Our Love Is Real {Sequel to Thug Love}

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Mya's POV

I woke up to thr birds singing and the sun shinging through the blinds. I sat up and dlid off of the bed. I made ny way into the bathroom. I turned the shower on, stripped, and stepped in. I let the hot water hit my bare skin for about five minutes. I then washed up for fifteen minutes. I stepped out, turning the water off and wrapping a towel around my body. I did all of my hygiene and got dressed. I wore black pants, my work shirt, and sandal. I put my hair into a bun. I grabbed my purse and phone, and walked downstairs. My downstairs was a mess. I had books and papers everywhere. My laptop was also open on the couch. I also had cups and plates around. I needed to clean up but I had to go to work. I left at the house going to my job at Forever 21.

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"Thanks for shopping here, come back," I tell a customer. She grab her bags and walked off. I looked at the time to see it was 4:15. My shift and it ended 15 minutes ago. I grabbed everything I needed and headed home. I pulled up to the house. I took the car lol stepped out and went inside the house. I sighed that if I looked around the big house. I needed to start cleaning. What I became a freshman in college I moved in with Tony since he begged me. During that time him and the boys moves us girls in the kids to L.A I transfered from my old school college to UCLA. I truly love it. I was now a sophomore in college. I wanted to major in business. Anyways started cleaning up. I cleaned the bathrooms the kitchen me and Tony's room and also he's the man cave. By the time I was done I was exhausted. I wanted to just sleep but I couldn't. I had class.  so I took a quick shower. I wore some leggings, a t-shirt, a UCLA hoodie, and Uggs. I walked downstairs. I grabbed everything I needed and left.

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I was at school and one of my classes packing up. After I was done I left out. I went over to study how to study before my next class. Well I was studying I heard this couple. They whispering but I could hear them. They said they were giggling, kissing, touching, and talking about whatever. Being a devil kernel was they were having a baby. When was so excited that you made me cry.

Was I crying because they were having a baby? No! See Tony and I we're having a baby a couple of months back but last week found out I lost the baby. It really has been taken a toll on me but never let is show. Well he hasn't really been around he's been gone for 3 weeks now but he knows that I lost the baby. I have tried calling and calling him but he never answers. Sometimes his phone goes to voicemail. After a while I stop calling. I was worried about him but he wouldn't answer. I figure if he needs time to himself about the baby. He was so happy the day we found out so I know he pretty hard but for him not to call was really tearing me apart. I was stressing myself and it wasn't good for me at all. I was always worried about something. Losing the baby school work or even my job. Everybody tried helping me but all I wanted was to be in Tony's arms. The day I was getting more and more stress just because I lost the baby and I was trying to deal with it on my own. That would days where I keep telling myself it wasn't my fault that I lost the baby. But as time moves down get back your thinking that it was my fault I lost my child. I never would have made it to anyone because I will try to send me to to get help and I wasn't liking that idea. I just kept everything inside of me which I knew wasn't a good idea for me to deal with my problems on my own was a good idea at the time.

After listening to them I just got up and went away. My live close by around 10 minutes so I headed over to my building. I arrived there a little early. I sat in a seat and wrote in a notebook.  People soon started filling in and clsss started. Ask my professor was talking I was not listening at all. I was in my own world. My mind wander to tell me what he was doing. Then I thought about how life would be like if I had off kept my child. After an hour of 30 minutes in the class it was over. I packed everything up and went home.

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