I woke up to this annoying beeping sound and a brightly lit room . Taking a look around, I realized that I was in a hospital . The events from earlier instantly came crashing back to me causing my hand to instantly fly to my stomach . My baby ! I sat up staring around me frantically and spotted Eric sitting in the corner staring at me with a blank facial expression. He looked like he was in deep thought.
"Is the baby okay ?" I whispered fearing the answer that I was about to hear . I could already tell from his facial expression that he was about to say something bad.
"Ajani, you had a miscarriage ."
There was a moment of silence before a sob escaped my mouth. Even though I'd just found out that I was pregnant , I'd grown attached to my baby. As I was crying, I heard some shuffling and a few seconds later, I felt Eric's arms snake around me and pull me into his chest.
"Shhhh , it's okay ," he whispered , kissing my cheek.
"It's not okay !" I yelled becoming angry . "I just lost our baby and you're saying that it's okay."
I shoved him away from me.
"It's your fault that i lost MY baby !" I said angrily jabbing my finger into his chest .
I started hurling more insults at him and he just stood there with a sad expression on his face , but he never mumbled a word .
When i was finished yelling at him , I broke down crying again and like before, Eric pulled me into his chest and just held me . This time i didn't try to push him away , I just sat there . When i glanced up , i could've sworn that I saw a tear fall down his face before he quickly wiped it .
2 days later
It's been two days since I lost my baby . I'm not going to say that I'm depressed , but i just don't want to be bothered with anybody . I've been locked inside of my room at Eric's house since i was released from the hospital . He's been driving me crazy as well . Every hour on the clock , he'll unlock the bedroom door and come inside and ask me if i was okay . Every time , i would either yell at him or just plain ignore him . I kind of felt bad because i knew that he was only trying to help , but it still didn't stop me from being annoyed .
At the moment i don't even know where my relationship with Eric stood . Of course I still love him , but i just don't know if being with him right now is what's best for me . He hasn't brought up the whole Tupac situation again so maybe i was sort of forgiven for that .
ERIC'S POV
Smoking a blunt, i sat in the recording studio by myself just thinking . I was wondering how my life had gotten so fucked up . Apparently Dre's bitch ass was trying to leave my record label and start his own label with that rat , Suge Knight . I knew there was a reason why his fat ass kept hanging around . On top of that , he was trying to take The D.O.C as well as Michel'le .
I sighed and ran my hand down my face . I was seriously stressed out . Ajani wasn't making it no better . All she's been doing is moping around in her room . I get that she's sad about the baby and i was too , but life goes on . We could make 5 more other babies if she wants to .
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the shuffling of feet behind me . My hand instantly went towards the pistol on my hip .
Turning around , I was surprised to see Ajani walking into the studio . She had on a fitted , black t-shirt dress and some white converse . Her hair was half up half down and she looked kind of tired . Besides the tired look on her face , she still looked beautiful . I was happy to see her . I didn't let my emotions show though . I just kept a blank expression on my face and puffed on my blunt as she took a seat next to me .
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Mr. Wright
Romance17 year old Ajani just moved to Compton, California and is eager to explore the dangerous and scandalous streets of the CPT. What happens when she meets the local neighborhood drug dealer turned rapper, Eric "Eazy E" Wright ?