Trying A Thug(Editing)

Chapter 19

Jazz

"Kahlil I'm not ready for parenthood" I said wiping tears away.

"What you tryna say ma" he asked getting a little loud.

"I'm not keeping it" I yelled.

"Why the fuck not" he yelled getting angry.

"Cuz this my body and I'm not fit to carry and take care of no child" I said crying.

"You know what I don't give a dam go have you abortion hope you can live with it he said to me carelessly.

I watched him walk out that room. I wanted to tell him why I felt that way.

*FLASH BACK*

"Chile ain't no man touch you" my mama screamed at me.

"Yes he did mama" I yelled back.Oh falling to the floor.

I knew my mama was high because she didn't believe that the drug dealing that was selling to her raped me and she stood there and watched it.

My mama beat me until I was purple. I didn't bother to tell her I was pregnant. After she beat me dam near to death she I got in the tub. I was soaking in the tub when I felt a bad pain shoot through my body. It happened over and over again until the tub was filled with blood and a 4moth old fetus. I was only 14 and it was only so much I could take. I buried my baby in my back yard and showered off and went to sleep.