Love Don't Change [Book 4] (Not Edited)

C.17 (part one)

A few days later...

||Kayla Phillips||

"Mom. It's Chelsey's mom.. She's having the baby." Ayla ran into my room.

"This early?" I asked. "Go get y'all shoes on." I told them an just threw my hair in a pony tail. I slipped on my shoes and headed out the door, the kids followed. I've talked to Chelsey a few times recently, I took her out to lunch and everything.. She's actually a really nice girl. She told me how she didn't mean for any of this to happen and her father forced her to press charges. She told me all about how she fell in love with my son and everything else.

When we got into the hospital I had the kids stay in the waiting room and I went into the room with Chelsey and her parents. She was having a hard time pushing and she stopped. She looked over at me crying. She reach her hands out towards me and that drew her parents attention to me. I walked over to her and grabbed her hand. She gripped it so tight, it almost went numb. She pushed pushed twice and I heard the baby cry. I started crying. My first grand baby .. My First Grandbaby! God, I'm so old. I thought. "Healthy baby boy. The doctor tried to hand her the baby. She shook her head 'no' indicating she didn't want to hold him. She was crying hard.

All of a sudden he stopped crying. "Hold on, he's not breathing.. Get him to the machines and hook him up, Now!" The doctor started to panic.

"What's wrong with my baby?" Chelsey cried.

"Ma'am.. He stopped breathing. We're going to have to take him and and do some work on him to get him to breath again, and see what was the cause of this."

Chelsey cried, cried, and cried. I grabbed my phone from my pocket to call August to tell him but I was so nervous that my hands were shaking so bad I couldn't press the right buttons. "Shit." I cursed myself. I walked into the hall and finally got a hold of myself and clicked his name.

"What?!" He answered with MUCH attitude. I heard loud music playing in the background.

"Your grandson's here... B-but.. He m-"

"He what? I can't hear you."

"He stopped breathing and they're working on him right now."

"You goo-"

Chelsey's parents were being put out of the room. I hung up the phone.

"What's going on?" I asked her mother who was crying.

"She passed out. They said she's losing too much blood." She cried.

"We're going to need one of the two of her parents donate some of their blood. She's not going to make it if she didn't get it."

"I'll do-"

"No.. No. I'll do it."

"No you're n-"

"Yes I Am Dammit! I'm Her Mother!" She yelled at him.

"And I'm Her Father!" He yelled back. She shook her head. "No you're not." She cried. "I'll explain later, but right now I have to save my daughter.. And you don't even have the same blood type as her." She walked away and followed the nurse.

Daaamn. I thought. He stared at the wall before punching a big hole in it. "What are you looking at?" He growled at me while mugging, and walking past me.

"A big ass racist coward."

"W-" before he could say anything he was slammed against the wall and handcuffed. "Mr. Ray, you're under arrest for rape, domestic violence, and assault. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will he used against you in the court of law." They took him away. I dialed Treys number and he didn't pick up. I walked back up front with the kids and tried again.

"Is he here?" Ky'La asked

"Mama, is you pregnant?" I looked at Antonio and he was looking at my stomach. "Fuck!" I mumbled when I looked down and seen my stomach poking out of tank top. I covers it up with my jacket and walked over to them. I hung up the phone once Trey didn't answer again.

"Okay. Look, your father, Trey, and his mother alread-"

"You're Pregnant By Trey?!" Ayla started.

"Yeah, I am. I'm four almost five months."

She shook her head. "At least I like my brother or sister will be cute." Antoine said.

"Yeah, and I like Trey." Antonio said.

"Well I'm glad that went well." I said lowly. "I'll be right back." I got up to check on Chelsey and the baby. When I got back to the room Chelsey's mom was on the side of the bed holding her hand. Chelsey was asleep. "Wh- hold on a sec." I whispered and pulled my phone out. "He might treat you good while he's around you. But he don't treat you like shit when you ain't around him.. No respect.. Udig?" I read the message from my lock screen from August. I see that it had a video attached to it. I opened it and it was a video of Trey and some girl kissing, damnnear sucking each others mouth off and then she was twerking on him and he had her bent over grabbing her hair, slapping her ass. They was in a club. I closed my eyes and tapped on the wall to keep myself from throwing my phone across the room.

Is he fucking serious? This why he hasn't answered me. Yeah, okay.

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