Ebony P.O.V
Where is Treyvon he hasnt called in hours and i mi-- no dont think that your not a wimp, remember dont catch feelings.
"Treyvon.." As soon as i said that this nigguh walked through the door with some cool aid smile on his face like nigguh really what got you so damn happy?
"Hey Ebony, hows your day been?" He ploppled down on the sofa
"Waiting for you stupid nappy ass to come back so you could celebrate my BIRTHDAY with me" i snapped at him.
"Oh..well let me make it up to you let me take you out to dinner or something--" he got cut off by his phone ringing, heathers face flashed across the screen.
"how about you just spend it with one of your hoes?" i walked out the room and went into the kitchen, i know this sounds silly but me eating controls my anger. this is why im over weight, fr fr.
Treyvon P.O.V
After Ebony left the room i immediately started to feel bad, I ignored the phone 3 more times before actually picking it up
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT HEATHER?!" i shouted into the phone
"Thats no way to talk to your baby mother, smh" she said
"well first off why are you calling my phone-- wait did you just say Baby mama?" i puzzled, i swore under my breath, i was only 16 i didnt need this kind of shit in my life bringing up babies and shit.
"Thats right im pregnant baby! are you happy for us?" she questioned
"Uh Heather i'll swing by later and we will talk about this ight?" i said caressing my temples.
"Okay sure maybe we can go looking for cribs and things!!" i heard her clapping her hands excitingly
"ight bye" i hung up on her,
"FUCK!" i punched a hole in the wall. 2 hoes one baby, how is this going to turn out?
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50 Shades of Phat
RomanceEbony has had a hard life style. From her parents dying to her step-mother abusing her. Will she ever see the light at the end of the tunnel
