• Monique's P.O.V •
I didn't know what to think about what Dejour said to me, he was just.. different. Harmony got his head fucked up, you can tell. But my head is fucked up too. Shit, my life a lil fucked. I got love for two people. How? I don't even know.
They're both different types of people. Jamal is sweet and he would think twice about doing me wrong, he's also gotta focus on basketball though. Dejour isn't as sweet because he just grew up and was raised inna hard environment, he doesn't exactly think all the time before he makes his decisions either.
Then, here I am, with a child. I needa get it together before I start being a hoe, real shit. Jamal been here since I went back 'home', so imma stay with him. It's only right. And if it's his baby, I can forget about Dejour all together. If not, uh..
"Mo!" I hear Chris call as I walk in.
"Yee?"
"I asked her," he says, cheesing.
A smile flashs across my face, "Imma take that as, she said yes?" He nods.
"Aw Chrissy!"
"Calm down, but aye, lets have a cookout tonight."
"Oh yes! Invite Niesha, Dom, Alexis, Darius, DJ, Jamal, Jermaine, Romie, Kaliyah, and Bryce."
"Gotchu. Oh, and Mal is home."
I nod and head downstairs. Jas and Mark are still doing wedding stuff and Jamal's on the couch watching basketball.
"Babe."
"Hmm?"
"Am I getting fat?" I look down at my stomach.
He smacks his lips, "Really, Mo? You gained like two pounds. You aren't going to get a belly because you're so young."
"But I feel fat," I look down at my stomach.
"Shut the hell up. You aren't fat baby."
"You're bipolar as fuck my nigga," he laughs and pulls me into his lap.
"I love you," he whispers into my ear, chills go through my body.
I smirk, "I have to go pick Dom and Niesha up."
"How you gon' do me like that?"
"You love me," I laugh and head out.
I decided to walk since it's a nice day, and I need exercise. Our neighborhood is very private, it's actually gated, so theres no one we don't know getting in. You barely ever see your neighbors either, they're working hard or staying on the low.
When I walk up to their gate I say my name and the guard lets me in right away. I see mama and she's bouta leave.
"Mama!"
"Oh, hey baby!"
"How you doin'?"
"Fine, but you never come visit me no more," she eyes me.
"I'm sorry! Things been crazy.. it's just.." I look down.
"Well, shit, come on." she grabs my arm.
"Where we going?"
"Inside, you finna sit ya ass down and tell me what's going on."
"Ain't you have somewhere to go?"
"Fuck that, you the bigger issue." I smile, I love Mama, even if she ain't my blood, she treats me just the same.
We walk inside and sit down on the couch, "So what's wrong baby?"
"Everything. I seen Dejour the other day, and..it just brought back all of those old emotions. He's different, and he got Harmony knocked up. But, my baby could be his too. I feel like a damn thot."
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Monique's Thug
Teen FictionMonique is just starting ninth grade and in middle school she was the quiet, ugly, nerd. Over the summer everythings changed. Her glasses traded for contacts, her books traded for gucci and louis vuitton and the beauty in her finally comes out. She...