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Chapter 2 is here ! Enjoy :)


*The Next Day*


I woke up sweating like never before. My dream was so realistic, but the man that was in it, I doubt I'd ever meet him.


*Dream*


Guy - "I can't live without you, you make my day, I'm glad I met you or I don't know how my life would have turned out"


He flashed a smile, but his face was hella blurry for me to make out.


Me - "I know I'm glad to have met you, you light up my world, you and our unborn child"


*Dream Over*


That's the part that woke me up. I never thought about kids before. I looked in the full body mirror just looking at my flat stomach, it would be pretty cute to have a baby bump. I smiled at that thought.


Jalen - "What's funny whore ?"


Now Jalen was like my friend with benefits. We are in a "relationship" but I kinda don't like it. He was brown skinned, tall, and had a weird way of expressing his feelings. Like now, he called me a whore, who the fuck does that? This makes me want to stop fucking with him completely.


Me - "Don't call me a whore, stupid ass! This is why I don't want to be in this relationship no more"


I had reached my boiling point. And today he was gonna know never to disrespect me again.


Jalen - "What you say ?"


He raised his eyebrow at me. He know I'm not no punk, the fuck I look like backing down cause he mad.


Me - "Don't call me a whore, stupid ass! Th-"


He grabbed my neck and smacked me. I rushed him against the wall. I swung and swung til I ran out of breath, ain't no nigga gone hit me and I ain't gone protect myself. He grabbed my wrist and cut all kind of circulation off.


Jalen - "Stop fucking hitting me!"


Me - "No nigga! Let me go right fucking now! You hit me, and I'm tired of the disrespect I get from you!


He let me go calmly, with regret in his eyes.


Jalen - "Look, I apologize, you know that's how I grew up a-"


As a kid Jalen watched his own father beat his Mom. It's sad but we can't change the past. I accepted that excuse when he raised his hand at me like he was going to use it, but this time he actually did, one strike your out. Period.


Me - "That ain't no damn excuse no more, your twenty years old, take some responsibility for what you do, until then keep your distance from me"

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