Grace Marie Ross is in her last year of high school. Her life isn't perfect and she hates it. She isn't bullied are school, she's ignored. She's abused at home by her moms boyfriend while her mom works her ass off. She's depressed. She's insecure. S...
It's been two months. Everything is great. I decided to let my momma and sister get the house, me and Grace found a place, and the job is going great. Our baby girl got so much shit it's not funny. Grace stopped doing hair for now. She finally agreed. I like the feeling of living with Grace. I come home everyday to a clean house, a great home cooked meal, and my clothes out so I can shower even though she's pregnant. She makes me feel so good shit this girl give me butterflies and I'm not afraid to admit it. I think I wanna marry this girl.
While I was eating lunch I got a message. It says Maybe:Alexis
💜Grace💜
I just pulled up to the hair salon. I grabbed everything I needed then went in. I didn't see the person who normally do my hair which is odd cause she's always here and never misses any of my appointments. "You're here for Cherri right?", a lady asked.
"Yeah, she's not in?", I asked.
"She got fired. She stole about $5,000 from the shop over the course of four months." I hugged and shook my head. She couldn't let a bitch know? "Tony is finishing up right now and don't have any clients. I can see if he can take you if you would like. Here's a book of his work." She gave me the book and I looked through the pictures. He slay.
"Can you see if he'll take me?"
"Of course, have a seat." I sat down and scrolled through Instagram.
"Hey I can take you now hun.", a guy said. I'm guessing Tony. This man got a little sugar in him now I know my shit fenna be slayed.
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I followed him to his station. I sat down. "Okay so let me know what you want and I'll tell you how much before we get started.", he said.
"Money isn't a problem I just need to get slayed but I want a frontal sew in.", I said.
"Period pooh I got you." I gave him the hair. He gasped. I looked back.
"What's wrong?"
"The due on this is just.", he said acting emotional. "You just gotta hook me up with who be dying your hair cause baby this shit is beautiful.", he said. He so dramatic. I laughed.
"I dyed it. I do hair but don't like doing my own. Plus I stopped until I drop.", I said.
"Well imma need you to hook me up boo." We talked and laughed as he did my hair. He really cool as fuck.
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I just finished dinner. I made fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, and biscuits.
Once I turned the stove off I heard Troy come in. "Hey babe.", I said smiling.
"Hey baby. I like your hair.", he said kissing me.
"Thank you, you wanna eat or shower first?"
"Imma eat so it don't get cold."
"Okay I'll make your plate.", I said.
"Thank you baby.", he said. He kissed my head then grabbed us something to drink then left.
I took our food to the dining room then we ate. "I got something to tell you.", Troy said.
"What's up?", I asked.
"Alexis, the girl at the party, reached out to me."
"For?"
"She said she's pregnant.", he said. My eyes wide wide.
"What you just say Troy?", I asked.
"She said the night she got me drunk I passed out after all that happened and she came back and did it."
"Do I look dumb?"
"What you mean? I'm being serious.", he said.
"Let me see.", I said crossing my arms. He took his phone out his pocket and gave it to me. I unlocked it then went to his messages. I saw Maybe:Alexis and opened it. What he said was true. How could he let this happen? "How could you let this happen?", I asked tossing his phone on the table.
"I didn't let shit happen Grace! I was passed out!"
"Bro fuck that! You let that bitch do it! You damn near wanted her to how you were acting." He got up then picked his plate up and threw it breaking the glass making me jump. He looked at me red.
"You telling I wanted her to fuck me while I was knocked out?", he asked.
"Obviously!", I yelled. "We done bro. You got a whole b-"
"Oh so you wanted it too when your moms boyfriend did it right?!" Did he really just throw that in my face?
"Why would you say that?"
"How could you say that Grace?! She got me drunk and took advantage of me and you blaming me! Fuck you Grace! We can be over I don't wanna be with a chick like you!", he yelled. He stormed out without his phone.
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Me:Is Troy there? His momma:No I haven't heard from Troy since this morning. Why? Me:We just got into an argument and he left his phone here. His momma:Oh okay he's not here honey. I'll let you know if he comes by. Me:Okay thank you.
We hung up. I feel so bad. I blamed Troy and what he said was true, she took advantage of him. When what happened to me happened he was there and he didn't blame me but I blamed him. I just want my baby to come home so I can hold him.
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It's 3 in the morning and he's not home. I'm worried. I really am.
I rubbed my stomach to help me calm down. It's weird but my baby calms me down. I can rub my stomach and feel like everything's fine. It's not working right now though. What if he doesn't come home and is really done with me?
My eyes got watery as my phone rang. I looked and it's Stacy. It's a guy Troy works with girlfriend.
Me:Hello? Stacy:Hey you wanna unlock the door? Troy came over to our house and got drunk as fuck. I'm driving his car back. Babes in his car with Troy. We'll be there in less than 5 minutes. Me:Okay, here I come.
We hung up. Thank God. I went and opened the door. I stood there until they pulled up. Stacy pulled in first. They helped Troy in then up to our room. I hugged Stacy and thanked her then they left. Troy is drunk as fuck. I don't know if he sleep or passed out.
I took his shoes off then undid his belt. When I tried unbuckling his pants he grabbed my wrist tight and looked at me with low eyes. "It's me baby, it's Grace.", I said.
"Grace?", he asked slurring my name loosening his grip.
"Yeah it's me baby. I'm just getting you out of your work clothes." He let my wrist go then I finished he helped as much as his drunk ass could. I appreciate it though. After I got him tucked in I made sure everything was locked then grabbed some water and a trash can.
After I put everything down I turned the lights off and laid down. He turned me over and laid my my chest. I held his head then kissed his forehead.
