Cyrus
"I want my mommy! Now!" I breathed out crying. I was the hardest bitch ever but now I wanted my mother and I didn't care how anyone felt about it.
"Calm down, Cy." Noble said as I shrugged.
"Don't tell me what the fuck to do! Go get my mom and find Kenya!" I yelled. Being calm was the last thing on my mind. My friend could be anywhere with anyone and anything could be done to her. A million thoughts and emotions filled me at once.
Lani sat me down and tried to calm me down. I could hear Noble in the distance giving instructions over the phone to bring my family and his mother here. Having them all around me would make me feel safer and more at ease to see them all well.
"I'm so scared, Lani." I breathed out as she looked in my eyes and only nodded holding me closer. I could tell she wanted to speak but she didn't know what to say in this moment.
"Let me talk to her." I heard Noble say as Lani kissed my forehead before leaving us alone in the living room. I rubbed my belly mindlessly before speaking to him.
"You're supposed to protect me Noble. I don't feel protected."
"I never let nobody touch a fucking hair on your head, Cy and I never fucking will. Anybody that even thinks about harming you has been dealt with and you know that." He said as I nodded. I was scared and talking out of my head. Noble has never let anyone hurt me let alone disrespect me and that's what I loved about my man the most. He doesn't fuck around when it comes to me.
"I love you so much." I began to cry. I would lose my mind if I ever lost Noble, my friend, my protector, the love of my life. But, like every hood story this shit only ended two ways and neither of them were good for me.
"I love you too mama." He held me. "Imma figure out who's doing this. And I promise they are fucking dead on my fucking mother. Imma find Kenya. Imma find who shot at Grams and whoever came in here and did that shit to your dogs. The motherfucker had some big balls but imma cut that shit off."
I sat and looked at him. I didn't have any words or thoughts. I just knew that I wanted all this shit to be over. My son would be here soon and this is not how I wanted to live.
We always had to look over our shoulders and pray that the people we loved made it back home. I used to love this shit. It excited me once upon a time. The money, the drama, and even the beef. But today, I sit pregnant as hell regretting everything that I used to love.
I created this lifestyle for myself and now I hated every minute of it. My friend was gone and all I could think about was how she must feel right now. Scared, confused, hurt. I couldn't imagine the emotions that I would be feeling if they would have taken me instead of her.
Grams had fought for his life and won. I was grateful but I was also tired. Who else had to hurt and be taken away from us before we realized that the streets don't love no fucking body?
"Where's my baby?!" I heard my mother's voice as I jumped from my spot.
"Mommy!" I called as she rushed over to me kissing my face and holding me. I don't care how old I am my mother's love was all I needed in times like these.
"You're okay?" She asked as I nodded. "I got her, Noble. You do what you need to do."
"Thanks ma." He said as he kissed her forehead then my own.
"I love you." He said as we shared a kiss.
"I love you more. Noble, please come back home to me." I said hearing my voice crack. He stared at me before kissing me again as well as my stomach. Of course my baby boy was going crazy in my belly enjoying the affection his father gave.
"Always." He said once again before he left along with Mars. I watched the door hoping he'd come home to me. But as usual all I had was prayers and hope.
"He'll be back, Cy." My mother assured me as I nodded hoping that she was right.
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