Chapter 8

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Trina P.O.V


After we ate dinner and had a nice conversation on where we see our relationship going and I must say the conversation we had I cant wait to grow stronger together. Chris and I started of as something horrible and even though we had more downs than we had up I'm willing to try and make it work as long as the fighting stops.

On our way home I took over the radio and listened SZA- Love Galore Ft. travis Scott and I sung my little heart out.


Why you bother me when you know you don't want me?
Why you bother me when you know you got a woman?
Why you hit me when you know you know better?
Know you know better
Know your crew better than you do
Call me looking for ya
I be looking for ya
Got me looking forward to weekends
With you, baby, with you, baby
With you, baby, with you
We do whatever we want, go wherever we want
Love however we want, it don't matter
You'll do whatever I want, get whatever I want
Get whatever I need, it's about...

Love, love, love, love, 'long as we got
Love, love, love, 'long as we got

"Babe! you really have to sing that loud?" Chris said laughing.

"Yessssss you just dont understand it." I replied.

"So lets put it on something we both understand then." Chris said switching the station getting me upset.

           (Chris)

She was the baddest, I was the realest
We was the flyest, up in the building
(We was) countin' this money, lovin' the feelin'
Look at you now, in love with a hitta
But now it's all eyes on me, and it all lies on me
To say somethin' to your pretty ass
Some hood shit, like "what you looking at?"
Cause I'm good for that, Birkin bags, I'm good for that
Might just be your plug for that
You might fall in love with that, got love for that
What's your name? Who you with?
Where you from? You the shit
Choose and pick, get the right one
All these chicks, got to like one
All these hit you, got to like one
All these bottles, got to like some
All these models, got the right one
What you gon' do? Hide or run?
(Whoa, you ready)


         (Trina)

He was the realest, I was the baddest, we was the illest
When he approached me, I said, "Yo what the deal is?"
In and out them dealers, rockin' chinchillas
I got him in the back of that 'bach, I think he catchin' feelings
Now it's all eyes on us, and this all lies on trust
And if them bitches wanna trip, tell 'em they tour guides on us
This kitty cat on reclusive, he duck, duckin' them gooses
I put him on to that new new, now he only fuck with exclusives
He was like (What's your name?) My name Nick
(Where you from?) New York in this bitch
(Choose and pick) You got the right one
All them hoes, ain't nothin' like them
Nigga you know you'd never wife them
None of them niggas ain't never hit this
Still at the top of all their hit lists
What they gon' do? Meek and Nick

I started to cheer up whiles singing my verse as we shared looks and felt on each other. When we pulled up home I dont know what happened but the baby started kicking up a storm in my stomach.

"Owwwwwwwww." I draged rubbing my belly so the baby would calm down.

"Whats wrong babe?" Chris asked.

I took his hand and placed in on my stomach.

"Thats my little track star right there baby." Chris said before kissing my stomach.

"Well your little track star is about to get spank if he don't stop." I said coming out the car before we both shared a laugh.

After we got inside I quickly rushed to the bathroom to empty out my bladder. I swear I think I'm over being pregnant, between the weight gain, the morning sickness, the back pains, the constant going to the bathroom. I think I can say I've had enough.

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