When I got home I hurried to the bathroom to take a bath. I ran the water and waited for a few seconds and got in. I let the warm water hit my skin. Then I began to think about what happened. I ran my hands over my stomach and started to reminisce on all of me and Kahlil's good times. I smiled and washed my body and got out. When I got out the tub I grabbed my robe and house shoes. I walked into my kitchen and grabbed my frozen snickers bar. *YUMMY*. I began to eat my candy when I heard a knock at my door.
"Dam can't even enjoy my fat days" I complained rubbing my belly.
"Who is it" I said
"Kahlil" he said. I instantly got butterflys. I opened the door.
"What" I said walking away.
"I came to talk about my child that I thought was going to not exist" he said calmly.
I rolled my eyes.
"Okay talk" I said pulling my robe tighter.
"Well what are you having" he asked so sweet.
"A boy" I responded.
"Kool, why you keep him" he said seriously.
"Well because I had to think that my past shouldn't hold me back" I said tearing up.
"What are you talking about ?" he asked angrily.
"Dammit Kahlil I was rapped by a drug dealer when I was 14 I got pregnant but it died" I said wiping away tears as they feel.
There was a silence... Kahlil grabbed me in and hugged me tight. This is exactly what I needed. He held me close he rested his hand on my belly until the baby kick.
"Whoa" he said moving his have away.
"What I asked" looking concerned.
"Something just moved" he said looking scared.
I laughed "Oh that's your son I guessed he don't like you hand on him"
"I made you so I can touch what ever I want" he said to my belly.
We looked at each other in the eyes. Then he leaned in to kiss me. I wanted to stop so bad but I couldn't. He began to move his hand up my thigh. He rubbed his fingers on my coochie lips. I moaned a little then he put two fingers in my paradise and started to move his fingers inside of me . I moaned louder not breaking our kiss. Then his phone rang. He took his hands out if me and licked his fingers.
"Hello" he answers his phone.
I heard a female voice getting loud so I left him in the living room and went into my bedroom and balled up. bad feel asleep.
I woke up at 2:00 am in a lot of pain. Kahlil grabbed me. I didn't even know he stayed. I got on my hands and knees and rocked back and forth.
"You ok" Kahlil asked.
I didn't respond I gave him a death glare.
"Want me to call Lucci or Pinky" he asked shaking.
I nodded.
He called Lucci and give me the phone.
"Lucci I need you Kahlil is hear but he looking like he Finna die on me please help" I said in between breaths.
"Ok Hun lemme speak to Kahlil" she said calmly.
I gave Kahlil the phone. I don't know what Lucci said but he was super dad.
He helped me put on some clothes and helped me to his car.
YOU ARE READING
Trying A Thug(Editing)
Teen FictionJazz McLove is a 19 year old woman who aspires to build her own empire. But in her head there is no time for love. Her heart is telling her different. She falls in love with a big time drug dealer despite that she hates them.
