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AUGUST 2 A MONTH LATER ZANE ELLISON
IN DETROIT, MICHIGAN, Zane left from a meeting with his new agent, James, and a team meeting with people from the Detroit Pistons. This move was affecting him badly. Maybe this was a good change.
He couldn't lie and say Hailee wasn't much better than James too. Hailee was on her shit and pretty nice up until those last few months unlike James who seemed to only be with Zane for the money. Just another client added onto the list.
Zane wasn't gonna take it to heart, he knew that agreeing to work with him meant taking upon a huge baggage.
Hopping into his car, zane started the drive up to his new house. It sat on the outskirts of detroit since he knew crime was pretty high. He didn't wanna risk the chances of getting robbed by moving into a neighborhood of houses that looked to have money. Plus, quiet was better.
It had six bedrooms and five and a half bathroom. Him, Zaylee, and Ashley all had their own bedrooms. He and Ashley had separate bedrooms because of their current situation. Zane sometimes couldn't even stand to look at her while all she wanted to do was argue, and afterwards, cry. It was an ongoing cycle and quite frankly, Zane was tired of arguing.
He wanted to be better for zaylee but he just couldn't . Anyways , pulling up into the stoned driveway shortly after he felt a sense of relief. It was only five in the evening and ashley appeared to be home by her car that was in the driveway.
He would try to enter as quietly as possible, go shower before going to bed. Today had already been long as is and arguing with ashley wasn't on the given agenda.
Easing his way in after unlocking the door the house appeared to be quiet and as he walked into the living room, he could see zaylee asleep in her playpen. That made him look around wondering where Ashley was.
As he let out a long sigh he began to walk up the stairs. His bedroom light was on and so was the bathroom, so he wasn't surprised to see Ashley in the bathroom. But what he was surprised to see was her on the floor, blood on her hands, pants, and the toilet seat while she sobbed.
"The fuck happened here?" He entered, his voice laced with confusion. He looked around, a slightly concerned expression on his face.
"What you wanted to happen." She answered as hot tears continued to roll down her face. She then let out another sob, "I miscarried zane and i'm guessing you don't give a fuck." she told him.
His face then screwed up, thinking she was joking until he slowly walked over to the toilets. His answer waiting in the bowl for him. A soft gasp erupted from him before he turned from the sight. Zane didn't want the baby but miscarrying on the toilet?
"Of course I give a fuck. It was still my child." He told her looking at her as if she was crazy.
She began shaking her head as her lips trembled. She was distraught and heartbroken. Never in a million years would she think she'd think this would happen to her. She was doing okay .
