CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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My phone rings once again and I hang up once again. When will he give up? Since I left Diablo's house he hasn't stopped calling or leaving messages. I honestly don't even know how to feel about Monica being pregnant. The problem isn't the baby but the fact that they had sex kills me. Marissa thinks I should forgive him because she is convinced that he really loves me and him having sex with her means nothing. He was just using her for his advantage. To me that is also messed up. I have mixed feelings about all of this.

All I know now is that I'm no longer going to cry or worry about anything else but my baby. Fuck Diablo. He could do whatever the fuck he wants. Like I said, at this point all I need to worry about is my baby.

It's a Saturday evening and I'm working on what used to be my brothers room to make it into my baby's nursery. It won't only be mine but Melissa's too. It's pretty big so half of the room will be for my baby and the other half for Melissa. We still don't know the genders but we will tomorrow so I'm cleaning the floors, walls, and windows because we agreed to go baby shopping tomorrow after the appointment. I honestly don't care what gender my baby is. All I care about is that it's healthy. I can't wait to find out.

I was just about finished when I hear my phone ring. Thinking it's Diablo I let it go and not pick up. Then it rings again and this time I actually went to check.

It was Melissa.

"Hey sorry I heard it ring but I thought it was Diablo-"

"Veronica!" she cuts me off.

My heart stops at her tone.

"What? Are you okay?" I quickly ask.

"Yes but Daniel won't," she says.

"What are you talking about?"

"I was just kicking it with Gustavo and his homie mentioned something to him about MS planning a shooting at a wedding in Downtown Phoenix. I asked Gustavo who it was about and he said probably Daniel. You need to call him Ronnie," she almost cried.

"I will I'll call you back," I say.

Daniel did mention Marissa's brother's wedding was going to be today.

I quickly look for his number on my contact list. Once I found him I call but it goes straight to voicemail. I try again and again but no response. Shit! I have no other option than to go look for him myself. I quickly put my converse on, grab my gun and ran to my car.

The entire way I still tried calling him then Marissa but both of them wouldn't pick up. I prayed and prayed that I could at least get there in time to warn them.

It's around seven o'clock and Downtown Phoenix is busy with traffic especially this late. So I had to park about a block away from the reception. I took my pistol and secured it in my waistband and began running.

I was at a stop light waiting for my turn to run. The building where the wedding was taking place was right in front of me. There were a few people outside just hanging out but I see no sign of Daniel.

Just as I was going to try to call him again I see him come out looking at his phone. Seems like he's been hanging up me the entire time.

"Daniel!" I screamed as loud as I could.

Thankfully he heard me. I couldn't really see his face expression but he look caught off guard. I smile in relief that he's okay. He stand still waiting for me I supposed.

The light finally turn green allowing me to walk but before I could the horrific noise of the familiar screeching tires sounded. I look behind me and I see a black Monte Carlo making its way to the direction of the building.

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