Ivonae.
Shooter was gonna have to work to get me back. He had did the one thing he promised he'll never to to me. I don't know where I'm gonna go and what I'm gonna do to survive. but me and my unborn are going to be fine. I pulled my phone out a began to Google places for food and shelter. All of them had a weekly fee of 100 dollars or more. I decided to call Zay. Just for a blanket and some of my clothes.
"mamii" he answered.
"what Zay?
"let me come get you and take you where you need to go." he said "and I got you some food. "
"zay if you want me to come with you, you gotta take me to see yo bitch." I snapped.
"ivy no! your pregnant and she's not my bitch" he shot back.
"bye shoo..."
"okay okay" he gave in. I told him where I was and he was there in ten minutes with my plate of food. I climed in the car.
"who is she.?" I asked.
"just some chick I fucked when you were on your senior trip. "
"nigga I was pregnant! " I spazzed and punched him in his chest.
"baby stop!" he yelled almost driving off the road.
"what the he'll ever. what's her name.?" I asked cutting the music off.
"huh"
"huh" I mimicked."what the fuck is her name. he looked at me and sighed.
"Dasyna "
"dasyna " I snapped. "that bitch knew you! That's why she stole my chain cause she knew I was fucking with you. that bitch bullied me all year. pull over"
"no!"
"zay let me out this car"
"no" he yelled. "I'm gonna take you to see the bitch, you gone handle it without hurting my baby. Then imma take yo spoiled ass home and make this right cause I will not be able to take it if I loose you and my little shooter. " he said shutting me up. "I said I'm sorry baby. I don't love that bitch, I don't like the bitch. I never want to see her again. and I'll show you once we go. " he said pulling into a run down apartment complex. He hopped out the car and opened my door. He attempted to grab my hand and I snatched away.
I followed him up to a big red door and I pushed him away. I took my jacket of revealing my swelling belly under a tight black T-shirt. I rung the bell and the anger began to build. Dasyna opened the door and laughed in my face. I turned beet red and slapped the shit out of her causing her to stumble back and fall.
"if you ever call my phone and disrespect me again bitch, I will personally fuck you up. understand? " I said standing over her. She looked at my belly and looked at shooter. Ever since me and zay made it official he's been teaching me a lot of self defense. I even learned how to work my gun wich I always kept wedged between my belly and my pants.
She swung for my belly and I kicked her in her chest.
"bitch have you lost your mind" shooter snapped cocking his gun.
"shoot her " I said walking towards the door.
"no! Zayvion I'm pregnant. the test is on the counter. I seen it through her kitchen door way. I whooped her ass before Zay started to feel guilty. She hunched over holding her belly and I saw the blood that started to form through her pants.
"she ain't pregnant no more. kill her and trash the test" I said walking out the door.
