Chapter 3

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Bre pov:


Me: Bahja what do you mean?!
Bahja:*looks at the wall*
Me: Bahja!
Bahja:*looks at me*
Me: say something...
Bahja:*lowers her head*
Me:*tears up* Bahja..Zonnique!!!
Zonnique:*walks in with Ciara* yes?
Me: she's not talking
Zonnique: Bahja stop playing
Me: she's not
Zonnique: what..? Bahja!
Bahja:*looks at Zonnique crying*
Zonnique:*gives cici to me* bee...
Me: ion want this baby
Zonnique: shut the hell up! My baby sister isn't talking!
Me:*rolls eyes* whatever.
Bahja:*types something on the phone and shows zonnique*
Zonnique:*reads it* damn Bahja! Your a hoe! Tf?! That's our sister!! Ugh Idc if you can't talk you disgust me
Bahja:*looks at her wrist*
Me: what?

Zonnique showed me something in notes on Bahjas phone.


Note:


The baby is Issas.


Me:*slaps her* I hate you!
Bahja:*gets up grabs Ciara and a knife nd walks out*
Zonnique: damn she's just ugh! Bre I'm sorry
Me: she grabbed a knife?
Zonnique: yea
Me: omfg Zonnique she's gonna kill herself!
Zonnique: nah shell just cut
Me:*sighs* I...I don't care anymore. She can do what she wants




Next morning


Bahja pov~~


I walked up to Jacobs doorway. I knocked I had sent Jacob a text earlier saying I had strep throat and couldn't talk so I was leaving Ciara with him. He opened the door shirtless and sweaty. I gave him Ciara and a kiss then walked off with the knife in my pocket. I waved and blew them a kiss and ran to the lake.


I pulled the knife to my wrist,
Slid It across,
Watch the blood stream,
Became apart of the stream.

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