August POV
I opened my eyes slightly, yawned and looked over at the bathroom. Jewel was crouching over the toilet, throwing up. I sighed and helped her clean up as she brushed her teeth.
"Babe, this shit is annoying." She pouted, putting her tooth brush back. I stood up from cleaning the toilet and kissed her cheek.
"I know, we gon' get through it." I said resting my chin on the top of her head. She looked up at me and smiled.
"Baby shower in a week." She commented.
"Yeah, I know. I'm ready. For everything I mean. I know this is my first child and I should be nervous, but I'm not...because I know I wanted to have my first with you." I cheesed and chuckled. She giggled and walked back into the room and got dressed. I looked at her crazy cause she was wearing red bottoms at 6 months pregnant.
"Where the fuck you finna go?" I yelled.
"Store. Gotta look cute." She smiled and looked at her feet.
"Take em off." I demanded.
"What? Why?" She tested. I glared at her. She huffed, took of the shoes and grabbed her converses.
"Better?" She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, don't roll yo eyes at me now." I warned.
"Mhmm." She said. She grabbed her hoodie and headed downstairs. I followed her.
"I love you!" I yelled after her.
"Yeah, yeah. Me too." She said looking back at me. I pouted and she came over to me and kissed me all over my face.
"Muah! I love you too." Then she walked out the house. I shook my head and chuckled as I walked back up the steps. As I walked in our room, I saw my phone light up on the night stand. I grabbed it and got nervous.
Ace- let me know when you stop being a bitch and kill that thing.
August- Bitch, I know...but fr Ace, I think I'm catching feelings.
Ace - Nigga, 'feelings' ain't in my vocabulary. Bye!
I sighed and laid back on the bed. I was afraid. I don't even know why i made this bet with Ace and the niggas. I didnt wanna kill my own seed.
Ace POV
This hoe was supposed to been killed this dumb ass baby. We den sent niggas to kill that baby cause August tripping. 'Catching feelings'. Bitch please. He annoying asf. Fuck this bet. I'm just gon get somebody to do it for me. I'm finna call James.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Aye James." I said.
"Yeah, nigga?" He answered.
"I need you to kill Jewel baby." I said.
"But, Ace man. That's my own seed. My daughter. I can't do that to her. That's my grandchild in her man. Don't make me do it. Please." He pleaded. At first I felt bad, but then I thought about it. Feelings ain't in my vocab.
"Kill it, or you gon be the one being killed." I threatened and hung up.
This hoe dead meat.
