All it took was one night at the club for her life to change tremendously.
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Kehlani
"Moveee bae my stomach hurts" I groaned pushing Kentrell away, he kept tryna cuddle with me after I repeatedly told him I didn't feel good
"I ca make it feel betta, lemme rub it" he tried to touch my stomach so I slapped his hand away
He grabbed my hands with his left hand and started to rub my stomach in a soothing manner with his right hand
"Mmm" I moaned in satisfaction, my stomach is starting to feel better already
"See dis why you should'a lemme do my thang from da start" he hyped himself up and I hummed in response not really caring what he had to say
I relaxed more into my pillow closing my eyes letting him do his thang enjoying the feeling "Mama?"
"Hm?" I peeked one of my eyes open to look at him seeing him staring at me
"You wan go somewhea ta day?" He asked and I made a face thinking about it
"Not really but if you wanna go somewhere we can" I told him and he smiled
"So if I wanted ta go on vacation you would say yea?" He asked and I scrunched my face up at him cause why wouldn't I say yes
"Why wouldn't I say yes to that?" I asked him and he shrugged
"Coz er'time I try ta do sum witchu you always shoot me down" he explained and I looked at him guilty knowing he was right
"I'm sorry" I genuinely apologized
"Youn even mean it so just keep it" he sadly said, damn now I feel bad
"But I am sorry though, I'm sorry for everything. I treat you like shit when you treat me like I'm a Queen, I know it's wrong. In the beginning I thought you were a fuck boy like some other niggas I used to fucked with who only wanted to fuck me" I told him truthfully
"But I'm not, I genuinely wanna be witchu butchu youn even wan dat. Ion even kno why I try" he said lookin down at my stomach with a saddened expression
"Kentrell look at me" I grabbed his chin turning his head towards me "I let that internet shit get in my head, I judged you without even knowing you and that's my bad. I never gave you a real chance to prove yourself and I'm sorry for that but you don't know what I've been through so you can't really be mad at me-
"I'm not mad at you but if you would just talk to me and lemme kno wassup den i'a kno why you act da way you do towards me" he explained and he had a point but I'm still not telling him shit
"I'll tell you when I'm ready, ok? But in the meantime you just gotta give me time. I want to be with you just like you want to be with me but we just met not too long ago. I don't wanna rush into something and it not work out" I explained and he gave me a look
"How you don't wan rush in ta sum wimme butchu havin my baby?" He asked lookin at me like I was dumb, see I would reply to that but I don't wanna have to hurt anyones feelings
"Imma keep my comments to myself" I mumbled pushing his hand off me and got up
"Whea you goin? We not done talkin" he grabbed my arm pulling me back in the bed
"Yes we are, I'm tryna be nice to you like you wanted me to so it's best I just walk away from this conversation" I told him tryna get up again which only caused him to tighten his grip on my arm
"Mane if I said we not done den we not done, Understand?" He gritted through his teeth low key scaring me
"Y-yes" I stuttered and flinched when put his hand up but it was only for him to grab the covers and put it back over us
"Na say whatchu was gon say befo I hit yo ass fa real" he threatened, this is one of the many reasons I won't rush into things with him
"I'm only pregnant because you trapped me thinking the shit was a flex or some shit when it's not. You think I wanna be your 11th baby momma?" I asked him, I'm not even about to be nice anymore
"Ion give a fuck whatchu wan and if you try ta kill my seed imma kill you so keep dat in mind if you was thinking of tryna do some slick shit" he threatened me again
"Nigga I don't have to do shit you say if I don't wan-
"Shut da fuck up" he demanded wrapping his hand around my neck choking me "you do what da fuck I tell you ta do" he demanded
"In your fucking dreams" I mumbled rolling my eyes, he got his knees beside me keeping his hand where it was
"Stop fuckin playin wimme, i'a deadass kill you" he threatened while tightening his grip on my neck like I'm supposed to be scared, I'm not and never will be
"Ah I'm shaking in my boots, I'm not scared of you boy now get off me" I told him and roughly pushed him back causing him to fall backwards on the bed, he brought me with him too because of how tight his grip was
"Looka yo dumb ass, you thought you was doin sum wasn't you?" He asked not even fazed by what I just did, I sucked my teeth rolling my eyes as I yanked my arm outta his grip
"You got five seconds to lemme go or we gon be fighting in this bitch" I growled at him once he grabbed me by my neck aggressively pullin me back to him
"You not gon do shit lil guh" he tested me, I raised my hand up to slap him so he grabbed it with his free hand
"Don't lose yo life ova some dumb shit like dis" he advised me so I flicked him off
"Shut up Nigga and lemme go" I demanded and he looked at me like I was crazy
"You one crazy guh ta talk ta me like dat" he sat up layin on top of me
"Nah Ian crazy just savage" I rolled my eyes at him "get off me boy" I pushed him but he ain't budge
"Don't let dat savage shit getcho ass fucked up" he mumbled getting up "get dressed we goin on vacation" he said as he walked into his closet
Don't gotta tell me twice
___________________________________ I know it's been a minute but I been working on my other book. Y'all should go check that out, it's completed already
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