Chapter 3

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Sasha pov

We just look at the baby

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We just look at the baby. I look at Shay she gives me pleading eyes. I pick up the baby girl. Shay pick up the basket. We walk to the living.

Ash: how much did I drink?!


Sasha: I'm asking myself that too.

I bounce the baby I put her pacifier back in she calms down.

Shay: there's a note!

I grab it and read it.

Sasha: dear Shay I'm sorry to do this but I'm not ready to be a mom. She is yours I swear you were my first and only. Her name is Atlas Noa Mitchell. I won't come back for I'm sorry. She's 3 months old and doesn't take bottle. Her birthday is August 5. Good luck.

Shay takes the note.

Shay: no no no! I'm not ready! Plus there is no way that baby is mine!

I look at the baby then Shay.

Sasha: she's yours besides the eyes.


Shay: no no! I don't even know who the girl is! I was so drunk!


Ash: that's so fucked up.

Troian: what are you going to do?


Shay: I'll find her a nice family.


All of a sudden I hit Shay over the head.

Shay: aw what?!

Sasha: she's yours no one else's. Plus you can't do that I like her.


I smile at the baby.

Sasha: hi!


Shay: nope put her down. I'm finding her a family!


Sasha: over my dead body.

Shay: come on I'm not ready!


Sasha: Shay grow the fuck up! Stop acting like a kid. Take responsibility.

The baby starts to whine.

Sasha: here you want your daddy?


I look at Shay.

Shay: no no.

Sasha: hold her head up and relax. Baby's know when your tense.

I hand her to Shay she calms down right away. I smile I knew Shay would be a good dad.


Shay: I can't do this.

Sasha: yes 3 days and if you really can't we'll find her a home.


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