Kelly (Urban)

No More Games

Chapter 5

Willy's POV

The whole ride to my house was pretty quiet except for Kelly's deep sobs and her phone vibrating the whole way there. When we make it to my house, my boyfriend, Darren, was waiting on us.

Darren: "Hey Kelly," he said taking her into a tight ass hug. "I'll bake us some cookies, and we'll talk about it until you feel better okay?"

Kelly: "You don't have to do that. I didn't come here to be a burden on y'all. Do y'all still have some of my clothes here. I'll go get the rest from PJ's tomorrow." Darren nodded his head and brought her panties and a sweater. "Thank you, where's the bathroom. I forgot where it was."

Willy: "Down the hall on the right. Come back downstairs when you're done so we can watch movies." After we heard the door close I looked at Darren. "Did you know that bitch sucked his dick at the club?"

Darren: "Hell no! I can't believe he even talked to that busted bitch. I left after a few drinks, and that was it. I would've told you if I did." I give him a look and then we laughed cause he's so adorable.

Willy: "Can we watch a comedy movie? I don't want her watching any love stories." He nodded his head, and we started baking the cookies while waiting on Kelly.

PJ's POV 

I've been blowing up Kelly's phone since I left Monica's, but she's not answerin'. I've been sittin' here on this damn couch all night staring at my phone, drinkin', smoking, and not even carin' about what's going on at the trap. My niggas been blowing up my phone but if it wasn't Kelly, I wasn't givin' a fuck. Ain't no tellin' where she went after she left with WIlly. She could be with that nigga Richmond or Richard... whatever the fuck his name is. I ain't going to sleep till she come over and try to get her stuff. I call her phone one last time, but some nigga answered the phone. 

???: "Hello?" 

PJ: "Mannnn, who da fuck dis is. You got my girl phone bruh. Richard, I'll fuck ya shit up." I just kept going on until I noticed that this nigga voice sounded like a bitch. 

Darren: "NIGGA!!!! Calm the hell down this is Darren." I got quiet as fuck. "Kelly is in the shower, and she don't need you calling and stressin' her out okay. I can tell you drunk as hell, so go sober up okay?" 

PJ: "Is she still comin' over tonight? I really fucked up bruh. I need to talk to her... Can I?"

*Kelly talking in the background*

Kelly: "Hang that up. I don't want you talking to him." Hearing her say that shit really hit me hard.

Darren: "No she's not coming tonight... Gotta go." Then after that the line went blank.

I couldn't fucking sleep. All I want is Kelly here next to me. I wanna lay my head on her shoulder and rub on her stomach. She's having my baby... damn. I promised Kelly after being with her for 2 years that there would be no more games. We've been together since she was 13. Why'd I have to fuck up now man. I started going through our old pictures and text mesages till I blacked out.

Kelly's POV

After I got out the shower I came in and saw Darren talking on my phone. I could hear PJ's voice on the other side. I told him to hang it up. After saying a few more words, Darren, hung up and and then handed me my phone.

Darren: "Peaches, you gotta talk to him. I can tell he's been drinkin' and that nigga is wasted as hell. You know he ne--" I cut him off. I know PJ got problems with his drinkin' and I've always been there to help him. I love him, I'm just tired of babysitting his grown ass. And on top of that he continues to fuck over me. How much should I have to take? I gotta worry about me and this baby.