Married To The Game

Chapter IV (4)

KAYLA

When I woke up Chris was gone, I know he most likely went to go handle business like always. I got up out the bed took a shower, washed my face and brushed my teeth. In 2more days I will be 9months pregnant. So today I am going to get my hair, nails and toes done with Monica. I could have my baby at anytime and I needed to be cute when I bring him into this world.

I walked over to my dresser an put on some diamond studs and I put my hair back in a regular ponytail.  In the middle of me looking for something to wear I heard the door bell ring. I knew it was Monica, I went down stairs an answered it I hugged her and we both walked upstairs back to my room. She sat on the bed and we talked while I looked for something to wear.
"Where are my babies?" I asked referring to my niece and nephews.
"Girl with Keith, mama needed a break. I haven't did anything for myself in months."

"I hear you I'm so happy to be done with all my baby stuff, I finally finished painting and decorating his room so all we missing is him." I said as I put on some black jean shorts and a pink and lime green shirt with my black vans. Being that I'm as big as a fucking house these were the only shoes I could walk around in comfortably.
"I'm ready Sissy." I walked out the closet, grabbing my keys and wallet off the dresser.

When we arrived to the nail salon I got a black French tip manicure and pedicure and Monica got the regular white French tip. "So sis tell me why I saw Toya in the broward mall last week." Monica said to start a conversation while we were sitting in the high chairs getting our feet soaked.

BRANDY
"SHUT THAT FUCKING BABY UP!"

"I'm trying, if you stop fucking yelling maybe he can go to sleep!" I shouted back as i rocked my son (Marques) back and forth.
"WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU TALKING TO!?"

"Yo--" Before I could finish the first word of my sentence he slapped me, making me stumble and fall causing me to lose grip of my baby. He then got on top of me an started punching an choking me. I tried fighting back but he was just to strong. Lou was 6ft even, he was chocolate brown, he was very muscular with tattoos everywhere.

I laid there balled up while he continued to beat on me. Marques was crying louder and louder which made me start trying to fight back even more. I punched him one time in the eye which made him stop and I immediately ran over and got my baby off the floor. "YOU COULD'VE HURT HIM!" I yelled as tears filled my eyes.
"FUCK YOU & THAT BABY HOE, HE DON'T EVEN LOOK LIKE ME!" Lou yelled as he walked out the house and slammed the door. I laid Marques on the bed and quickly got our things together. I could no longer stay here, Every since I gave birth Lou started putting his hands on me none stop and my son is now 7 months. After getting all of Marques things and most of my things I put everything in my car then got my baby and left. I had no where to go, but I had to get me and my baby out of that hell whole. I drove for hours until i saw a nearby park. I parked my car and took Marques out of his car seat, I fed him his bottle and put him to sleep. After a while I put him back in his car seat. And started to cry. I thought about everything I've been going through these passed couple of months. Eventually I cried myself to sleep.

MONICA
"Alright Sis, I Love You." I said as I backed out of the drive way and headed home. She followed me here to get some Tylenol. "I'm Home!" I shouted as I locked the front door and walked up stairs. I put my purse an keys down and kicked off my shoes. Where are my babies? I wondered while searching the house room from room, then I checked the den and there they were. Keith was laid on the floor sleep, Navah was on the couch on her blanket, Cameron was laying on Keith's chest and Kj was laying right next to him with his head on Keith's shoulder. I smiled, took out my phone and took a picture and uploaded it on instagram. I picked up Navah and put her in the crib in her room. I picked up Cameron and put him in his bed. I then woke up Kj and walked him to his bed, I couldn't pick him up, because he was way to big. He 's growing up so fast, when I first met Keith he was only 1, and he will be 8 in a couple of months. "Baby." I said as I tapped on Keith's shoulder. He woke up looking around for the kids. "I put them in their rooms already, Come to bed." I said as I grabbed his hand. He got up and went to the room. I wrapped my hair up, took a shower then got in bed. I laid down on my side, Keith wrapped his arms around me from behind. I scooted back closer to him, an soon drifted off to sleep.