Right Through My Thug Love

~Star~

Standing at 5'4 feet, d-cup sized breasts, ghetto booty, hazelnut eyes, thick eyelashes, and auburn colored hair I have a rough life. I live with my abusive boyfriend because my mom kicked me out after finding out I was pregnant. I'm only sixteen years old, but I am a great mother; even though I haven't had my baby yet.

Yes, I know who my baby's father is, but he wants nothing to do with neither of us.

"Jamaal Tinsley, why the fuck would you have sex with me if you didn't won't anything to do with us!", I yelled; rubbing my six month belly. I was currently back at his house, yelling at him for one reason; so he could understand that this was his baby I was carrying.

"Bitch, first of all yo hoe ass wanted to have sex; so don't come to me with that bullshit! And how the fuck do I know that that's my baby?", he asked; walking away from me.

"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you, niggah! You are the only person I slept with, I gave yo ass my virginity! This is your fucking baby, and you need to own up to your bullshit!", I said.

"Shut the fuck up, that ain't my fucking baby; so go get on somebody else's nerves!", he yelled; pushing me down. I fell on my back hard, and I mean hard. Sharp pains began to shoot through my back and stomach, causing me to cry out in pain. Jamaal just stood there, looking dumbfounded.

"Damn niggah, is you gone take me to the hospital?", I cried. He just continued to stand there, with an evil smirk on his face. I knew it was over for me and my unborn baby.