Baby Daddies

Chapter 11

Chapter 11:
Ughh!!!! OMG I can't handle all of this. I think I'm gonna screw with a new guy and steal all of Harry's coke. I want these kids GONE!!! One of my girls came in. "What do you want you little whore" I screamed. She started boo hooing. This little bitch is making my headache worse. I did all Harry's cocaine. I then left the kids by themselves at home and went to see a new guy. Harry is at "work" he has a crazy dream to be a dancer. He is awful. GOD DAMN. My period is 2 weeks late and my boobs are getting bigger. Oh no. I can't be pregnant.
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It's been two weeks since Harry took all my kids. Two weeks of freedom, two weeks without Mommy, Mommy. Or having to hide my cocaine. Damn little kids trying to take my cocaine I can't get a break! I haven't gained any weight yet but I have had the worst craving like seriously pickles and BBQ sauce?!?! I haven't told Harry yet either I haven't seen him at all but thats the best thing thats happened in a week. I can't have my cocaine or any alcohol because I can't handle a kid with a birth defect or that shit. I took all my crap and got on the bus because walking makes my legs hurt already and headed to the Walmark for some non- alcoholic tequila. I bought light ciggaret's and 5 mini pizzas for lunch this week. After paying and getting home I took a nap and after I woke up I went to my room to get a shower before the landlord shut off my water. I showered put on my red lace underwear and bra and got dressed in shorty shorts and a spaghetti strapped tank top before riding the bus to work. I might be preggers but I still have to work last time I broke my record of working until my water broke maybe this time I can work without stopping.
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Harrys POV:
I took all of that gorgeous girls kids including my own and got a court date set. I know I shouldn't have but how else am I going to get back together with her? I love her and she just won't pay me one glance unless I pay for her to work for me. I have loved her for a really long time probably a year and she hasn't noticed me trying to win over her heart. I'm slowly falling into depression if it wasn't for our kid I wouldn't be here I would've killed myself long ago but I didn't because I can't do that to a kid. My dad did that to me and my mother had to raise me and my sister alone so, I can't let him be alone without anyone he knows in a Foster Home not knowing if they'll get their fair share of food and nice clothes. It's not fair so I could never do that to anyone especially my own child besides having a kid could help me become a famous dance instructor so I won't have to get kids in my own studio when my son gets in school and is a great dancer kids will want to join.