"Girl yes, that nigga done knocked me up." I smirked. I called Shameka to let her know that I was pregnant.
"But you know, he with Joselyn now. That bitch be pushing all up on my man. She bound to get her ass whooped. He told her yet?." she asked.
"Ion even kno 'meka, but I see that bitch at Becky shop every other week. Trust we gone have our lil moment to talk about it." I sat back laughing at the thought. Trust the truth will come out when I see little Ms.Joselyn.
"Girlllllllll, so what Mal say bout it?" she asked.
"Talm bout how he want a DNA test, and I'm a hoe and all that."
"No shade. But is it really his baby?" I took the phone from my ear and looked at it before answering.
"Yess its his baby,damn is it 'call Teri a hoe day'?" I snapped. These bitches got me fucked up. Well it might be his baby.
"Shid, I'm just asking cause you was fucking D-Money. You know his ass looking for you too bitch."
"Fuck D-Money. He don't want nothing. What we had is over." I said. D-Money is my ex boyfriend. He ain't shit and never will be. That was my first love though. We had some good times. But then that nigga went to hitting on me and I was not going for that shit at all.
" You know you love that boy." she purred. There was a knock at my door.
"Girl let me call you back somebody banging on my gahhdamn door." I said hanging up the phone walking to my door.
"Who the fuck is it?"
"Girl open this damn door fo' I break this bitcn down." Ohhhh shit. Its D-Money.
"Open the door Teri!" He hollered from the other side. This man is about to kill me. Ain't no running now.
"Im coming damn, hold up." I said trying to think quick. It was nothing I could fucking do. Time to face the damn music.
I opened the handle lock , leaving the latch lock at the top attached.
"What do you want?" I snarled.
"Teri, I swear to god if you don't open this damn door." he said calmly. I unlatched the top lock and stepped aside to let him in.
"How you been Teri?" he asked sitting down on the loveseat. I stood and stared at the nigga. Why the fuck is he here?
"Whatchu want Darren?" I asked calling him by his government name.
"Word on the street you pregnant."
"I might be."
"Who the fuck you let knock you up? That's my seed you carrying Teri?" I don't know how I'm gone tell him that this baby might be Jamal's. They've had beef since middle school. This shit could get pretty ugly.
He now stood in front of me, grabbing me by my shirt. "Who's baby is it Teri?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know? How the fuck you don't know Teri? Who's could it be ? Answer that for me." He gripped my shirt even tighter. I was damn near suffocating.
"It could be yours........ or Jamal's." I mumbled out quickly.
He released my shirt making me stumble back. "Jamal? From Southside?"
"Yea"
"Bitch I should beat yo ass! Fucking with the enemy. You was always a dirty lil bitch. But I was the fool to fall in love with yo ass." he said towering above me looking into my eyes.
"You know imma be there if it's mine." he said as I remained quiet.
"We coulda been a big happy family Teri. You know that? Huh?"
"Get out my house D."
"So you gone just forgot about me? Yo first. Yo last. Yo only." He said running his hand down my face to my area.
"Been did that." He gripped my face and looked at me.
"Remember who got you out the streets babygirl."
"I got me out the streets nigga."
"Ohhhh, look at Ms.IDidItMyself. Nahhh Teri. Remember who saved yo ass that night." he said smirking. He promised to never bring that up again.
"Get the fuck out my house!!!!!!!" I hollered at him. He looked at me once more before walking to the door.
"I'll be seeing you soon baby. Call me if you need something." he said dropping some money on the in table and leaving.
I can't believe this nigga had the audacity to run up in my house on some bullshit. He got life fucked up foreal.
