Justin Bieber Interracial Imagines ♡ ( COMPLETED )

Distant love ( Part 2 )

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"The baby's heart beat seems to be normal, but he's upside down, but it's not harmful enough to kill the baby or anything," says the doctor and I was in great relief.

"So he's healthy?" I ask and the doctor smiles.

"Yes of course, but you seem to be very lucky, judging the the blows you took," says the doctor.

"Right, thank you so much doctor, I really appreciate it," I say and grab my stuff and go.

I meet Nyla outside and we talk about it. She was thrilled to hear my Babyboy was going to be okay. She takes me back to dads house and I go upstairs to the guest bedroom.

"Feel free to call this your room, because you can stay here as long as you like, babygirl," shes smiles.

"Thank you I very much appreciate it," I smile and look around to see me and Jalasia stuff not in our bags.

I look puzzled and go through the drawers and sigh in relief. My dad must of put our stuff in there while I was gone.

I sit down on the bed and just stare at the ceiling for awhile. Then my phone starting buzzing and my mouth hung wide open to see who had called my phone.

It was Justin.

I take a deep breath and answer the phone. I can't be scared of him anymore.

J - Hey Khalia, I know we ended off bad I want to fix this, I need you in my life.
K - No you don't, Justin you're too childish for me. I have to raise two kids now, I can't have them being in a hazardous area-
J - Wait did you just say, two kids? Who got you pregnant already... we just broke up.
K - First of all, don't be trynna play me like a damn hoe. This baby is a 100 percent, yours. I was pregnant when you beat the shit out of me the other day. And luckily my baby lived and luckily I lived. Justin you have some mothafuckin nerve to be calling my phone after you almost beat me to death. Just know I'll be getting my child support and I'll make it so you never see your children ever. Goodbye and have a nice life you stupid ass prick.

I hang up the phone and smile to myself.

'Nice one, Khalia' I think to myself.

I stand up and go get Jalasia out of the playroom.

"Come on babygirl, it's time for your bath," I say smiling and she runs and jumps into my arms.

* Skips to 9 months later after the baby was born*

"Go get your baby brother's diaper bag, boo," I say to my daughter as I am rocking my son back and forth.

"Okay, mommy," says Jalasia smiling and skipping out of the room.

I look down at my son, he is such a beautiful baby. Karter Isaiah Bieber, is what I named him. Yes, I kept Justin's last name because I mean he is still my baby daddy whether I like it or not. Karter resembled Justin so much, he made me realize that I really do miss Justin. I just don't want Karter and Jalasia to grow up without a father in their life like I did.

"Here mommy," she says and sits the bag down.

I put Karter in his carseat and walk outside with Jalasia. I make sure both of them are straight in the back seat and I go to the driver's side. I decided to have a little family day with my babies, because besides my dad and Nyla, they are all I have.

We drive to the mall, when we get there I park and get out. I go to the trunk and get Karter's stroller when I hear a familiar voice call my name.

"Khalia!" yells the familiar voice.