Chapter 23- Shit

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~Mercedes~

It's been a month since Pac and I fucked and Pac has still been trying to get me to be with him. Eric has been gone for about a week now and I was suppose to be expecting my period. But I was a week late. The thought of being pregnant by Pac made my stomach turn. Eric was the love of my life I gave him kids because I love him and Pac was just a fling that could never happen again. I remember that last time I took a pregnancy test. I was sitting in this same bathroom biting my nails and twirling my hair around my finger as the cooking timer ticked. I had feelings Mixed with excitement and nervousness. Eric was home with me when I screamed and jumped at the positive test.But this time it was complete fear and anxitey.  As I tapped the side of the tub with my freshly paint nails the timer went off. I slowly got up and closed my eyes as I picked the test up. When I opened them the test read positive.

"Oh shit" I said

I kept blinking hoping that the test would change but the two blue lines sat there bright as day. I was pregnant. But who is the father? I been with Pac and Eric during this cycle. All I could do was cry. I visioned Eric leaving me and the media blowing me and Pac's relationship up. Tears streamed down my face as I thought of the future. How could I be so stupied? Now I'm going to be one of those dumb bitches on the muruy show trying to find my baby daddy. I'm to classy for this shit. I can't have another baby not like this.

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