Bad Chick 2

Chapter 8

Ava Pov:

When Roc grabbed me I was mad as hell. I wasn't finish beating her ass. Chrissy punk ass was still laying on the floor.

"Why the fuck that you pulled off her," I said.

"I wasn't going let you hurt her anymore," he said.

"Nigga you act like I killed the girl," I said.

"You was hitting her like crazy. You can't be doing that to my girl," he said.

"Well your girl need to learn how to respect people, before she talk first. She need to be more than hurt after talking to me like that. She disrespected our son," I said.

"But I kind of agree with her. How to I know that Anthony is really mine. We didn't have a DNA test. You could have sleep with some one when you left. For all I know he may not be mine.," he said.

No this nigga didn't.

"He looks just like you," I said.

"Looks don't tell everything," he said.

He really going to sit here and deny Anthony like. Everybody and this room know thats his son.

"You know wait you can listen to that jackass if you want to. Call me when you get to head from out her stanky ass," I said.

"I going to get a DNA test tomorrow. I will text you the time," he said.

"Mane whatever. Until the results come back that he's your son, which I know he us. You can't see him no more," I said.

Roc Pov:

Ava is really doing to much, saying that I can't see Anthony no more until the results.

"WHAT YOU CAN'T DO THAT," I said.

"NOGGA YOU JUST STRAIGHT UP DENIED HIM, BUT YOU WANT TO SEE HIM. HE IS YOUR SON OR NOT. WHAT IS IT," she said.

I had to think. Was Anthony really mine. I mean he look just like me. And all of the dates match up.

"Well what he hell is your answer. I don't have time to be standing here all day," she said.

"He's mine," I said.

"That's what I thought," she said.

"WHAT THE HELL ROC," Chrissy.

"Bitch shut the fuck up and go fix to face. Before I put other mark on yo face," Ava said.

Chrissy didn't say anything else.

"I will see you when you without that hoe over there," she said.

I watched Ava as she went into the other room and got Anthony and grabbed her stuff.

Just when she about to walk out I called her.

"Let me say good bye to my son," I said.

She stopped moving the stroller, I walked over to the both of them.

I looked in the stroller and he was knock out.

"Bye little man," I said kissing his forehead.

"I be over later to stay the night with him," I said whispered in Ava ear.

She nodded her head.

I didn't want Chrissy to hear me.

She was looking away anyway. She was to busying looking in the mirror looking at the damage.

I looked at Ava who smiled at Chrissy and walked out. Chrissy rolled her eyes.

Chrissy Pov:

I don't know who this Ava bitch was. She coming in her putting het hands in me. I don't know who she think she was. She coming in here pinning a baby on Roc. And he just going to sit there and sat that his son.

I mean they do look a lot alike. But looks don't mean anything.

I decided to go home and clean my face up.

Mia Pov:

Ava whooped Chrissy ass. I was so happy. That bitch look fuck up. I ran outside to catch Ava.

"AVA," I yelled.

She was putting Anthony in the car.

"Yeah," she said turning around.

"How bout we go to the mall and catch up," I said.

"Sure," she said.

"Ok. Meet me at the mall at 5," I said.

"Ok," she said.

I watch as she got in the car and pulled off. She waved at me. I waved back. I couldn't believe I got my best friend back. It feel so good to have her back. It felt like old times.

Roc Pov:

When all the girls left, it was just us boys talking.

"Chrissy got her ass whoop," Ray said.

"Mane shit up," I said.

"You know you wrong when you was denying Anthony. That boy is yo twin mane. You really going to believe Chrissy bitch ass," Prod said.

"Mane she aint not bitch. But she did had a point," I said.

"Nigga everybody in this room that he was yo son. He look nothing like Ava. He look just like you," Prince said.

"I know mane," I said.

"What you was saying all up in Ava ear," Ray said.

"Nothing," I said.

"Nigga you said something," he said.

"I said that I was going to be over later," I said.

"Doing what," he said.

"Dang nigga. I was going to help her get up at night because he wakes up every two hours. So if Chrissy ask where I'm at, just tell her I'm helping you with something," I said.

"Ok, I got you," he said.

"Look at you growing up already," Prod said.

"I got to do what I got to do," I said.

I'm not leaving my son side. I don't care what Chrissy says. I know I my heart that, Anthony is my son.