drugz - lil xan

35

Angie's POV.

i wake up to loud banging at my front door. i suddenly panick because i think its a robber. i struggle getting up from my customized angie bedsheets and go downstairs quietly making sure that im not making any noise. i go get a knife in the kitchen and tip toes to the door looking through that thing that you can look through to see whos at the door.

i saw diego still banging on my door repeatedly. i open the door and he rushes in. "Angie, im so sorry. i didnt mean for this to happy i-" he started to say. but i cut him off.

"lmao, you think its okay for letting your ratchet whore ex girlfriend come to my baby shower and dance on the table? is that why youre apologizing?" i ask him.

he looks at me and nods and says "i kicked her out after you ran- well wobbled up the steps in locked yourself in the bathroom." i study his face.

he had red eyes, an pale face, and he just looks depressed. "its fine diego. i dont care anymore. im 30 weeks." i say to him softly.

"why did you post you sitting on a car?" diego asks me. "well, i got a gift from catherine and some other friends and after that i found out i was pregnant.. so that was when i wasnt fat." i say.

"stop it. you arent fat. youre beautiful and youre gonna be a great mom. and im gonna spoil the shit out of Alecia (pronounced a-lee-cee-uh)" diego says confidently.

were not naming the child that, but i decided to go along with it. i didnt want him to be upset or whatever. he has more mood swings than i do. and im pregnant.

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sorry for short chapter. i have school in a bit :) adios