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9:53am (Emergency Room)
I was laying here for the second time in two months, and I am so sick and tired of Chris' shit. I keep getting stressed and put into shit because of bitches he used to mess with in the past, and it's so heartbreaking because I really thought that he was the one. I really saw myself marrying his big eared ass. I just don't even understand why girls would go crazy for some penis. I gave that man all of me literally, and he was so special to me. Why is this the painful reality?
"Ms.Smith. It's nurse Jackson. Are you awake?" she asked me
"Yes. I'm awake"
"Good good baby. Now, your gonna be put on bedrest for the remainder of your pregnancy. Orders from Dr.Walters."
"But I'm four and a half months pregnant. I have a corporation to run."
"Well your husband will just have to run it for you. Isn't it both of your company?"
"Yes but -"
" But nothing" she cut me off saying. "He'll just have to run the business on his own. Do you want a healthy baby?" She continued making me cry. "And you need to call Christopher or at least let him know how you're doing. That poor baby was in here crying because he knows he didn't do it. Just think about it." With that, she left.
I have never been more humiliated in my life. My blood pressure rose so high I passed out. I'm so happy I didn't miscarry. This is the second time I've been put under this much pressure during the coarse of my pregnancy, and I'm tired of this shit. I'm not even going home because I just don't want anything to do with him. As soon as I'm released, I I'll be right with my bestfriend.
Later that night
Chris
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I came out to the strip club tonight. Porsh and the kids are fine, Ro is at my mom's crib, so I'm gonna do me tonight. I've have 3 cups of lean, and drank an entire bottle of Hennessy. Some broad walks up to me and sits on my lap. I just let her.
"So daddy what's your name" she asked
"Kenneth. Kenneth Jones" I responded. I don't even know who the hell that is, but I don't ever give up my real name. It's a force of habit.
"Well Kenny. You mind if I call you that? I just wanted to see if you wanted to get outta here?" She said. Before I could even say anything, she was grabbing my hand as I stumbled out the club. I don't even know what I'm getting ready to get into, but it'll be something.
I pulled up to a small little apartment. It was cute and quaint. It seemed like she had a child, but who gives a damn. I felt the broad start unzipping my pants, and she started sucking on my dick like she ain't have no teeth. Her momma raised a freak.
"Shit" I moaned as she slurped on me like a caprisun.
She kept going and going until, I finally felt myself drift off. All that intoxication put my high yellow ass straight to bed. Guess that was God's way of telling me I didn't need things to go that far.
6:42 am the next morning Jordan
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I stretched looking next to me seeing a knocked out Chris laying in my bed. I sucked him off and made him jizz all on my face last night. I didn't get a chance to fuck him because he went to sleep too fast, and so did his penis.
I have a friend that works for the vet, so I got her to give me some of that shit that put them dogs to bed. I seen it on Ma, so I wanna see what kinda weight that shit holds in real life. I looked to the left of me on my nightstand dialing an important number.
"911 what's your Emergency?"
"Hi ma .. ma'am .. I've just be .. been raped!" I said making myself sound outta breath
"Okay sweetheart, just give me your address"
"I live in the Skyhouses in Midtown. Floor 5 Apartment C"
"Okay honey help is on the way"
"Okay ma'am hurry!" With that, I hung up the phone.
I went and grabbed his hands and dug in my scalp making him scratch it well enough for blood to come out, then I balled up his fist and punched myself in the stomach and face numerous times leaving scars.
Soon after, I heard the police burst through my apartment door then my bedroom door flew open.
*SPLASH*
He was awoken by 2 buckets full of water being thrown in my face. He looked so confused just how I wanted him.
"Mr.Brown?" One of the officers said
"You're under arrest for the rape of Ms.Jordan Walters. You have the right to remain silent, and you have the right to an attorney. Anything you say and do will be held against you in a court of law." The other officer said pulling Chris out if my bed. If I can't have him, he'll rot in jail. So now it's fuck him"
Chris
I cannot believe the night that I had last night. More importantly, I can't believe that this bitch Jordan would dare pull some stunt like this. They're bringing her in to perform some kind of rape kit shit on her. She's so confident about this. I only got one call, so I called my lawyer Mark. I told him to get my momma and Porsha's parents to let them know what happened. I need them to tell Porsha that I love her, and I'll be out as soon as I can and I'll be back to my family soon.
I gave Mark all my jewelry and I gave him my phone and took the passcode off. I should've just went home! I always gotta be so damn hard headed. Why do I put this on myself? This is honestly ridiculous, but trust and believe when I get outta here, she'll feel my raft. ___________________________________________________________________ Chileeee, I just entered into the Wattys2019, so make sure to keep reading, voting, commenting, and sharing my story. You won't believe what's gonna happen next. What do y'all think about this chapter? Interact with me y'all !!
