Compton Streaks

11.

Amala's POV

"Right now I feel beating your ass as well for messing with Eric's hoe ass after I told you several times to not do that!!!" Yella yelled at me after the horrible fight went done. Bria is held down in Eric's room. I had a ice pack on my swollen jaw.

"And we have a show tomorrow night." He sighed.

"I can lip sync it and....."

"No, you singing that god Damn album." He scolded and left. Minutes later Deena came back smiling.

"Girl, I'm keeping the baby but I have to move out of my parents when he or she is born."

"Oh yeah I'm bout to be aunty." I cheered and winced remembering my jaw was swollen.

"How's your jaw?" She asked sitting on her bed.

"She fucked my shit up." I whimpered and she snickered

"Let me see it." She got up and removed my ice pack. "Ouu shit it looks like a tumor."

"Oh no it's getting worse." I sobbed and lie down in bed. A knock was heard and Deena got up looking through the peephole.

"It's Tupac and Samantha." She said.

"Come in!" I shouted and they came in.

"Amala we have something to announce." Tupac smiled really hard while looking at Samantha.

"We've been dating for a month now and decided to announce it tonight to you." Samantha squealed before hugging him and pecking his lips.

"Oh wow I'm happy for y'all congratulations." I tried my best to sound supportive.

"That's all good night ladies." He winked at us before holding on to her hand and left.

"It's your turn now I know exactly who you should date." Deena smirked walking towards her bed and sitting on it.

"Who?" I asked excitedly.

"Ren, I think he's pretty good looking."

"I always liked him but after tonight I don't think he'll want me." I said sadden up.

"Well he'll come around." She shrugged before throwing the covers over her body.

Before drifting off I prayed for a successful show and no more drama between us.

The next morning....

"Mom, I'm 18 years old now you  can't tell me what I should and shouldn't do..... You're a fucking hypocrite 'coz you had me at 15 years old and no one told your little bad ass to abort it so don't start with me bitch!!!"

I woke up to Deena arguing on the phone. She hang up and started crying.

"Deena..... Come here." I cooed walking over to her. She got up. "I just had to do that."

"Just relax."

"She said I'm going to regret having that thing."

"That's disrespectful thank god you told her your mind."

"Thanks, anyway who enough about me let's get dress for breakfast." She giggled.

Eric's POV

Bria stayed the night in my room after what happened. This is all my fault I should've said no. "Where you going?" I asked her sitting up on the bed.

"Downstairs for breakfast did amala fuck the common sense outta you?"

"Don't start aiite the sun ain't even out for 5 hours yet." I grunted as I got out of bed.