Fraudulence.

28.

As you can probably tell, updating on Wednesdays AND Fridays is not going to work for me at the moment.

My schedule is too hectic right now, so for the next two weeks I'll just be updating on Fetty Fridays.

Happy Fetty Friday 💖!

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Camila...

"I really don't want to be here." I whined as I walked into the house with Zoovier.

We were back home and I was feeling very uneasy about the things Brianna told me the other day.

"I doubt they know that you stayin' wit' me." Zoo began to carry his bags upstairs with me following behind him.

"Okay, but what if they do know? Then what?" I raised my eyebrow at him when we reached our bedroom.

He heavily sighed and sat his bags down. "Then we'a deal wit' it. I'on know how ta' handle this, Mila."

"I'm sorry for worrying so much, but my life has been threatened. That and...." I trailed off.

Zoovier continued to put away his things.

But, I could still tell that he was waiting for me to finish what I was going to say.

"I...." I stopped, heavily sighed, and sat down on the edge of our bed. "I don't think this is the right time to say something." I mumbled.

I played with my fingers, examining my acrylic coffin-shaped fingernails. It's time for a color change.

"Quit fuckin' around and jus' tell me what you need ta' tell me." He grew frustrated. "I can't stand when you do 'dis type'a stuff."

He reached for his bottle of Gatorade.

"Okay." I simply replied with a head nod. "I found out I'm three weeks pregnant. It was the day before we left for the trip when I told you I was going for my check up."

"Wh-what?" He began to choke on his drink.

He got himself under control and let a smile tug at his lips. "You said you pregnant?"

"Yeah, I found out at the doctor's–"

I was picked up off of the edge of the bed by my tall ass boyfriend and spun around for a while.

"Keep spinning and I might throw up on you." I warned as I began to feel a bit nauseous from the spinning.

"My bad, bae." He quickly said as he placed me down on my feet. "

Zoovier stared at me for a long time. It seemed as if he was examining me for any differences.

Shit." He lowly cursed as he placed a hand on my stomach. "This us?"

"Yea', Zoo. But the baby isn't even that big right now. I'm only about three weeks and four days along." I briefly explained to him.

"I kno', but now I know it's a baby in thea'." He slightly laughed.

"Okay, baby." I threw my hands up in surrender. "When are you going to pick up Zoelle from your mom's?"

I had been missing our daughter since we left.

"Damn, I should've went on our way back home. I'm muh'fuckin' tired." He fell back into the bed.

He then kicked his shoes off to get comfortable.

"So are you going to wait until tomorrow?"

"I guess. It's seven at night and I'm tired." He yawned.

I climbed into bed with him, cuddling up next to him. Then I placed my head on his chest.

"Zoo, I lov–" I was cut off by a shattering noise downstairs.

I looked down at him and then back up at our bedroom door that happened to be wide open.

"What do you think that wa–" My question was interrupted by yet another window being shattered.

This time, it happened to be a window that sounded like it was in our daughter, Zoelle's bedroom. Had our daughter been home, she would have been in her room.

I sat up on Zoovier and my hand flew to my mouth to cover it. "Go see what happened. Please?" I practically begged him.

"Aight, so I can get my ass killed, right?" He sarcastically asked while getting from under me. I got off of the bed and opened all of his drawers.

"What are you looking for?" I asked.

"My gun."

I raised my eyebrow at him because I didn't think he still had any guns in the house, especially since Zoelle is with us.

"You don't have a–"

"Must've left it in the 'rarri." He smirked and ended up laughing up a storm. "I'm funny as fuck fa' that one, bae."

"I should slap the fuck out of you." I held my laughter back. I tried to hold a scowl on my face.

"You know you wanna laugh, Mila." He placed his hand on the edge of the door.

My lips turned up into a smile and small giggles escaped my lips. "I can't stand you."

"You luh me." He chuckled before leaving the room.

Once he left our bedroom, I started to feel uneasy sitting in our room alone. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow run down the hallway.