It's OVER!

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Aeja's P.O.V.

When I got home,I grabbed my bag and walked into the house. I sat the bag on the kitchen counter and went to the refrigerator. I was so hungry so I got a cup and filled it with ice and got out my Brisk and poured it in the cup. I grabbed my Hot Cheetos and my jalapeno cheese out the cabinet. I walked into the living room and watched television and ate my stuff. I had the urge to pee so I went into the hallway bathroom and did my business. As I was washing my hands, the mirror on the wall was vibrating. I scrunched my face up in confusion. "The hell?" I said to myself. I turned off the light and closed the door. I walked in Prod and I's bedroom and seen my identical older twin sister (only by 10 seconds) Keja sucking Prodigy up! "The fuck it going on here?!" I screamed. Prod pushed Keja off and jumped up and his dick was boned to the max! Keja got up and froze. She looked at Prod. Prod looked at me. I didn't know if I should A.) Beat the shit out of Keja, or B.) Strangle Prod. So, I just walked up to Keja and looked at her. "Why?" I looked her dead-ass in the eyes. She started to tear up. She shouldn't be the one who should be crying; I am! Well, Keja was always a drama-queen and major big ole' crybaby. She hesitated to answer, "I-I'm soo sorry Aeja!" She shouted and started to cry. I looked over at Prod. "Now Baby, I can explai---" He said before I cut him off with a backhand across the face. He had held his face, his eyes had so much shock and anger. "Explain then! Because this right here! Is explainable." I said motioning my hands around. I looked back at Keja. "Get out." I said calmly. She grabbed her things and ran out. I finally knew she was gone when the front door slammed shut. I dropped to my knees and cried with my hands on my face. "How could you? I thought you Love me?" I said looking up at Prodigy, "I do!" He yelled. I got up. "Stop yelling at me! Oh and I bumped into your "old friend" at Rite-Aid and she said hey." I said walking into the closet and grabbing a huge suitcase and got Prod's shit and put everything he owned and put it in a suitcase, garbage bags and backpacks. "Who?" He said confused, "Breannea I believe." I said. "Oh, so you're just gone leave like that?" He asked while walking up to me, I scoffed, was he serious right now? I shook my head and put everything on the floor. "Oh, no no... I'm not. But You are." I said and walked past him and stopped and turned around. "When I come back in this room. You and yo' shit 'beta gone." I said and walked out.

I went grabbed the back from Rite-Aid and went into the Basement bathroom and locked the door. I urinated on the stick and it took 10-20 minutes. I got bored so I grabbed my iPhone5s and played Angry Birds(I Love that game). I looked down at the stick that was rested on my lap with a piece of tissue on it. I looked down and it was  Pink '+' on this stick. I cuffed my hands around my mouth and cried silently. Why does good things have to happen when something goes wrong? I thought to myself. I smiled and washed my hands and threw away the test and went back upstairs and seen Prodigy and his stuff gone. I sat down on the floor and huffed. I got up and grabbed the covers, sheets, pillowcases and plastic off and washed them and threw the plastic away. I grabbed my phone and laid down on the couch, I was watching t.v. and I noticed a piece of notebook paper and it was written on, 

Aeja, this was a mistake! I never meant to sleep with Keja. She was just there and you've been just pushing my out the picture and been distant for the past weeks. How do you think that makes me feel huh? Not good. I do Love you and I know you love me. Remember how we met? I can't forget about it. Every time I see you in the morning... I feel my heart skip two beets and I'll be damned to hell if I let another man come in your life and steal your heart. I wanted you to be the mother of my first child. My first wife. But we just don't get what we want now do we? Anyways, just know that 'Your my # girl.'

Love Prodigy

I shook my head, he don't know how much of an complete asshole he is. Boy, I tell you...

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