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𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈 aggressively wiped her tears, staring out the window with a hard mug on her face as Von and Alyssa sat in the two front seats, him driving, and Ashanti sat in the back.
"I'ma beat that hoe ass, I promise." She grumbled, biting the inside of her cheek.
"Chill out, Ashanti." Alyssa turned to look in the back, and Ashanti chuckled.
"Amira, she got my son in the damn hospital, and you want me to chill out? Are you fucking dumb?" Ashanti retorted, and Alyssa scoffed.
"I never did shit to you, so don't be coming at me like that. Like I said, chill out, cause your son is in the hospital, that's all you need to be worried about. Relax before I show yo' ass." Alyssa gritted, and Ashanti looked down to avoid eye contact with her.
Ashanti kept quiet as Von drove at a quicker speed to the medical center, taking small glances at Ashanti every once in a while.
"Fuck is you staring at?" Ashanti spoke up, and Dayvon jerked his head back, parking the car, and reaching back to snatch her up.
"Yo' ungrateful ass better be happy we came for you. Don't talk to us like that." He held her face close to his, and she covered her face, feeling herself begin to cry again.
"I'm sorry." She sobbed, hot tears running down her puffy face, and she felt him pick her up, pulling her over the seat to sit in his lap.
"I-I didn't mean to be so mean to you guys. I j- I need my baby to be okay." She allowed Alyssa to wipe her face, kissing her cheek.
"I need to call Jayda. Please give me my phone." Ashanti mumbled, and Alyssa pulled it out of her own purse, giving it to her.
Ashanti clicked Jayda's contact, waiting for her to pick up, and she answered on the first ring.
"I'm on my way now. Are you okay boo? Please don't tell me you panicking." Jayda sounded like she was rushing, and Ashanti frowned.
"You knew?" Her eyebrows furrowed, locking eyes with Alyssa.
