What's really real?

Leslie's POV

Every since I turned 21 me or my little sister deja haven't wanted for shit. I had to step up and take care of the both of us since the age of 17 when our crack headed ass momma walked out on us. I thought I was doing a pretty good job at raising a 16 year old but here we were in the parking lot after leaving the doctors office.
"Look les I thought we used protection I thought we were being cautious" Deja said.
"Well you thought wrong Deja you're freaking 16 and 10 weeks pregnant! Do you realize what you've put on hold! You're entire life. You're a baby having a baby!!" I yelled.
"I know I know" Deja's said as she started crying.
"Deja now you know I ain't never been the one to lecture you and I'm not trying to make you upset because a baby is always a blessing it just gotta be the right time sis. but I'm a be there for you and the baby regardless" I replied with tears filling my eyes. I put the car in reverse to leave the parking lot but then I felt the car bump into something. I started screaming. The last thing I needed right now was to get in a car crash."What the absolute fuck" I yelled as I swung the car door open. I accidentally put a little too much force when I was opening the door so it hit the car next to me and now their car was scratched. I leaned against my car and put my head in my hands.
"So you must like fucking up people's cars huh?"
I jumped at the sound of a mans voice. Just as I was about to respond I heard Deja screaming at the top of her lungs. I didn't even know she had gotten out the car.
"What!" I yelled.
"Th-that's August Alsina" she stumbled.
I turned around and sure enough it was his fine ass