C.13 (part one)

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||Chelsey||

"Hey, Anthony!" I smiled at him. He looked around and then glanced at me before looking down. "What's up?" He asked

I pointed to my stomach. He looked and nodded. "Whea's ya parents?" He asked

"They went to get food from the vending machines... How've you been?" I put my hands on his. He moved his away from mine.

"What's the gender?" He asked looking around.

"It's a boy. I'm naming him Anthony August Alsina Junior.. After you." I smiled. He shook his head.

"Chelsey here." I turned around and my mom handed me a bag of pretzels and a water. Here you go An-" My dad took it it of her hand and opened it and took a drink out of the water and took half of the bag of chips. He then slid it across the table causing the water to spill onto the table and onto Anthony. He stood up and slammed his hands down on the table before walking away. He asked a guard something and he left. "Dad! Why would you do that!?" I got angry.


"If she was gonna spend my money on that nigger. Bets believe I was going to get some of it. He don't need all of it. Feed him like the little dog he is."

"I hate you."

"I'm sure." He said and crossed his arms.

We waited another ten minutes before Anthony came out again dressed in a different jumpsuit. He told me to come over to him. My dad didn't try to let me go at first but he gave in. "Yeah?" I asked him.

"Tell ya mama she can come over here too." He sat down

I motioned for her to come. My dad tried to come also but guards held him back.

"Yes?" My mother sat down. "Oh my god. What happened to your face?" My mom asked looking at  "You're still with that man after I done told y'all what he did?"

"He won't let me leave."

"He won't let you?" He started chuckling. "You can leave. You're a grown woman. There's police's for a reason. He's not your boss."

"I know but i-"

"I can't make you.. I'm just trying to help. He got me in here for almost my whole damn life because him and he done sat his probably fifty year old ass up ams had sex with a damn girl your daughters age and made her abort the child. She was black and he's racist. Terrible." He shook his head. My mom held her head and started crying. "Mom.. It's okay." I patted her leg.

"Excuse me but he has other visitors and his visitation time is almost over, I'm going to need y'all to make room or leave."

"Well. When do you want us to see you again?"

"It don't matta', honestly."

"Well. Little Ant junior will be here next month." I smiled. He didn't even look at me. He looked hurt for some reason. My mom grabbed my hand and pulled me away once she seen me crying.

||Nobody||

"Ant. Wazzam?" Anthony looked up and seen August, Briana and Mama Sheila.  He nodded.

"You look different na'.. You been lifting weights or something?"

"Luh bit." He looked down at the girl. His eyes traveled down to her stomach. She might just be bloated or something.

"She's pregnant. You gon' have anotha' sista." August said

"Psh. Shit. How far along?" He asked

"Four months two weeks." She smiled at him. He rolled my eyes. "So this is the bitch you left mama for and been focused on more than me?"

"FIRST of all don't call ha' a bitch! Second me and Briana dated when we was yungins before me and ya mama even met. I got with ya mama afta' we broke up. Third I didn't leave ya mama."

"You a gotdamn lie, nigga and I didn't ask about y'alls history." Anthony banged his fist on the table. "You thought Ky'Lin wasn't yours so you sent them damn divorce papers and now you trying ta be back all up in it but she ain't goin'. Grandma you a bandwagon and not real at all. You go to any female he gets with. But you hate my mama for nothing? What happened to Danielle? You know about that Bri-whateva' tha fuck yo name is.. He had my mama push out seven of his kids, some otha hoe push out anotha' and na' you gonna push out one. You'll neva be like my mama. If she was ta take him back right na' do you not think or a second he'd leave you for ha'? Pregnant or not. His old hoe Camille... He was cheating on her with my mama when she was supposedly pregnant. He don't love yo a-" slap!

"August get your son! Get your son.. I'm not playin!" Briana walked away from the table after she slapped Anthony.

"I shou-"

"Should WHAT? Beat My Ass? I'm A Grown Ass Man Now. I'm Not That Same Little Boy You Used To Beat The Hell Out Of Fa' No Reason! You Wanna Fight Me, Fight Me. I'm Right Here. Why You Hea' Anyways? You Don't Give A Damn About Me, Haven't Called Or Checked Up On Me Since I Been Here And You Suddenly Wanna Pop Up? All You Wanted To Do Is Brag About That New Baby. I Don't Mean Shit To You And I Never Have, What Hurts Me Tha' Most Is When I Was Yunga' I Used To Tell Mama How Much I Hated Her And Wanted To Be With You When She Was The One Always There For Me And Showed Me Unconditional Love. I'm Not Tha' One That Should Be Here Dawg!" Anthony stood up, yelling, guards came and grabbed him but they couldn't even restrain him at first. "You Should Be In Hea' By Yoself So You Can Know How It Feels To Be Alone! You Needa Know How We Feel And Felt. You Should Be In Here For All Them Times You Beat Tha' Shit Outta My Mama. All Them Times You Did Coke. You Should Be In Hea' For Neglectin' Ya Kids! You Hurt All Tha People Who Really Loved You And Na' You Lost Them All!" Anthony cried as he got taken out of the visitation area.

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