and true.

Ephesia strutted into her next meeting of the day. She was her company's advertising agent. Her job was come up with new idea for ads and billboards-- stuff like that. The sway of her hips in her creme colored dress made her feel so confident. On her feet were a pair of brown pumps that matched her long, flowy cardigan.