BLOOD BABY

Chapter 2

Blood baby

Chapter 2

I felt like all my hustling and all my so called playerism was on the line at this point. My wife just revealed to me that my side chick was our surrogate mother. So regardless of me cheating or not, Janelle was pregnant with my baby.

So let me get this straight. You went behind my back and decided to have the procedure done, because you wanted to surprise me?? Buying me some shoes is a surprise. Shit, bringing me a pregnancy test is a surprise.

Yes. Look, I didn't believe that it would... She attempted to explain.

POW!! I backhanded that bitch so hard that her teeth cut my hand. My shit swollen and bleeding. I know her mouth hurt like a bitch.

Bitch is you stupid. You better get rid of it. Or I will. That bitch ain't carrying shit of mines. That bitch all up and through niggas hoods and I'm supposed to have my seed come out of there.Try me blood. Try me and see WTF happens.

No!!! Fuck..... you b. You... hit me..... She was choking back tears, but they was streaming down her face. She was uncontrollably sobbing.

I pulled over.

Bitch get out my shit. And when I get home imma make sure all yo shit outside. Dats on my dead homies. I'm through with you bitch. Do not come back to my spot.

I meant that. I didn't have patience no more. It was all or nothing at this point and this had me feeling like my back against the wall. I peeled off. I left that hoe. As I'm driving my phone started goin off. It was Jalil. Of course I answered it.

What up b dawg? That was Jalils hood name.

Shit, blood I'm out here tryna get it. He said. Aye lemme run something by you.

Shoot....

That nigga Haitian Jack got hemmed up last night. he was out by this morning. Shit blood got caught up with some keys.. Shit, idk how much but b on the streets right now.

Haitian Jack was popular in the hood but blood been slipping lately. Niggas been wanting to get em, but I ain't gave the word yet.

Well look my nigga. Put the word out. I wanna see that nigga face. ASAP. In the mean time imma hit my connects and pull some paperwork. We gonna get this shit straightened out today. On B's.

We chopped a lil game and we got off the phone. Shit he didn't say shit about Janelle, and I didn't catch a feeling so I know that bitch didn't say shit.

I came to a stop sign and of course pedestrians got the right of way. So I had to wait for this old lady to cross the street. As she crossing the street, I caught some movement behind me. I looked in my rear view and it was 2 niggas getting out of an all black BMW behind me. I immediately went for my strap, but it was too late. They had already managed to start busting.

Boom.. Boom.. Boom.. these niggas was tryin to get me. They each fired like 6 shots. My back window was shattered. I fucked down and got my pistol. I swerved around the old lady, and I fired off 5 shots. I got my left hand on the steering wheel and I'm busting out the back window with my right hand.

Them niggas sounded like they had cannons. My lil 9 didn't mean shit. But I still had to get off though. As I'm driving I feel warm liquid flowing down my arm. FUCK BLOOD. I yelled.
I had got shot in the arm. I didn't panic. When I was young my big homies taught me that. Never panic under pressure.

I swerved a few corners til I got to my hood. I pulled up to Jalil house.

I found the spare key on top of the door frame. That shit hurted just trying to reach up there. I left blood on the door handle and shit.