Mrs.Anderson

Chapter 4

~Marcus~

Another restless night in this hell hole. I tired using the thin pillow on my bunk to block out the sound of some nigga getting sodomized yet again. Thank god my sentence is winding down. I fucking hate being in jail. All i want to do is go home and be with my babygirl all day. Its that hoe Amelia's fault im here, and not with my child.

-Flashback-

My boy Calvin and I were interning a house party my other homeboy, Jaycon was throwing tonight. I've had not only a long day, but also a long ass week. All I want to do tonight is let loose and maybe find a girl to take home.

  I walked straight into the kitchen for a drink. I spotted Jay on the couch with some girl on his lap and I headed over to him, dapping him up then sat down. I was throwing backs drinks like I didn't have a care in the world, and I did plan on getting drunk.

   I was on my fourth drink when some shorty walked up to me. The closer she got the more I recognized her. Amelia Houston. The neighborhood hoe . She is know to fuck any and everyone. I hate women who degrade themselves and let any nigga in, but that's none of my business. She, out of nowhere sat right on my lap and whispered to me. "Damn your sexy, how about we go to the back and I can make you feel good daddy?" she said running her hands up and down my chest then down towards my now hard dick. I was too drunk to focuse right, so i just simply nodded.

  The next morning I awoke naked as the day I was born, with a mean headache, and someone blowing their hot ass breath down my neck. I looked over and seen this hoe naked as well "Lord please don't let me catch anything, I promise to stop picking quarters out the collection plate. Just please" I silently prayed, getting out the bed and putting on my clothes and got the hell out of there.

  It was three months later when i saw here again."So I got something to tell you" She said as we were sitting down at a table in the mall. "What Amelia? " I sighed. I really don't want to talk to this girl and I regret even being inside her. "Look nigga don't try me today ok?, but I'm pregnant."She replied nonchalantly. "The fuck you mean you pregnant? That ain't my baby" I told her." Yes it is ,cause I'm three months and we didn't use a condom " she informed me. Damnit! Im slipping. Guess I got me a child on the way. I just wish it was under better circumstances. "But you don't have to worry about it." she said . "What you mean?" I questioned with my eyebrows raised. "Im not keeping this demon the fuck I look like, I'm a stripper and 'it' would kill my body, and I'm not trying to be looking like these fat bitches out here. Plus kids are annoying." I wanted to punch the shit out of this simple minded chick . Who in their right mind says some trifling shit like that. I up got ready to leave because I just couldn't stand to look at her any longer. "Bitch, kill my child and I will kill you. The baby better still be in your stomach next time I see your ass." I spat with so much venom then walked away. I guess I scared her that day because six months later she gave birth to MY child. It was the happiest day of my life and I just wanted to protect, love, and be with my princess.

Alexis Mariana Anderson.

I tried getting full custody of Lexis but, my saint of a mother nearly beat my ass for even trying. She told me "How dare you try and take that child away from her mother, I don't care what she said people can change." Being the respectful child that I am, I listened to her. Big mistake.

One day I was picking up Lexi from her 'mother's' house. Walking into the house I could hear loud moans and groans, and then I heard faint crying. "Alexis, baby where are you?" I called out. She came waddling/running out of a hall closet. My baby was just learning how to walk and it was adorable, but I back tracked when I seen tears running down her face.What is going on? I went to search for Amelia.