- Sorry for any mistakes -
Chris POV
Soon after I left school, I dropped by my babymama Tasha house. I dropped off the child support money and kept rolling. Everytime I go over there she always want to get back together, but I have to remind her she left me for a kingpin in Atlanta. I got into the shower and shaved afterwards. I went and put on my gold Versace shirt, with my cargos, and my all black jordans. I was prepared for the day.
Troy POV
I went downstairs and saw Makayla by the stove cooking in my big T-shirt. I snuck up behind her and grabbed her waist. She was acting funny and shrugged me off of her. So I just got all her stuff and turned on the fireplace. I threw it in one by one.
"This is for messing with my homeboy Chris." I said while throwing in her Chanel shirt..
"This is for trying to leave me when I said that was the only way you was going to leave." I said throwing in her Nike sweatshirt...
It really doesn't bother me that I'm throwing in her clothes because I bought all that for her."Oh and let's not forget!!! Aborting my child when you was 4 weeks pregnant!" And with that I threw everything in at once
- Flashback -
Makayla POV
I was in the bed crying my heart out. I just found out I was 4 weeks pregnant. As soon when I heard the news I went home and cried. I tried to tell Troy on a couple of occasions. One day, I couldn't hold it any long. The doctor gave me the abortion pills and there I was... debating if I should take them. The box only said 1 a day but I had to make sure , so I took 3. I cried and I was disappointed in myself. I went to the restroom trying to make myself throw up the pills so it wouldn't hurt the baby. I just couldn't do it.... it was all over .
- Flashback Over -Tasha POV
I woke up in my 2 bedroom apartment. I scrolled though my Instagram feed and saw Troy and his girl Makayla all hugged up. (she's such a Thot) I was caught slipping and accidentally liked his picture. I can't wait till Troy jr. comes in this world. I got up and slipped on my house shoes. Today Makayla had a major test she had to take so that left Troy and I alone for the day. I went to my restroom and took a shower also rubbing my baby bump. I got out and put my hair in a regular school day messy bun. I went to my closet and put on a pink sundress with my light brown sandals.
I went across the hall and looked a the light blue painted walls with little white clouds. Troy doesn't know it's his baby but I'm planning on telling him today when we meet.Troy POV
I went back to the bedroom and got dressed. With my Tommy Hilfiger shirt and all black jeans. Just something simple for the day. I got to make a couple runs today through Atlanta and gotta take Tasha somewhere.. she has a "surprise".... I hopped in my all black RangeRover without saying a word to Makayla and headed out.Makayla POV
I walked down the hallways of Baltimore Highschool in my all black skinny jeans, and my Chicago Bulls jersey, with my all black Timberlands. I went to my 1st period which was English. Tory and I have the same classes because he made it like that so he could keep a "close" eye on me. And before I knew it, it was lunch time and my classes were almost over.Troy POV
I knocked on Tasha door and she came to the door with her sundress on (or whatever you ladies call them)."Aye.. Wassup Tasha. Why you call me over here?"
"There's a little problem I need to really tell you...."
I looked in her eyes deeply and could tell something wasn't right. Then she started stuttering like never before.
"Got dogone, you gon spit it out.""Ok well yunno how I'm pregnant?" She said with holding something behind her back.
"Yes Tasha! We all know that, now what's the problem." I said while plopping down on her couch.
"Ok well....the baby isn't Chris its yours!!!" She yelled
I dropped my blunt on the floor and charged for her.
She ran upstairs and I grabbed her dress and slid her back down. This isn't the first time I have beaten on Tasha, she should be used to it. Of course, that use to be Makayla ex best friend but still Tasha was a little thot. We did stuff here and there but I know for sure that's not my baby.- Da.flyestd0ll💖
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Abuse Is What He Does (Urban)
أدب المراهقينMakayla is a regular 18 year old. Goes to school, has the looks, and the body. Her well-known football player boyfriend abuses her but they are everyone's favorite couple. Will she stay or try to run?