Breelyns Thug

Chapter 20

Breelyn P.O.V.

I told him to meet me there in 45 minutes. I got up and got into the shower and did my hygiene. When I got out I put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans, a volleyball sweatshirt, and some combat boots. I put on some foundation and concealer so I could try and mask the puffiness. My hair was in a slick back but crazy ponytail, my curls were everywhere. I put on my diva sunglasses, grabbed my purse and the keys to my car. My parents had it sent here so I could get to school and everywhere else I needed or wanted to be.

I pulled up to Waffle house and got out. I went in and sat in a booth by the window and waited on him. People stared at me like I was crazy with my sunglasses on. Every now and then a tear would fall out from under my sunglasses.

I knew somewhere inside of me I was going to be ok, with or without Jaylen. I have been waiting on him for about 15 minutes. I occupied my time by tweeting or instagraming. He pulled up and got out his car he looked mad. It takes two to tango Jaylen.

I was looking at the menu when he came and sat down. He just sat there staring at me.

“hey”

“wassup”

“well I am pretty sure you know I am pregnant”

“Yeah what the fuck happened?”

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED JAYLEN? WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? WE HAD SEX. YOU STUCK YOUR DICK INSIDE ME AND DIDN’T PULL OUT THAT’S WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED YOU ASSHOLE”

“shut the fuck up and lower your voice Breelyn”

“Fuck you Jaylen. In case you didn’t know it takes two to make a baby. Not one and not three but two.”

Our waitress walked up and I looked at her with a sense of relief.

“Hi I’m Monica, what can I get yall to drink?”

“I’ll Have a sweet tea please”

“let my get a coke”

“alright I will be back”

“Thank you”

She came back with our drinks and we placed out orders.

“What are you going to do Breelyn?”

“TF what am I going to do? Naw nigga its what are we going to do. Now what I am going to do is move to California and take online classes and help him raise my niece and nephew. Now what you are going to do I send me money every month for our child or send me child support”

I wasn’t really moving to California I just said it to make him mad.

“You aint moving nowhere”

“And why the hell I aint”

“YOU AINT GOING NOWHERE WITH MY FUCKIN CHILD”

“Oh now its your child. Didn’t you just ask me what am I going to do? Like you aint have no part in this”

Our food came and we ate in silence. After we finished I was done talking and done yelling I just went up to the cashier and paid for our food.

I took my sunglasses off and he saw how puffy my eyes were. He looked at me like he was sorry but I needed that in words. I put on some more concealer to help out with the puffiness. I rubbed some off and I had to go to Walmart after this.

“Bye Jaylen”

“Wait Bree.. Im Im Im Sorry”

“No Jaylen. I’m done waiting. Every time I wait on a nigga they just disappoint me and leave me hanging. I can’t do it anymore”