Chapter|14

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SHILOH'S P.O.V

9:27a.m @SOME PRISON IN NY...

"You're an idiot, do you know that?" Alize spoke. I looked at her with a blank face. She got beat. Her black eye barely covered with make-up. Aijah got them hands shit, I remember when she slapped me a nigga knew she was a thug just by that.

"Aye put glasses back on and good thinking by putting yo lip piercing back in." I spoke. She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Look I came here to tell you. I ain't going to even communicate with you. So if you want me to tell her anything. I'm not. I'm pretty sure she will love to kill my ass the next time." She said. I shook my. head Aijah can't kill nobody she'd probably cry more behind the gun than the person in front of it. Alize shook her head.

"I know my sister can't kill I'm talking about your child. She the real Shy, she's 100% yours fuck that 99.6% " Alize spoke. I smiled, I missed my little angel. I missed my fiancé too. I mean what I did was really retarted. I should've thought more into what I was doing. Alize wasn't the great choice. But she was the only one that could keep her mouth shut around Aijah. I should've been upfront with her.

"I just can't believe Aijah did that to your face, what did you do?" I spoke. I thought they got along, now.

"Let's just say I came off a little intimidating." she spoke. I sighed. She can be trusted to keep her mouth shut but this hoe got too much damn pride.

"How did that happen?" I asked she started to play with her hair.

"The way I told her. My attitude wasn't for her intentionally it was for that Deedrah bitch. Aijah took it the wrong way." she explained. I heard the door unlock. I looked up and it was Aijah and a lawyer. I saw the glare of anger shoot through her eyes. I was fucking scared. Aijah hit hard and she do helluva damage. Talk about ange issues.

"Aijah, baby it ain't what it look like." I said defensively she rolled her eyes and turned and picked up my baby. She turned and through the ring at Alize who was somehow underneath the metal table.

"Shiloh, I hate you like I hate a bottle of poison." was all she said, before a guard came in and unlocking the handcuffs from the table that kept me from leaving. I stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Shiloh Santos Brown, You're free to go." the lawyer and the guard spoke. I looked at them confused I had another hearing to go to. How the hell was I free to go?

"I know yo dumbass ain't trying to put the pieces together. Go after her before you loose her again!" Alize spoke, I glared at her. She was right at the same time she could've already stopped her for me. My handcuffs just came off. I ran out as fast as I could. She couldn't go that far with Shilah on her hip and with heels on. Let me just say I was wrong. She was gone. Like M.I.A gone, I didn't hear Shilah's cries nor did I hear the sound of her heels connecting to the glossy concrete. I looked down in pure disappointment. I fucked up, again all because of  the same bitch. How the fuck??

AIJAH'S P.O.V

6:45p.m @Atlanta, Georgia in a Limousine

"I'm done Daddy, Shiloh and I can't he keeps hurting me. And I'm so over it. I bought a house in Atlanta and that's where we're going to be. Tell Shy he can move on cause I'm going to." I said into the phone while sipping on some drink that was in the back of the limo.

"Mommy, daddy not coming to our house?" Shilah asked. I shook my head.

"No baby, Daddy shitted in a hole and he fell in it." I said. She cover her nose and giggled. I realized I could hide her from cursing in my home but not in the world. She's gonna have a sailors mouth as soon as she hits the fourth or fifth grade makes no sense hiding her from it.

"Daddy, stinky now huh?" she asked. I giggled and nodded. I gave her her iPad so she could watch Sesame Street. I even found my ass singing along. Shits been on TV too damn long. I pulled my phone back out and texted everyone that I was moving.

I reached for another drink as we made a stop at a light.

"Mommy!" Shilah screamed. I dropped my drink, at what I saw. If it ain't one thing it's another. How the hell this man got into the car.

"Welcome to Atlanta, Georgia! Mrs. Brown." the old geaser spoke coldly. I rolled my eyes yet I blushed. I got some deep issues.

"I don't associate with gangs anymore." I spoke, seriously. He looked at me intently studying me, he chuckled.

"You don't have to associate yourself in one. You were born into one. And this little Angel was too." the man spoke. He tapped Shilah's nose she hated when people did that so I wasn't surprised when she bit the man.

"Aghh! Shit, what is she half wolf?" the man yelled in pain. I laughed, I sneaked around to get a bottle of champagne. Shilah did an amazing job distracting him.

"I sorry, But that no hurt like that." she pointed and I swung and knocked him put cold. I gave her a high five and a hug. I looked at Shilah she had a glossy look in her eyes. I realized that this child may be the spitting image of me but is all Shiloh. I couldn't help but smile. No matter how many times I leave this loser he somehow leaves a piece of himself with me, every time.

"Driver please pull over." I spoke. He obeyed and we, well I struggled to pull the man out of the car. As he fell I got back in and felt nauseous all over again. I decided to look at the paper which had results of a pregnancy test I took, I originally wanted to open it with Shiloh before he found out he was released. I opened it and smiled but felt anger.

"Mommy, what's so funny?" LahLah asked I just shook my head, Scanning how to tell her cause only the lord knows what her reaction will be.

"Do you want a brother or sister?" I asked, she screamed again causing the car to come to another stop.

"Is everything okay?" the driver asked. I gave him a face, why didn't he ask that when we truly needed his muscle.

"Yes, we're good." I answered, without adding a threating tone.

"Mommy! I'm going to be a big sister?" Shilah asked excitedly. I smiled and nodded. I looked out the window. I regretted even drinking knowing that there was a possibility of be me being pregnant. I didn't drink much so it shouldn't do much damage to the baby, right??

I just wished I didn't walk in on Shiloh and his one and only true love...That just broke my heart and the fact I still love him is crazy.

I pulled up to my mom's newly discovered cousins house everyone was already outside waiting for Shilah and I at our new home. I grabbed up my bag and changed my shoes, and grabbed Shilah, and got out to hear all the female squeals of joy. My mom was definitely the loudest.

DAMN THEY ALL LOOK LIKE ME AND MY MOM!!! I got out and we took pictures before heading into the house.

THE END!

But I lied!!!!!!! I'm just getting started.

I was listening to Pills N' Potions by: Nicki Minaj all weekend, it was the inspiration for this chapter.

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