THREE YEARS LATER
"Ayy Bonnie, you ready?" Trey shouted from the other room.
"Yes, baby. Just let me find my purse." I shouted back while sneaking another snack from the fridge.
"I knew I'd find you here." He hugged me from behind, wrapping his arms around my pregnant belly. "C'mon, we gonn be late for ya appointment."
I'm 9 months pregnant and expecting any day! When I first found out I was pregnant, I was scared to death. Now that I'm excited to have my baby girl, my mom isn't speaking to me which breaks my heart. She's mad that I'm having a baby before marriage. I can't do anything to help that because I'm having this baby with a smile!
"Baby, can you get me that magazine?" I asked Trey because I couldn't bend that low with my belly this big.
"Trey?" I heard an unknown voice say my man's name so you I turned my head directly to look her way.
She was a pretty white girl and long brunette hair, who looked to be about 5months pregnant. Maybe 5'3. One inch shorter than me.
"Denise. What's up? When you get back in town?" Trey replied to the stranger. Well stranger to me.
"Almost a year ago. Is this your baby the pretty girl is carrying?" Denise looked at me with a smile.
Oh, I think I like her. I smiled at her.
"Yes, this is my baby carrying my baby. Denise, this is Bonnie. Bonnie, this is Denise." Trey looked at both of us introducing us.
"Hi." I smiled and shook her hand.
"Where's the dad?" Trey shot at Denise, which seemed kinda rude so I nudged his arm lightly. And Denise must've caught it.
"No, it's okay Bonnie." She said with giggle. "But I was hoping you could tell me." She added.
"What you mean?" Trey looked confused as hell and I just stared at him.
"Dimez been dubbing my calls for the longest time, I couldn't even tell him I was pregnant.
My neck snapped directly towards Denise when I heard her say Dimez.
"Who?" I accidentally said because that was definitely supposed to be a thought.
Me and Trey just looked at eachother.
"Um, I'll tell him to hit you. Aight?" Trey said without saying anything else. Thank God the doctor called us.
Trey and I talked on our way home about what we gonna do. We decided that Trey is gonna tell Dimez and let them three handle it but I made it clear that if Dimez doesn't tell Sasha within the week, I was gonna tell her! Nobody was gonna have my girl walking about looking stupid. Lord knows how many people that Denise girl told that Dimez knocked her up. Tss, this shit was stressing me out and I wasn't even in the situation!
"Well, I know this shit is gonna get crazy." I said getting out the car and Trey nodded in agreement.
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Trey and I pulled up to my old apartment which was Sasha's now since I moved in with Trey. I'm guessing Dimez didn't tell Sasha what was happening since she didn't cancel Sunday dinner and his Range Rover was in the driveway.
While we were walking to the door, we noticed clothes thrown outside. Me and Trey looked at eachother nervously seconds before Sasha brushed through us with what looked a pipe from a sink.
"Word? It was nothing? Neither was this!" Sasha screamed at Dimez who was running through he front door while knocking his rearview mirror off.
My jaw dropped. I was staying out of this one. I knew Sasha was crazy but I never seen her this crazy and angry with him.
