|Chapter 8|

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I don't feel like revising so if I make mistakes just ignore it. Hope you like this chapter though.
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Hazel

Turns out I couldn't even get myself together while I was in the room printin the pictures cause they came in there by me.

"Can you tell me now?" Ava asked me, clearly becomin more and more fascinated learnin about herself.

"I said wait til I'm done printin these pictures."

"But you takin too long."

"I just got back here."

"And we know it 'ont take dat long to copy some damn pictures."

"Shut up August."

"Can you pleaseeeeeee tell it right now?" Ava whined.

"Ima tell ya baybeh cause she playin." August said sittin down. "Aight so look, me and Hazel did some grown up stuff-"

"She said how her birth went not how she got here." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Aight Aight chill man I'm gettin thea. But yea I took ya mama out to eat afta we came from da doctors office and then afta dat we went to go get some gas. When we was comin from da gas station some nigga ran into us and we went ta flippin and tumblin." He demonstrated with his hands. "Man whoeva dat was made my ass fly through the windshield and go rollin on da ground. Then they had the nerve to run me ova so I was usin my arms to crawl o-"

"That is not what happened Ava." I laughed at her expressions as August spoke.

"Yes it is mane how would you know?"

"No nigga how would you know? Yo ass was knocked unconscious." I said makin Ava laugh.

"Dat ain't funny." He said makin a straight face.

"Then what happened?" Ava faced me.

"He was right about the doctors appointment, goin out to eat, and the gas station, but after the car hit us August got knocked out."

"You was scared?" Ava asked.

"Yea cause I was basically all by myself."

"Awww da baybeh was scared." August cooed as he got up and hugged me. "You good cause I'm hea now."

"Yeah I am now shut up and let me tell the story." I pushed him off me.

"Yea." Ava looked at him and frowned. "SHHH!!"

"Shhh!!" August mimicked her.

"But anyway I didn't wanna call the police cause they be takin too long to get there and plus their operators be askin wayyyy too many questions and sometimes it be soundin like they don't care. I ended up textin Juan and Javier and they called the police as they came to help me but when I felt your head is when I lost it."

"Ahhhh!!" I screamed in pain and leaned over. "Somebody please help me!"

Nobody wanted to stop and help me, and the fact that they can see we were in an accident and still don't stop to help distresses me. I'm all alone and scared because my boyfriend is knocked out and I don't know whether my baby girl is still alive or possibly dead because I'm bleedin like crazy.

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