50 Shades of Phat

Chapter 5 ~ You're what?! Part 2

HEATHER IN MM   

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hey guys before i start you might see a bit more of me because i am ill and off school until my cold get better, i feel lucky though soo, OH HAPPY DAY!! Anyways lets get on with the story before i start saying random sh*t.

Treyvon P.O.V

What am i going to do? i cant have a baby on the way. im too young i havent even finished school, and i wanted to get out of the hood before i even wanted my girl friend pregnant, well ima have to do some extra thuggin' now to bring in money for the kid.

"Hey uh..Ebony im going out for an hour do you want anything?" i shouted

*No Reply*

" guess you dont want anything then, im off!" i went out the door and got into my Black mercedes and i drove to Heather's, there is going to be some much shit going on once i get down there.

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I pulled up to Heather's yard and she looks out the window, once she saw me she jumped up and ran towards me.

"Awwww Baby i missed you so damn much" she said while covering my face in kisses,

"Uh yeah i missed you too" i whispered while putting her down and pecking her on the lips

"Babe come inside we have so much to discuss!" after she said that we just went inside and she kept babbling on like there was no tomorrow like tf do i want to know about cribs and shit now? i want to know how you got pregnant saying you 2 weeks pregnant and we havent have sex in 3.

"Uh Heather--"

"Oh and if its a boy we can name him Daniel or Bruce, no maybe John. Yeah i like John, John Mathias, but what if its a girl OHHH we can name her my second name Brittney! Brittney Mathias"

"Heather.." i began quietly

"HEATHER!" she snapped out of trance and turned her attention to me, i swear she turned her head so damn fast she must of gotten whip lash

"What?" she said with attitude

"Uh, how are you 2 weeks pregnant but we haven't had sex in 3 weeks?" 

"uh..Baby don't you remember ? we had sex 2 weeks ago it wasn't 3." she stuttered

"Heather..Is the baby mine?" i asked putting on a serious tone

"Of course it is im not a slag like that fat bitch" she waved me off

"For one you used to be a slag i dont know if you still are and two shes not fat and shes not a bitch--"

"Why are you supporting her over ME the girl who is carrying your child that fat--"

"you know what your full of yourself dont contact me until the baby is born and we can get a DNA test because right now your the now your the own bitch, can never trust a pretty face." i walked out and went back to my car.

Fuck My Life.