Siera POV:
Sometimes I feel that Roc is hiding something. He's always leaving in the night and coming home late smelling like fading perfume, alcohol, or weed. I worry bout him sometimes, I worry bout us *sighs* I worry about if we'll have enough money to take care of our baby I mean Roc doesnt have a job and the job I have doesnt pay well maybe I should just go ahead and do it *lets a tear roll down the side of her cheek and starts talking to her stomach* "good bye baby mommy loves you and always will but this is goodbye" *she walks out the door and heads to the hospital*
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Teen Fictionsup, im Chersanto but people call me Roc. My life is in the streets, naw im not homeless I just do what I gotta do. I have a wonderful girlfriend, a baby on the way and I wanna make sure I have enough money to care for my babies. Siera (my girlfrien...
