3 Weeks Later
Havana
I cried all day and night.. I laid in bed realizing that i made a mistake. I told my mother about the pregnancy test and she took me the clinic. Luckily it was a mistake. I can't be a sophomore and have a child. But i thought about the fact of having a daughter. I would name her "Journei" she'll be a gorgeous little Cuban baby with a mix of Jamaican & African American, and how she would have kendricks eyes.... Kendrick ? i missed him so much. I walked all the way to his house in the rain. Just as i was about to knock on the door, He and Sherane were walking out.
"Havana?" Kendrick said looking confused. Sherane popped her gum and laughed.
"See you later" she got in her car and drove off.
"Why the fuck was she in there?" I asked
"Chilling, since you were all up in the house for the pass three weeks" he replied.
"Because, i thought I was fucking pregnant. Its good to know you don't give a damn."
"How?"
"HOW? HOW? DID YOU EVEN TRY TO COME OVER AND SEE IF I WAS ALIVE KENDRICK NO" i yelled
"Get the fuck off my porch" he said pushing me
"What are you serious?" i laughed.
He shook his head and went back in the house.I walked to my house looking sad.
"What's wrong?" someone asked
I turned around and it was Quincy (ScHoolboy Q)
"Nothing, I can't believe him!" i sighed..
"Come over to my crib" he pointed to his house.
"How i know you won't kill or rape me?"
"Havana, learn how to trust someone sometimes" he laughed.
I walked with him to his house and we both went inside to his room.
"Why you so quiet?" he asked
"I really don't know you" i said
"I'm Quincy, call me Q. I go to----" i cut him off
"I know allat shit. I meant like the type of person you are"
"I'm chill" he laughed.. "Why you with Kendrick anyways?"
"I don't know why" i felt tears filled my eyes. He movednext to me and I felt his arms wrap around my bodyy. He felt so good and soft. I felt loved. I called my mom, told her where I was at and for Enai to bring me extra clothes. After i took a shower, me & Q fell to sleep. His hands wrapped around my waist. Will he be the one to help me get over Kendrick ?
Kendrick POV
I really needed to apologize to Havana for my behavior, i treated her like shit. I didn't even check on her when she was going through her shit.. I bought her some roses and her favorite candy. But Enai said she wasn't there. When I turned around i saw her holding hands with Q. the fuck? Q dapped me up and kissed Her on the cheek.
"Call me aight" he walked off
"Where yo ass been?" i asked
"Out, nigga out!" she walked up the stairs..
"You fuckin him?"
"No. You can't even be mad Kendrick.. Because you did the samething to me, but when i do it, its a problem, fuk dot" she unlocked the door "Aww don't forget to give Sherane her flowers matter fact"
She walked in and came back out with shit.
"Give her this bullshit" she kicked all the stuff i given her down the stairs. "This is the last time i wanna see you Kendrick Lamar Duckworth. Here's a vase for the flowers you bought ha ass"She threw a vase outside and slammed the door.
The... fuck.
A/N:( I lowkey like this chapter.lol i might update tonight again. what do you think will happen next? haha )
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Havana's Song | Kendrick Lamar Fanfiction
FanfictionThe title says enough.. Havana's song, her pain, her vice and her evils.