I had called Rakim for the 5th time in a row. I hadn't spoken to him in almost two weeks and he was caught out in Uptown with some bitch, kissing her and shielding her from the cameras.
I was his longtime girlfriend and I was pregnant. I had knew for a few weeks and when I told him he was extremely excited and told me we were going to be a family.
Rakim had been cheating throughout our whole relationship with this bitch and it had finally come to light. After he was caught with her he went on social media saying she was a one night stand and she aired his ass out.
Screenshots and pictures of them from 2015 till now were everywhere. I didn't have social media's due to life being so hectic with him and me not being able to handle it but my sister sent me everything.
He hadn't been answering my calls and he hasn't spoken to me in two weeks. I didn't know why or how long he was going to ignore me.
I was content with not speaking to him either and figured we weren't together anymore but last night I started cramping. Period cramps.
I made an appointment to see my OBGYN tomorrow and I wanted him to be there just incase I miscarried.
The door to my apartment opened suddenly making me look back. Rakim was walking in on the phone.
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I twisted my face up and rose from the couch ushering him back towards to door.
He hung up the phone and stopped me.
"You been blowing me up. What's up?" I reached for his keys and he pulled them away "What you on?!"
I needed my key off his key ring, he wasn't welcome here anymore.
"You been cheating on me, the whole time!"
"Not the whole time."
He was being so fucking nonchalant. I couldn't control myself anymore. I had been waiting for weeks to finally speak to him about this, then when he comes face to face with me he acts like nothing happened.
I punched him in the face making him grab me and hold my hands.
"What's the fuck is you doing?!"
"Get off of me. I'll kill you Rakim."
"Yo, chill the fuck out." I kept fighting him and trying to attack him "YO CHILL THE FUCK OUT"
He had yelled at me making me flinch.
"You fucking pregnant. Why you sitting here fighting and shit?"
"I haven't talked to you in weeks, bitch, and you pop up out the blue like you give a fuck. You don't fucking care about me. You got a whole other bitch!"
I swung at him again.
"You got me stressed the fuck out. Worrying about ya stupid ass." I had grabbed my glass of water from the coffee table and threw it at him, then the decorative bowl, then the glass ashtray he kept on the table.
