Ridin' 4 U❤️

Baby, Baby, Baby

Arii POV

The car was caving in on me. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me but I stumbled on my own feet and fell. I managed to get back to my feet but before I could stand up all the way, a sharp pain went through my lower back. I rolled over under the car as the person behind the wheel stepped out the car and towered over me. It started raining. As raindrops filled my face, the dark figure above me pulled a gun out and aimed it towards my face.

"Don't shoot!" I yelled.

BANG!

I sat up in bed covered in sweat. I put my hands on my head and looked around my empty dark room to see that I was alone.

Walking to the bathroom, I opened the mirror cabinet and pulled out my bottle of pills. Taking one, I drank some water and stared at myself.

I turned to my side and raised my shirt revealing my stomach.

"It can't be." I said. I opened the drawer under the sink and pulled out the pregnancy test I took a while back.

Possitive.

I leaned back against the wall and sat on the ground.

"I'm pregnant." was all I could say.

My phone started to ring in the other room. I got up and answered it.

*Phone Convo*

"Hello?"

"You have a collective call from 'Rajae Been Ballin'.. An inmate at the Chicago Police Department. Do you accept this call?"

"Yes."

"Hello?" He said.

"Hey."

"Sup."

"Nothing."

"Wass wrong wit you?" He asked.

I got quiet because I didn't know how he'd take this.

"Rajae there's something I need to tell you." I said.

"Wait me first. So I met this dude named Pablo and he talk so fuckin' much but he had my back when this nigga name Carlos..."

I zoned out. How am I gonna tell this to him over the phone? What if he doesn't come back until after the baby is born? I can't take care if Tiana AND an infant by myself. I needed him more than ever at this time.

"And now all the niggas respect me when I walk by." I heard him say as I zoned back in.

"Uh that's great baby. Real good."

"Yeah. Now what did you need to tell me?"

Say it.

"Uh.."

Say it now!

"Nothing forget about it. It was nothing."

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

"I guess."

'You have 60 seconds left on this call'

"I'll call you later aight?"

"Yeah."

-Click-

"Love you to." I said into the phone.

I say my phone down and ran to the bathroom. Almost killing myself I began puking my life away. This shit has got to stop.