Chapter 20

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[Sienna]

My little visit with my grandparents was amazing.

My grandmother Esmeralda is ecstatic about me being pregnant.

Being back home bought so many memories back. One day ill be able to take my baby to see the city I adore so much.

Me and Kevin sat on the couch watching Re-runs of Saturday night live.

My phone vibrated letting me know I had a notification.

A text message from my ex.

I sorta spent a couple of days with him when I was in Chicago now he's blowing up my phone.

"Who is that? " kevin asked.

"Oh.. um. Nobody. " I lied.

I reread the message again.

I enjoyed allll of you when you were here. I'm missing you girl.

I sigh heavily.

Flashback:

"Don't you got a nigga back home? " Terrance asked me as he kissed my neck.

"F-fuck him. " I was lost in his lustful trance.

Terrance laid me back gently and the rest of the night I was his...

There wasn't a Kevin.

There wasn't baby mama drama.

There was just powerful, sweaty, meaningless sex.

And I loved it.

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"Who is that? Really. " Kevin's voice got stronger snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Don't worry about it " I attempted to delete the message.

Kevin grabbed my phone and pushed me back.

Im screwed.

He reads the message.

His face slowly fills with pure anger.

"W-what the fuck does this mean?! "

"Baby I don't know. I don't know what that ment! Baby calm down. "

He ripped from my grasp and jumped up.
"Don't fucking lie. You got the perfect chance to tell me the truth right now. I swear if you don't.." he rubbed his hand across his face.

"Babe.. just.. " I started to cry. Hard.

He grabbed my shoulders and stood me up.

"Fucking talk bitch! My patience is runnin thin " he shook me up.

"Kevin calm down please! Stop being so god damn rough with me! I'm pregnant idiot!"

He grabbed my face roughly. I winced in pain.

"No bitch. Your the idiot if you don't tell me what the fuck is going on. NOW! Psh.. talm bout you pregnant. Duh. The little fucker probably not even mines. Tell me whats going on. " His jaw tightened.

"I'm so fucking sorry kevin.. I-i-.. I cheated. I cheated on you with my ex when I was in Chicago. I'm sorry baby. It ment nothing. I swear to you. "

Scared of what would happen next I stepped back.

"You cheated? "

Tears rolled down my face faster as I shook my head yes.

Kevin walked away from me with his head hung low.

I stood there defeated.

Why would I do that? Fuck.

[Kevin]

I wanted to beat her ass. Literally fuck her up until I saw she was losing her life.
But I didn't. I'm making progress.

I might sound like a hypocrite but she wrong as hell g.

You pregnant with my God damn seed and you go off and fuck another nigga? Makes me question a lot of shit about her. Maybe that's why her last nigga used to beat her ass..

Never thought of that one. Fuck man.

"Grimy bitch! " I yelled out in anger.

"There is NO need to make me feel even worse than I already feel. Please Dont call me a bitch! " Sienna yelled stepping closer.

I must admit.. she real bold.

"Get the fuck away from me. " I shout.

"Now I may have been wrong.. but we can get through this baby.. I promise we will. "

I looked At her tear stained face.

I jumped up and approached her.

Grabbing a handful of her hair I pulled her closer to me.

"Kevin.. don't. "

I wrapped my free hand around her neck.
"Since you wanna act like a hoe, ima treat you like a real hoe "

I pulled her to the bed and ripped off her clothes. She scratched at me.

I backhand her hard and grab her back up.

I whip it out and shove it in her mouth roughly.

Tears flew from her eyes rapidly.

I pull her up and turn her around. She forcefully pushed me backwards.

I smack her again.

"Stop tryna fight it hoe. Take this dick like hoes do. Since you wanna go out and how around. Don't like it now do you? Damn sure liked it when you was fucking that other nigga "

I turn her around again and thrusted inside of her.

I fucked her as hard as I could until she fell to her knees.

"Get back up bitch. I ain't fucking done with you. " I grab her hair and pull her back up.

And this went on for another hour until I got bored with her.

Maybe I was wrong. But oh well.

Do me dirty ima do you dirtier.

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