My Issa

Chapter 18... Secrets?

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We'd been back in the ATL for a few days, almost a week now and I haven't seen Issa... besides when he comes home and leaves in the morning. When he speaks to me its really short and sweet but I can sense the anxiety in his movements and body language. I tried to assume it was just the thought of the baby bothering him, since we are so young. But something just isn't sitting right with me. That being considered, I decided enough of the bullshit. Somethings gonna change today. I got up before him and found his car keys and phone. I hid them in the cabinet in the kitchen and listened to him shuffle around the house getting ready to leave, as I waited at the island in the kitchen. He's never really seen me upset so this should be interesting.

"Sasha! Have you seen my keys?" He called coming down the stairs. 

"Have a seat." I tied up my hair and crossed my legs watching his face contort up in confusion.

"Sasha I dont-"

"Have time," I interrupted. "Yeah actually you do. Don't know what the hell could be more important than your pregnant girl needing to speak with you, since you're so busy. Now sit down." 

He sighed and sat on the counter. 

"Where have you been?"

"The stu-"

"Issa dont lie. I know when you've been in the studio. I suggest you not try that. So I'll ask again, where have you been?"

He huffed and started to get up, trying to walk away. 

"What the hell, Issa." I started following him.

"You told me not to lie and I damn sure am not telling you shit."

"Fine then. Here," I stopped walking. I took the ring off, "Take your ring." After dropping it on the couch I spun on my heel and went to go up the stairs to our room. 

"Sasha! Wait!" He yelled after me. I quickly drug out my suitcase packing whatever I could grab. Im not doing this. I heard him run up the stairs. "Babe, what are you doing?"

"Im not staying here. Not with someone who can't tell the truth."

"Where are you gonna go?" 

I zipped up the bag and began to leave mumbling, "Somewhere over the f*cking rainbow. Call me when you're ready to act like the adult you claim to be." I left the house, ignoring his calls. Leaving the house, I got a feeling in my gut but I refused to turn around. I drove and drove until I got to my parents house. I didn't even realize I had driven here. I didn't go inside though, I parked my car in the driveway and settled on walking through the neighborhood. The little voice in my head said something was off and that I needed to get back to my car but I needed this air.

My hands unconsciously went to my little belly. Im guessing it had been 2 months since I conceived, Im not sure but Im definitely showing a little. 

'My precious little one,' I thought. 'Daddy is making a very bad mistake.' 

Walking back to my car, I got the very familiar sense that someone was following me. When I walked to my car I saw his reflection behind me. He'd slammed my door shut and spun me around to face him.

"You think you can just threaten me huh?"

"Ju-ju-juli," I stuttered.

"Yeah b*tch." I couldn't feel my phone on me, I was so frozen. My blood felt like ice in my veins when I noticed a very large blade in his hand. "You pretend to be so tough. So happy," he stroked my throat. I pushed myself further into the car, hoping to get away from him some how. "Wheres that little boyfriend of yours," he mumbled in my ear.

"Please just leave me alone," I struggled to get out. 

"See thats not an option. I made you dear Sasha.  You can't leave."

"Id rather die, than be with an abusive, insecure male."

He sighed, "Your choice, I guess." My face scrunched up in confusion before he plunged the knife in my lower abdomen. I couldn't even get the scream out before he jabbed me again and again. I fell to my knees before hitting the ground, hard. I watched the crimson blood run down my driveway while he walked away. Tears slid down my face as the realization hit me that not only was I definitely going to die but the small life growing inside me was gone. I could feel the lose. My hands fell to my abdomen trying to hold it together to no avail. The blood spewed through my hands. Im not sure how long it had been until a familiar voice muffled in behind me. I couldn't make it out, my vision grew blurry and weak and my body frozen.

"Tell Issa, I loved-" and I blacked out. 

I woke up in a hospital bed, familiar sight huh. Looking around trying to figure out what happened, it hit me and my hand went to my stomach. "My Angel," I whispered. Jean walked in, red eyed and swollen face. We just looked at each other before breaking down at the same time. She walked to me and put her head on my chest. "Sash-" she could barely speak. "Im so sorry, we were trying to find you but.."

"Where is he," I croaked. 

"Outside."

"Hes cheating."

"How long?"

"Since we came back, its just been weird vibes."

"Thats why you left."

"Yes."

*Jacquees POV*

I heard it all. He caused this. Her pain... knowing everything shed dealt with, he still hurt her. It'd been 2 days since we brought her in and he didn't deserve to cry. I walked to the waiting room where he sat. He looked at me hopefully.

"You should probably leave."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Que whats going on?"

"You tell me. You're the one thats cheating. You got a great girl and are f*cking it all up."

"Yo, just let me see her."

"Im not letting you in there.."

"Thats my girl. We both just lost something. Im going to talk to her," he said brushing past me. I quickly caught up to him. 

*Sasha POV*

Jean was holding my hand while the doctor shared the news officially with me. The worse part was hearing the my likelihood of ever conceiving again is slim to none. Julius had really killed me. He didn't have to take my life, he took my dreams. Thats all that mattered. After the doctor left, the door burst open with Issa and Que. I felt my heart shatter even more. 

"Jean.."

"Always.." 

"Sasha..." Issa breathed.

I turned my face away. If my stitches weren't still fresh I would've shifted my body.

"Sasha please. Don't shut me out."

"Who's the b*tch, Issa," Jean said speaking my thoughts.

"F*ck her-"

"Im sure you did," Jean said interrupting him.

"Look, she doesn't matter, just please let me be here. I love you. You know I do."

"Actually I don't know anything. Not anymore," I whispered. 

"Please.. I need you."

"Now is not the time." Jean spoke up. "I suggest you leave."

"But-"

"Good bye Issa."

PHEW THAT WAS A LOT. I been sitting on some hot sh*t if I do say so myself lolol. Promise this is not the end. But yeah... see yalllll xoxo