Laquisha Got The Juice Now.

Side Bitch Or The Main?

Tyrese's POV

I'm driving way over the speed limit, I'm thinking real hard on all the women I've fucked in the past month. It's the hardest i've ever thought in years, some of these hoes I don't even remember their names. I need to start being faithful, if I did I wouldn't have to worry about getting these hoes pregnant or me having an STD. Everytime I think about it I think I could've turned my life around when I had the chance, but they always think I'm just that one nigga fucked up in the head. Haaa sike! I wish a bitch would give me an STD. Want to kill a nigga? Guess you got to die to, I refuse to die alone. FUCK DOTTT! 

I drove to Laquisha house, because she's the last girl I fucked, if Laquisha's pregnant this could change my life completly. I'm not scared though to kill this crusty wig wearing ass hoe. 

Laquisha's POV

I'm over at the abortion clinic talking to my best friend Latoya that works here. This is my 7th time being here, so I basically know everyone who works here. 

"Laquisha Johnson report to room 8 please." the loud speaker said throughout the clinic.

I walked into Mr.DTB'S (DickTooBomb) office and hopped on the counter as usual.

"Hi Laquisha what are you here for today? Wait nevermind I'm guessing you're here for your eighth abortion, am I right?"

"Yes Mr.DTB you know the usual, so you can go get that shit you always use to get this swamp monster out of me so I can go."

"Well, Laquisha I'm sorry but you can't get rid of this baby."

"Fuck you mean I can't get rid of this baby?"

"I will try to explain this to you in your specie's language. Your ba-"

"No bitch that's not my baby, that's a swamp monster, get it right."

"Um ok well that "swamp monster" took after your whole personality. It's not going to come out basically, it doesn't take no for an answer, so whatever I do to get it out it won't work, so here is the packet on what you need to do to be a successful parent to this baby, I mean swamp monster."

"So what you're telling me is that this baby isn't going to come out? You're telling me I got to carry this piece of shit in my belly for 17 fucking months!?"

"It's 9 months Laquisha.."

"No nigga it's whatever the fuck I say. When I'm ready for this "baby" to come out I'm sawing my stomach open. If you can't get this swamp monster out my stomach now I guess we'll both have to die. Better find a way."

I didn't say anything else I just walked my sloppy bad built ass right out that clinic. I can't believe he basicallly just said I got to carry this swamp monster in my belly for 9 motherfucking months. I can't fuck niggas while being pregnant. Well maybe I can.. my baby can get some dick just like me. Wait no what am I saying. I'm not having no baby no matter what anyone says, I WON'T!

Jermaine's POV

I just pulled up to my apartment and I rush straight to the mailbox. I hurried up and open the package I've been waiting about a month for and it says accepted... I read the letter over and over very carefully making sure I read this right, I can't believe I got accepted, I just wanted to break down in the street and cry. I can't believe I got accepted. Accepted for Harvard University? Yale? Baylor? ICDC with Romeo? No .. accepted for being HIV positive.