I stare at my phone, waiting to dial the number of my soon- to-be Ex Boyfriend Eric. I hear the dial tone.....
"Hello, Eric"?
"Hey baby what's goin on" . He so damn slick.
"What's goin on NIGGHA MY SISTER FUCKIN PREGNANT BY YOU AND U GONE ASK ME WHAT'S GOIN ON".
"Oh".....
This ignorant bastard did not just "oh" me, is he fucking serious.
"What are you gone do"?
"About what"?
"Your Children"
"Children"?
"YES CHILDREN YOU BASTARD DID YOU FORGET I GIVE BIRTH IN TWO FUCKING MONTHS, I LOST EVERYTHING I HAD, I GAVE UP EVERYTHING I HAD LEFT AND YOU DO THIS TO ME".
I tried to hide the hurt in my voice but my voice cracked and I lost my mind, I gave cry me a river a new meaning. Hearing how much he hurt me,& remembering our baby girl who we had chosen to name Abella, he spoke repeated apologies, but it was to late I was as good as gone his child was being taken, and he had been removed from this chapter of what used to be our life.
