Sinner 2 (Completed)

14.

Giselle
Next day

I laid in my bed, scrolling my phone as I reflected on the long day I'd had yesterday. After arguing with Abir and sleeping in bed alone again last night, I was finally coming to realize that I had to do this.

I had to be done.

Abir was obviously too stuck in his ways, he hadn't called or texted me since yesterday. Him blowing up my phone was no more so I guess he'd given up. This was how he'd wanted it to be so I'd allow him to be.

I just wouldn't be around for it.

I left him for three years, I could do it again or even longer this time. He'd see soon enough that I wasn't playing around.

Breaking me away from my thoughts, a knock came to my room's door and I looked seeing Mila walk into the room with a bag of food and a gallon of ice cream on the side.

"Is that for me?" I joked playfully, poking my lip out.

"Yeah. Abir just dropped it off for you." She smiled to me and I raised my eyebrows, watching as she sat it down on my dresser.

When she did, she walked out completely and closed the door behind her. I sat there a while skeptically before I stood to my feet and made my way over to it.

Opening the bag, I saw that he'd gotten me my favorite food at the moment and my favorite flavor of ice cream.

Startlingly me, my phone buzzed in my hand, making me look down at it.

I would've got you water ice but I know it make you sick and shit. He texted to me and I couldn't help but to smile.

I love you, G. He text again and I sighed, looking at it.

I can't lie and say that I wasn't happy and I definitely appreciated it but he wasn't off the hook. Not with food and ice cream.

No way.

I didn't even bother texting back, I simply slid my phone in my pocket and began to dig into the food. I was thankful but I was no longer being stupid.

He had a lot of wrongs to right and it was up to him if he wanted this to work out.

He knew what needed to be done.

*

Abir

"What's up, nigga?" My Unc spoke as I hopped out my car, seeing him, Tone and Darnell on the corner.

"Ain't shit. What this nigga here for?" I spat bluntly, looking at Darnell.

I hadn't seen this nigga since I slapped the shit out of him on the block for opening his mouth.

"Damn, it's like that bro?" He chuckled nervously and I ain't say shit, leaning on the wall.

"Y'all chill out. This a business." Tone reminded and I nodded, flagging him off.

I was chilling, I ain't give a fuck about him. I was just talking my shit. As long as that nigga stayed out my way, I was cool.

"Where you comin' from though?" My Unc asked as I started rolling up a blunt.

"Getting to this money, you already know." I told him and he nodded.

"I got that nigga Chaz two blocks over handlin' that."

"This Angel dust been selling crazy."

"Fa'sure." I smirked, considering all the money that had been coming in for me.

That's part of reason why I couldn't stop now, this shit was getting better than before. Plus my G was three months now, my son was getting closer to closer to being here. I had to stay on my grind. No matter how much it hurt her.

It was for us.

"How you and G though? Y'all good now?" He went on asking as if he was reading my mind and I sighed, looking down.

At the moment, I didn't know where I stood with G. I knew she was still mad but I was trying to listen to my mama words and make shit right. Outside of the way I got money, I was trying to do different shit, like get her favorite food and a few things I knew she'd like then drop that shit off to her.

Since I knew she didn't want to see me right now.

I'd even texted her and told her that I loved her so she could know that this shit wasn't over but I don't know if she still fucking with a nigga or not.

She never responded to me.

"I don't really know, Unc." I spoke truthfully, putting weed in my blunt.

"I'm tryna make shit right but you know how G is.."

"She gon' ignore me, listen to what everybody else put in her ear and do what the fuck she want to do until she can't nomore."

"Yeah.." He trailed off.

"Just give her some time, neph." He went on, saying his usual shit and I scoffed, chuckling to myself.

"Yeah.."

*

Giselle
Few hours later
10pm

I laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling as my stomach grumbled loudly. I'd finished all of my food earlier that Abir dropped off for me and I was now craving more of it.

Rolling over, I grabbed my phone off the charger as I scrolled to Abir's contact. I debated hard if I should do what I had in mind but the debate ended quickly once I realized I was pregnant with his baby. I deserved to get whatever I wanted.

Relationship or not.

Clicking on his contact, I went to our messages and sent him a quick message.

Can you bring me more food? I sent to him and I quickly closed the thread as I sat my phone down and waited for his response.

It seemed as if he responded almost immediately as I  grabbed and looked down at my phone.

Whatever you want, baby. He texted and I rolled my eyes hard.

"Whatever." I said out loud, not responding at all to his message. I simply left him on read.

I laid back down and waited to see if he would really bring it to me. To my surprise, after about fifth-teen minutes went by before I heard my mom mom calling my name and I shot up, making my way downstairs.

As I did, I saw my auntie Tee at the door, grabbing the food and ice cream from him. His tall figure hovered over hers and he looked directly at me.

"Aw." My auntie cooed and I smiled small, taking the food from her.

"Can I come in?" His deep voice spoke, looking directly at me and both my mom mom and my auntie looked at me, waiting for my response.

I stood there a while debating but I knew that if I gave in now, he would never take me seriously. He lied and hurt me, I wasn't giving in that easy. Plus he was still doing what I'd told him I didn't want him doing.

I wasn't breaking.

"No." I spoke softly, taking my food and going back upstairs to my room.

*