Preachers Kid (Book 1)

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Gabby Pov

"Man you need to find you an apartment" Kham say making me roll my eyes

"Nigga leave me the hell alone" I say "Logan don't give a fuck about this apartment anymore. Therefore I can take my time"

"Bro she do give a fuck" he was really trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince me

Everybody know that girl is not coming back. I'm surprised she even stayed here that long. I guess she was looking out more for her baby than herself because of Chance wasn't here she'll probably fight us and sleep in her car.

"You keep telling yourself that" I say scrolling on Instagram

I wasn't going to tell him but I'll be leaving ASAP! I don't like being in others space and since what went down I feel a little out of place. My fault I'm feeling this way but that doesn't change anything.

Plus my parents reached out to me and I refuse to raise my baby in poverty. I want my baby to love the lavish life. He or she might have to do something they don't enjoy but they'll do it in Chanel shoes instead of forces. Nothing wrong with forces I just prefer Chanel. 

I continued to scroll and I came across Rays page. I clicked on it and started scrolling. I see she back with Chase. Everybody should've known that was going to happen. It was a FaceTime screenshot. Chase always been cute to me but she's picking up a little weight in her face. She still cute though.

"Bro you being a hoe for real! It's my birthday and I still don't got my damn son" Kham yell at the phone like he's been doing since she left "you bet not have my son at a nigga house and if I find out you got him somewhere I don't approve then I'm gone shoot it the fuck up. That's on my son"

Voicemail after voicemail. I know that girl mailbox is full by now. I understand he miss his son but he should give her the space she deserve. Not that my opinion matters

"You got a nigga" Kham ask "cause you need to tell him some shit so you can be in the same boat as me"

I scrunched my face up "Logan's stupid ass doesn't even know what happened" I got up and put my shoes on and grabbed my things before I walked out

I don't have time. I got in my car and pulled off. I might as well go to my parents house.

I got to the house and felt out of place. All these beautiful cars and I'm in a Honda.

Instead of just walking in the house I rung the doorbell. Trying to have some type of respect.

Surprisingly my mother answered. Her eyes stayed on my huge belly. "Hello"

"Gabs, what? Come in" she opened the door and I walked in as she locked the door "can I get you anything"

"No I'm fine. Just came to visit" I smile

"When did this happen" My mother ask

"Six months ago" I rub my stomach

"And the father" jump right to it

"He died in a car accident" she doesn't have to know the truth. It's not her business.