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Chresanto P.O.V:
how dare she! how dare Breana allow her so called boyfriend into my house!
I'm fucking tired of being with Kimorah.
She's been very suspicious lately. I have a feeling that:
• she's cheating on me - Jacob saw her enter another dude's car every other week
On top of this, I'm seriously stressed from work. The managers from my group, Mindless Behavior are over working us because we risk breaking up.
What adds fuel to this fucking fire is the fact that my kids have the audacity to open their mouths and say "I love you" to a random ass nigga who is just irrelevant and in the way of my family.
Kimari: hi daddy
me: who is that?
Kimari: my mommy's boyfwend. He's our new daddy, because you never see us.
I swear to God, I am going to loose my fucking mind!!
I literally rushed away into my room and pulled out my shoe box full of crow.
I rolled it, lit it, and smoked my pain and stress away.
The door opens and in comes Kimorah.
Kimorah: Santo. Don't do this.
I sat and kept smoking it.
Kimorah: Baby, stop. it's not good for your health. I don't want you to be sick. I need you here, Kacie needs you here. I love you.
Kimorah P.O.V:
Do I really love Chresanto? No, I don't.
With all honesty, im only here for the money and five star treatment.
I have deceived him with almost everything:
• my so called 'love'
• his paternity of Kacie
*flashback*
I was with some guy three years ago, named Carlo. He was my boyfriend of 4 years and I love him.
We had a heated argument over something so petty and the next thing you know, we are no longer together.
Three months later, I find myself pregnant. So I basically met Chresanto pregnant.
My mom told me to cover up the pregnancy and not to tell Carlo - but I did.
He told me to stay with Chresanto and make him believe that the baby is hid for his money, so then afterwards we can live together and make an actual family for Kacie's sake.
But, the 'family' with Chresanto is eventually crumbling all because Breana painted her kids into the picture. Now Chresanto's attention is divided.
I just have to keep focused.
Nobody P.O.V:
As Kimorah kept begging Chresanto to stop his nitty gritty weed habits. She started feeling sick, as if she was going to throw up.
And indeed she did...on Chresanto.
Chresanto: WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?!
and with that she collapsed.
Chresanto P.O.V:
As soon as Kimorah collapsed, that's when I knee something was wrong.
I called Craig over to the house to watch the children, whilst I take Kimorah to the hospital.
I was scared as shit itself. Have I killed her from my own personal stress?
As soon as I got to the hospital, she was taken into A&E and put into ICU.
(Intensive care unit).
An hour later and she was awake and back to herself a bit.
Kimorah: baby, what happened?
me: you threw up on me and collapsed. You're in the hospital now.
Just as I finished my sentence, Doctor Matthews came into the room.
Doctor: hello Kimorah. Its good to see that you're feeling better. Let's take a look at your charts.
The doctor flicked through her folder for like, 30 seconds and then spoke up.
Doctor: The charts say you're fine, just a little feverish. Oh!
me: what's wrong doc?
Doctor: nothing is wrong because Kimorah is two months pregnant.
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