Love Without An Ending: BPLS Sequel

We're Done

-2 hours later LA-

Hope: Ma, I'm gonna go to the vending machine you want something?

Bahja: No sweetie.

Hope: You sure a snickers won't make you feel better?

Bahja: Not this Hope.

Hope: I'll get you one anyway. Save it for you.

Bahja: Thanks.

Hope: *leaves*

Bahja: *sighs* You know you're being a real ass about this. How could you do this Hope? She just lost her baby now you wanna make her think she's gonna lose her father too? God you're such an ass sometimes. You need to wake up. I'm tired of you always doing this.

.......

Bahja: *tears up* Come on baby please...this isn't funny. You have to wake up, so we can go home and see our son. Christian misses you.

.......

Bahja: You know I've been thinking. About when we were kids..on Scream Tour and when were first met. Those were the days. A lot has changed since then. Ray went crazy, Prod is never around anymore. Roc..god do I miss Roc. As much as we all used to complain about it, I could really use his sense of humor right now. He always said the stupidest things at the most awkward time. But they were funny...they kept us going.  And you, well you've change a lot. You're married. To me and you have 2 children. That miss you so wake your lazy ass up! Please!

-Back in ATL-

Diggy: Good news..the baby is fine. And you have no broken bones. But you do need to wake up though so we can get you home. Roc is probably really pissed at me. I had a talk with him on the way here.I'm gonna let you get your rest though because you're probably talking to him now. When you wake up I have something really important to tell you. I love you ok? I'll see you later, your mom wants to talk to you. Bye Nique. *kisses her forehead*

....

Diggy: *leaves*

-LA-

Bahja: Hope stay here, I'm gonna go for a walk.

Hope: Ok.

Bahja: *leaves*

???: *bumps into Bahja* Sorry.

Bahja: Bre?

Bre: Bee?

Bahja: Bre I am so sorry about-

Bre: Jake? Save it. I don't have time for you or your husbands BS.

Bahja: Bre! I know your mad but damn, if anything you should be apologizing to me! My daughter lost her baby tonight because of your son.

Bre: How is that Jakes fault?

Bahja: He left her in a house all alone for days with no food or money. If he had taken care of her she wouldn't have tried to run off and crashed!

Bre: Well maybe if Princeton wasn't such a asshole about her being pregnant she wouldn't of run away in the first place!

Bahja: *slaps her* My husband is in a hospital bed too! *tears up* IM SORRY FOR WHAT HAPPENED TO JAKE OK? BUT I HAVE PROBLEMS TOO!

Bre: THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND BAHJA!

Bahja: BLAMING ME ISNT GOING TO SOLVE ANYTHING!!

Bre: But pressing charges does.

Bahja: What?

Bre: You heard me. I'm pressing charges against Prince. You let this happen when you let him beat my son to death. So you better hope he stays in here for a while because as soon as he's out of here, he goes straight to jail.

Bahja: How could-

Bre: Save it Bahja. I'm done with you. All of you. As soon as Jake gets better I'm taking my family and we're moving out to Mobile.

Bahja: What about Nique?

Bre: What about her?

Bahja: She needs you Bre, she has a baby coming. She lost her husband a couple months ago, you're just gonna leave?

Bre: If Zonnique has any worries she'll call me. But me and you? We're not sisters, we're not friends, we're nothing. Have a nice life. *walks away*

*phone rings*

Bahja: Hello?

Diggy: Bahja?

Bahja: Yeah what's up?

Diggy: It's Nique...she's been in a car accident.

Bahja: *passes out*