-Tuesday, January 1st, 2019
ETHAN POV
It was now officially the 1st.
2019.
And I was in the hospital, waiting to see if the my child, that was currently being carried by the love of my life, was gonna live or not.
What the fuck.
I was kind of sad that she didn't tell me, but I couldn't stay mad.
We were young but fuck it. No abortions or anything. I got an apartment now, and she has a house, we'll make this shit work.
I've wanted a mini-me for so long. I can only hope for the best.
We got her dad caught up in everything and once she seemed relaxed enough, I brought up our little one.
I'd asked if it was okay if I could talk to her alone and they respected that.
"You're 5 weeks, baby."
"I know, I found out a couple days ago. Hope you're not mad that I didn't tell you, I was scared."
"Don't ever be scared to tell me nothing like that. I wouldn't ever leave you bruh, kid or not. Especially if we had a kid. You're my shorty, and you ride for me, I got you bruh."
"I love you, E."
"I love you more."
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📍Raquel and Dakota's House
RAQUEL POV
She was doing fine but somehow, I had this feeling.
Something wasn't right.
She was fine, and we'd just received the news that the baby would be fine but still.
Something felt off.
Very off.
I tried to brush it off but I couldn't.
I went into my bathroom and washed my face before applying a charcoal face mask.
I tied my hair up and as I was exiting my room, I heard yelling. Aggressive ass, loud ass yelling.
I instantly recognized the voice, it being Ethan.
Jacob was running an errand, and Dakota was in the hospital still.
Sometimes Ethan will yell at the game and shit but this was nothing like that.
The door to his room was open and I peeped in, seeing him on FaceTime with a female whom appeared to be in lingerie. He was repeatedly telling her that what 'they had' couldn't go on anymore cause he had a kid on the way.
She pleaded repeatedly and he kept saying the same thing;
'Bitch we can't do this shit anymore! What we had is fucking done! I got a kid on the way!'
