Bahja Roulette (Bahja and Jacob story)

Chapter 28 ♥ Confusion

"A$ap, how did you- weren't you in jail?!" Bahja yelled. He stood up and helped her up also.

"I was. But Star admitted to buying the meth, and boy was I angry. How could she do that to me?"

Bahja raised her shoulders and tucked in both of her lips.

As they let the night wind blow between them, the two both were in an awkward situation. They hadn't seen each other in a month, which felt an equivalent to 8 months considering how close they'd gotten. Bahja knew it was the perfect time to tell him about the baby.

"A$ap..." She sighed as she looked down.

"I have something to tell you."

He smiled and played with some of her pink hair that blew in the air. "What is it?" He asked, softly.

"Come here. I think it better if I just showed you."

She took his hand and walked him over to the front seat of the car. When she opened the door, she turned around and glanced at him, nervously.

"What's wrong? You okay?" He laughed.

"Yes, I'm just so scared to tell you. It was a complete shock to me and I can't imagine how you'll feel about it!"

"Alright, let me see it. You have me feeling all anxious now."

Bahja smirked and slowly turned back around where she would grab Camille; but when she reached to get her, she wasn't there.

"Wait-" she gasped. "A$ap, where the FUCK is my baby?!"

"Your BABY" he yelled.

"Yes! My damn baby! Where the hell is she?!" Bahja pushed him back by his shoulders.

"You had a baby?! You adopted one or something?!"

By the way his tone sounded, she could tell he wasn't lying about knowing where Camille was. She immediately started panicking and holding her chest. "I had a baby, but I don't know how the hell I did! But she was here now she's gone! Call 911, A$ap! NOW!"

"O-okay, calm down! Lets not panic too much. You remember that you killed someone-"

"I! Don't! Care! This is my baby!"

Bahja hopped into the car and literally tackled the seats to see if she'd fallen behind them. There was no sign of Camille.

An hour later, a tired Bahja returned home with A$ap. Once she opened the door, Princeton and Stephanie literally lunged at her. "There she is, Prince!" Stephanie screamed as she crossed her arms.

"Where the hell were you and WHERE is Roc?" Princeton shouted.

A$ap stepped in front of her and held his hand out to Princeton's chest. "Hold on, hold on now. We don't know where Roc or whatever is. Bahja has been through a hard time tonight and she needs a break. So if you'll excuse me, Imma help her onto the couch."

"No, no, partner. Imma need for you to back up." Princeton said as he stepped closer to him. "Weren't you in jail? What are you doing here? Bahja said your behind was bad news."

"Bad news, eh? I see you recovered from the gun shot. How did your mother feel about THAT bad news?" A$ap laughed as he glanced back at Bahja with his hand covering his mouth.

Princeton squinted his eyes and tightened his jaw, jumping at him.

Stephanie bawled her eyebrows and shoved Princeton out of the way. "Listen, here! Mr. A$AP, you are NOT going to talk to my husband like that-"

"Who is you?" A$ap interrupted as he lifted up an eyebrow.

"Like your dumb ass need to know-"

"Well obviously you know ME. And I don't quite like that."