a few months later
Dimples P.O.V.
I haven't told anyone what happened between me and trey , I hate thinking about it , and the worst part of the story is.............................. I'M PREGNANT :'( this is killing me slowly. I don't want anyone to know. I wish Chris never left. I bet he's with that bitch coocooracha having the time of his life.I don't really talk to anyone. I BLAME EVERYTHING ON PINK :( JKJK I should've never took up the offer but you know I'm tooo nice to be mean. oh yea I forgot to tell you guys ... my mom died in my arms that day I found out she had leukemia. I'm still depressed but I can't stress that much because it'll affect the baby. I live with my dad now. I guess you can say it's fun but I hate Vanessa, B.J., and April with a passion they act SO stuck up, April lucky I'm pregnant cuz I would of been beat her ass.. here's someone knocking on my fucking door
me: who is it
dad: your dad
me: what
dad: I just wanted to check on you I know you hate it here and probably hate me but I'm really sorry and just know I'm here for you
me: thanks dad, I don't hate it here I just wish it was mom here instead of Vanessa
dad: you're not the only one
me: oohhh dad I'm telling
dad: aha , well I'm going to get ready and go to practice we got special guest coming out to perform wanna come.
me: sure
dad: ok don't take too long bugga
me: ok big foot
(I went in my closet and picked out some baggy cargo pants that went OVER my belly and I plain black tee-shirt and a *fuckyofeelings* sweatshirt and some toms with my hair in a messy ass bun)
me: dad I'm ready
van: where are you going
me: somewhere you're not
apr: bitch don't get cocky with my mom
b.j.: why are you guys ALWAYS on her fucking back all you guys do is fucking nag her like please stfu
(for once b.j. got my respect at first he tried getting at me and shit until I told him off and hooked him up with my friends)
me: thanks bryan
*aha you thought those were his kids tf hell no just letting you know
b.j.-15
april-16
Vanessa-31
Blake- 29
Dimples-15*
Vanessa: don't you dare talk toe like that EVER again mister
b.j.:yea yea yeah blah blah blah bye I'm going with blake
(we get in the car)
me: dad why are you with her
b.j.: yea really why are you with her
dad:well to be honest it was love at first but now it's like there's nothing there.
me:leave the hoe then
dad: I have to think about that
b.j.:I don't see how you do it , I would of been sharkeisha'd her she be getting too cocky with you and you let it slide smh. you'll learn my nigga, you'll learn.
dad: yea and you'll learn how to shoot hoops and dribble a ball
b.j.: aye that was once
dad: yea whatever come on we're here
(we got inside one part was the basketball court and bleachers and about 100 feet away was a stage with mics and everything I wonder who's performing.)
me: dad help me with shooting 3 pointers
dad: bend your knees and your right arm making it look like an "L" and just release
me:(makes it) aaaaaaaahhhhhhh I made it I made it I made it *does the naenae* hhuuuaaahhhh is you mad or nah ?!?
everyone:(just stares at me like tf wrong with you)
dad:ok just control your excitement
dad's c: GRIFFIN, BROWN, ANTHONY,LEBRON, WADE FRONT AND CENTER
dad: go in the bleachers while I practice.
me: ok
dad: DON'T TALK TO STRANGERS
me: whatever dad (sits in bleachers next to b.j.)
me: sup hoe
b.j.: sup rug rat
me: you seen that three pointer I made
b.j.: yea that was raw asf
me: thanks
b.j.:so when are you going to tell your dad
me: about what
b.j.: the baby
me: what baby
b.j.: your baby
me:how did you..
b.j.: I'm nosey but you can trust me I'm not going to tell I swear
me: thank you je...
b.j.: UNLESS you go on a date with me
Me: what , you have a gf
b.j.: and your point is
me: ugh when
b.j.: tomorrow night at 8
me: ok fine (over hears some one saying "check mick 123 can anyone hear me) is that who I think it is
b.j.: who
me: oh fuck he's walking near KISS ME
b.j.: wait what
me: KISS M..
b.j.:ain't gotta tell me twice (kisses me)
??:looks at us then shakes head and walks past
me:(breaks kiss) phew you're a good kisser by the way
b.j.: thanks you too now who is that
me: no one special
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._DESTINY_
