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𝙅𝙖𝙝𝙨𝙚𝙝 𝙊𝙣𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙮
"Are you serious?" I rolled my eyes as I started at my phone.
"Everything okay?" Jessica asked me from her desk.
"I have to go see my ex-wife, my mom is over there tearing her house apart." I explained.
"Okay, when would you like me to reschedule the pitch presentation?" She asked.
"Pitch me the idea right here before I leave," I sighed.
"No it's okay I can wait, this is an emergency," she told me.
"Okay, just email me your pitch and I'll look over it and get back to you," I explained.
She nodded her head and I grabbed my brief case and things, leaving my office. I made quick work with leaving the building and got into my car.
Fifteen minutes later..
I parked my car and walked up the driveway to see all of Ryan's things all over the lawn. I heard my mom shouting and ran into the house to see her throwing things at Ryan.
"Mom what the hell are you doing?" I stood in front of Ryan when she launched an entire lamp at her. The lamp hit me instead and I grew angry.
"This whore cheating on you and made you turn gay!" She yelled.
"Mom I cheated on her first and I've been gay my whole life I'm just barely coming out now," I explained. "It has nothing to do with her. Stop tearing her house apart."
"This is your house!"
"No it's hers I gave it to her," I explained.
"Why wouldn't you give it to me?"
"Why would I give you anything look how you act!" I yelled.
"Are you okay she hit your stomach," Ryan grabbed my arm.
"She did?" I didn't even notice until Ryan had pointed it out.
"Yeah, you feel okay?" She asked.
"I feel fine," I shrugged. "You need to go," I told my mom.
"I need to go?"
"Yes because your stressing both of us out. We don't need this in our lives. We don't want you here,"I stated. "Please let yourself out."
"But your my son," she stated.
"I know I cry about all the time," I stated.
"I-"
"Just go."
She rolled her eyes before stomping out.
"You need to go to the doctor she hit you in your stomach," Ryan told me.
"I'm fine," I shrugged her off and sat down on the couch. "She threw all your stuff outside?"
"No just a few things from my closet." She shrugged.
I felt my pocket vibrate and pulled my phone out, seeing Stokeley's contact popped up.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby where you at?" He asked.
"Over here at Ryan's," I answered.
"What are you doing over there?" I could hear the jealously in his voice.
"We are just talking," I sighed.
"About?"
"We're just talking, okay. My mom came over here and trashed the house and was trying to put her out so I had to come talk some sense into her and then make her leave." I explained.
"Why would she do that?" He said. "She's crazy."
"Yeah she is, but I told her I didn't want her around and I don't wanna see her so she should be good about staying away," I stated.
"Oh tell him about how that crazy bitch threw a lamp at you," Ryan said loudly.
"She did what?" Stokeley yelled. "Are you okay where did she hit you?"
"Yeah I'm fine, she hit my stomach but I feel fine." I shrugged.
"What the fuck! I'm taking you to the hospital. Are you crazy why are you not there right now. You're pregnant!"
"Because I feel fine," I stated.
"I'm on my way in a Uber," he said and then the line clicked.
"What'd you go and do that for?" I groaned. "He's never gonna let this go."
"And he shouldn't," she yelled. "She was gonna throw that shit at me."
"Yeah you're right," I sighed. "Well let me go getting my car running so I can sit in the emergency room all night off nothing."
