Ayeee, it's the day you've all been waiting for.
It's Fetty Friday! Well, it's actually Saturday but we're going to act like it's still Friday because the sun hasn't come back up :))))
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Omniscient...
"Why people wanna fuck wit' me?" Zoovier mumbled as he walked downstairs. "Shit, I'm tryin' ta' take my ass to sleep. I'm tired." He ran a hand through his dreads.
He carefully looked around as he walked around to make sure no one had broken into the house.
He could hear someone slowly walking up behind him.
Zoovier hurriedly turned around and wrapped his arm around the dperson's neck.
"Man," He groaned. He saw that the person that was sneaking up behind him was actually Camila.
"Don't be sneakin' up behind a nigga like that, Camila." Zoovier told her as he unwrapped his arm from around her neck.
She fell to the floor, gasping for air. "Zoo...Zoovier!" She gasped. "Fuck you!"
He helped her up from the floor, holding her up underneath her arms for support.
"Well, you shouldn't have been sneakin' up behind a nigga. Real talk."
"Fake talk, nigga." Camila sarcastically muttered.
She was now able to stand up on her own since she's caught her breath.
"I'm sorry, babe." Zoo sort of laughed. "But windows was gettin' busted and shit. I don't know if somebody is in our house tryna hurt us."
"Alright, Zoovier. You had a tight ass grip around my neck." Camila rubbed on her neck.
"Das' your fault." He quietly chuckled at his girlfriend.
Camila started to slowly trail behind Zoovier as he walked towards the kitchen.
"Someone's after me. I'm literally so scared for our safety, baby." Mila whispered. She could feel tears burning the back of her eyes.
She'd recently broken it down to Zoovier that she just found out that she was pregnant with their second child.
She didn't want anything to happen to their unborn child or Zoelle, all because of something she did.
Someone was after her– she just had no idea who.
She didn't do anything to anyone as far as she was concerned or as far as she could remember.
Camila was a really chill person. If she did hurt someone, she had no intention to do so.
She placed a hand on her stomach and looked down at it.
"I'on see anything; There's no signs of anybody actually comin' in the house." Zoovier cleared the tension.
Camila deeply sighed in relief, letting her hand fall from its resting spot on her stomach.
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-The next day
Camila...
"Mommy's baby, are you okay?" I asked Zoelle.
I felt the need to ask that question after what went down last night.
I just wanted to make sure my child was okay and far from harmed.
"Yes, mommy." She whined. "I okay. And I'm a big girl, remember?"
I nodded my head and responded, "Of course, but you'll always be mommy's baby. You're going to be four years old next month– do you think you're as excited as mommy and daddy?"
She eagerly nodded her head, jumping on top of me. "I want a pony for my birthday."
"You already have a puppy. You remember when daddy bought you Queen?" I asked.
"Mommy, Queen is getting to big." She sighed and rolled off of me, laying on the couch and kicking her legs back and forth.
"Zo, just how big do you think a pony is?" I giggled and rubbed one of her little feet.
"Ponies are just cute–like me." She blew a curl strand out of her face. "I am so cute!" She squealed.
"And who told you that, missy?"
"Daddy!" She screamed.
"That's my name, don't wear it out." He spoke as he walked down the stairs. "What y'all talkin' bout?"
"Zoelle was telling me about how cute she was." I replied with humor evident in my voice.
I looked down at my feet and wiggled my toes.
"Of course she is. Look at me." Zoovier laughed as he picked her up off of the couch.
Zoelle squealed and giggled. "Put my down, daddy!" She laughed.
"Boy bye," I teasingly rolled my eyes at him. "She gets it from her mama."
"....No comment."
I laughed and threw a pillow from behind me at him. "Forget you!"
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Fraudulence.
RandomHe grabbed all of his things and prepared to storm out of the house when I spoke, "Can't handle the truth can you?" "Yeah, go ahead and leave," I crossed my arms across my chest and stared him down. "Just like you did a couple of years ago." He evi...