After we fucked I made us some roast chicken with rice and greens and a few salads and we ate together.
"You have plans tonight."
"Yeah just work." I said.
"You don't have to keep working." he said and I sighed.
"I want to work." I said and he said nothing. I know his angry. I can see it.
We were eating in silence when all of a sudden my mother and sisters stormed into my house creating chaos.
"So this is where you are living while we live in filth!" she shouted.
"What are you doing here?" I yelled and before I knew it she slapped me and I fell down hard. I fumed and got up and punched her in the face. I beat her until I blacked out from the anger.
I woke up and they were still in my house. Apperently they all moved in. I called the police and while I waited for them I walked into the dining room where devil was sitting with my family and my sisters were drooling all over him.
"Pack all your bags and leave. I called the police and I want you gone. Each and every one of you." I yelled.
"Do you see Mr Johnson this is the selfish daughter I gave birth too."
"Fuck you Sandra. You are not my mother. Get the fuck out."
"Where are we supposed to go? We got kicked out because we couldn't afford the rent."
"I don't care. You have burdened me my whole life now get out." the police came and I let them in. They dragged out my family and I fainted again.
This time I woke up in the hospital.
Devil was by my side holding my hand.
"Hey, how are you doing? “
" I am good. What's wrong with me? “
The doctor walked in just at the same time Devil's phone rang and he excused himself and left the room.
"So good news is your doing just fine. You're blood temperature is just a little to high. We ran some blood test and figured out that your pregnant." He said and it felt as if time had stopped.
"Pregnant?."
"Yes. Congratulations. I'll send the nurse to come move you so that we could check on that baby."
Devil came in just as the doctor left.
"The doctor says everything is fine." I said and he kissed me on the forehead and said he had to go. I was greatful. I had no fucken idea how I had to do this on my own.
I left the hospital and went home thinking of how many different ways I could tell Devil about this child. Doctor said the baby is healthy and that I am two weeks pregnant.
On my way home I decided to take a detour and eat at a restaurant. An expensive restaurant. I went inside and ordered a wine along with a pasta. I was craving pasta.
After my wine arrived I poured a glass and drank. I know I am not supposed to but what the fuck.
I am definitely not ready for a baby. I am financially stable yes and would be able to afford it yes but I am not mentally ready for it.
Will I be a good mother?
I come from a fucked up family who knows nothing about love or how to give it so how do I know I have it in me to love this child.
I am a stripper at a night club. What child would be proud to have me as a mother.
Wait no. Let me rephrase that. I am a stripp yes but I have never found anything wrong with that. No I wouldn't want my kid to grow up and become one but it's an honest living and yes the man disrespect you but that's because their a bunch of assholes. I have always respected myself.
I have witnessed mothers in the same line of work that would die for their children and that is why they do what they do for the sake of their children.
So yes I am good enough and I am worthy and no one has the right of making me feel any different and this baby will be one hell of a lucky baby having such a cool ass mommy.
I know nothing about raising babies but I will learn because I am definitely not aborting it even if Devil won't accept responsibility.
I was so busy thinking that I didn't realize my food arrived and just as I took a bite a scene In front of me unfolded. Right in front of my eyes was no one other than Devil Johnson sitting there with a tall brunette. Now I could assume the worst but it wouldn't be necessary because not only was he kissing her but the waiter just took her order and referred to her as Mrs. Johnson. My jaw dropped to the floor and a tear slipped down my face as I thought. I guess I will be raising this baby alone after all.
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The Unwanted Sister
RomanceAmber Riley. White girl. The youngest of four sisters. Wild. Tall with an hour glass figure and drop dead gorgoues. Also the most hated sister in the house. She comes from a poor family. Dead ass poor or is she? See, she comes from a poor family. Ho...