Chapter:60

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5 months later

Chanel

8:00 pm

My baby shower is tomorrow. I asked brynn if she will plan it for me. I get ready and put on a sun dress. brynn is taking me to a club in San Diego today.

This should be fun.

"Chanel put on something cute! you don't really have a baby bump! here put This black dress on."

But brynn , Jordan doesn't like-

"Fuck Jordan ! he's with khalil downstairs."

Okay okay, give me two minutes.

Brynn has on this navy blue tight fitted dress with heels and her hair is pin curled, so while I drive she can take them out.

Brynn

We get ready to leave , but Chanel is trying to see what shoes she want to wear. we have a certain time limit because khalil doesn't know we are going to a club.

"Chanel , come on! Before Khalil and Jordan catches us."

Okay, I'm coming!

"Now! "

We go downstairs out the back door, but little did we realize khalil and Jordan are smoking out there. so we just go out the front door.

"Brynn! where you think you going ? "

To the store baby, I'll be back.

"Ayoo Jordan come here, and why you look all dressed up for the store?"

It's just eyeliner baby, i'll be back!

Jordan: Chanel why you look dressy?

Chanel: I have on sweats, leave us alone.

"Okay, we gone call in a few,"

29 minutes later...

We finally make it to the club. Honestly I didn't tell khalil because I ain't want them to come with us. every time khalil or Jordan comes with us they always tell us what we can and can not do , tonight I just want to have fun.

"Chanel , can we go to the bar?"

Brynn you know I can't drink, Jordan will kill me.

"We'll i am!"

We start dancing and letting loose , by that time it was 12 pm, I know Khalil and his brother is worried sick but oh well.

"Hey brynn , member me?"

Who are you? the hell?

"Brielle , your ex husbands wife."

You're crazy, we never got a divorce! and never will.

"Oh sure, we'll look I'm pregnant now so , eventually you're gonna go away."

Really ? we'll I can still whoop a pregnant bitch ass!

"I will like to see you try that! "

I don't really know what happened, all I know is I threw a bottle at her head, and she cut my arm with her pocket knife.

"Chanel, call khalil, now!"

I'm calling, she's getting arrested right?

"Yes, I'm pressing charges! she cut me deep!"

Okay, he's on his way.

They take me to the emergency room, the stitch up my cut wound and give me medicine.

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