Chapter 16

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°•°•Quentin Jamal Isaac°•°•°

"Bria I can't keep sneaking around and helping you. If Destiny found out she'd kill me." I said. It was going on two in the morning and Bria called me asking me for help with her son. I truly felt bad for her 'cause her baby daddy wasn't doing shit for her. Her and the baby looked bad so I offered a helping hand until she find a job.

"Q, she's not going to find out. It's not like you don't anything wrong." She said.

"Bria that's not the point. The point is I'm helping you out. We already got a baby on the way. I have to focus on that. I can't keep doing this." I said handing her back her son. I don't even know git name to be honest.

"Please Quentin, just one more week is all I need." She pleaded. I sighed. I know this gone bite me in the ass.

"Fine, but after that one week I can't."

"Thank you so much." She said before walking into her room. I groaned sitting on the living room couch. I felt my phone ring. I looked at the caller ID to she Destiny face pop up. I hit the silence button before putting it back in my pocket.

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One Week Later...

°•°•Quentin Jamal Isaac°•°•

Okay so the week over and Bria ass still haven't found a fucking job. I can't keep lying to Destiny about my whereabouts. This not how I want our marriage to start out - with lies on top of lies.

"Okay we can leave now. They said that they'll give me a call when to come back in for an interview." Bria said. I nodded. We made our way back to her car. She put him in the back before getting in. I didn't have shit to say. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with her ass anymore.

"Why you so quiet?" She asked.

"Just drive I got places to be."

"Where you going, home to wifey?" She asked with an attitude.

"Where I'm going is none of your fucking business. You stay your ass on the sidelines where you belong." I snapped.

"Why her? Why couldn't I get a second chance? I miss us." She cried. I smacked my lips wishing she'd hurry the fuck up. I don't have time for no emotional ass bitch. I ignored her questions.

Ten minutes later we were pulling up in her driveway. I quickly got out the car and got in mine. I put my key in the ignition and pulled off. She can have that shit she on. She lucky I helped her ass in the first place.

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Devon was on my ass again about this Bria thing as soon as I walked in the trap.

"Bruh, Destiny pregnant with your child and you out here helping Bria bout it ass. That's foul as fuck. You better tell Destiny before she find out from someone else - which will make it worse. You know Destiny don't give a fuck. Plus y'all about to get married in three weeks. What the hell wrong with you? That's my fucking sister and you doing this shit to her!" Devon said.

"I'mma tell her."

"You said that two days ago and she still don't know." He shook his head before walking out. I leaned back in my chair.

I need to tell her.

°•°•Destiny Adrianna Harris°•°•

I'm really trying not to go to jail while pregnant because that's what Quentin is about to make me do. This nigga will not answer his phone. He think I don't be awake when he leaving in the middle of the night when his phone ring.

I don't care who the bitch is, but I will not come second to no one, but my child.

I got up to go get me something to eat from McDonald's since Quentin's not answering his phone. My fucking back and feet killing me and he's nowhere to be found. He at the trap. That's a lie! I throw on some shoes and grabbed some money and my keys.

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McDonald's drive thru line was too long so I got out and went inside. I was not about to be waiting that fucking long in no drive thru.

I stood in line for ten minutes until I got to order my food. As I was seating at a near by table some dude slid into the chair in front of me.

"Are you Destiny?" I looked at him.

"Why?"

"I was told to show you this." He said pulling out a phone. I grabbed the phone and looked at a group of pictures. I handed him back the phone when my number was called.

"Thank you." I said. He nodded before disappearing. I got my food and left.

Wait 'til I see Quentin.


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