Poetic Justice

11

Laila

I laid in bed with Clare, his hand rested on my ass.
" I'm going to the club, and I need you too come." He said, gripping my ass tightly. Every since he found out I was pregnant, he's been overprotective. I couldn't go anywhere without him.

"Why do I have to come? I'm looking fat, I don't want too be seen by anyone." I groaned. It was true. I had a slight pudge. I didn't want anyone to say I've gotten fat, but it was going to  be apparent soon.

"You'll be fine. Wear the jeans I gotchu, get up and get ready." Clarence sat up, and left going to the bathroom.

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Clarence

Laila sat in my booth with me watching over the club. She wore some blacked ripped jeans, a white body suit that showed off her slight belly, and some white pumps. She looked amazing, plus I was excited she was carrying my seed.

Isis walked in holding papers and glared at Laila. Her look was disapproving. "I'm disgusted, you are really believing that she's having your baby." Isis chuckled and walked over to me. She sat the papers on my table and rolled her eyes. "These are some women that auditioned."

I scanned over the stack and pointed at the door, she left so i turned my gaze back to my babymama. "Let's go get something too eat for my babies."

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Laila

Clare was staring to irritate the fuck out of me, the constant badgering, and being under me was annoying.

We were now sitting in the Vip section of the club, his hands on my stomach. Kandy walked over holding two cups of Hennessy. She was about to hand me one until Clare quickly moved his hand declining for me.

"She's pregnant, she can't have this. So drink them both." He protested, she sighed and sat beside me.

"I can't believe you pregnant by him of all people." Kandy joked, Clarence glared at her. His eyes had a death stare.

He has gotten to the point where he didn't play about me or my child. I still didn't mention the possibility or someone else being a father. I felt that he would completely leave, what if the baby was his child, and he left. Kandy socialized with me for a brief moment. Over walked Jayceon and a few of his partners.

"Lay, Yeen been home in a couple days. You good?" Jay asked, his hand where in his pockets as he stared at Clare. he asked me a question, but his gaze never left Clare.

"I've been fine im j-" i was interrupted, Clare stared to speak for me which i didn't like.

"She good bro, you can get the fuck out while we at it." Clarence grew some balls apperantly nobody EVER talked to Jayceon "The Game" in such a disrespectful manner.

Before Jayceon could respond Clare raised up the silk button down. He showed off the golf 4o that was tucked into his pants.

"Not in front of my babymama" He said, nodding over to me.

"Ill hate for her to witness a death toni-"

They both drew their weapons, my heart dropped.