Ride or Die 3: Problems

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Kris POV

Its been 2 weeks and I still havent told Zay or anyone else about my miscarriage. Im scared that he might blow up on me then go do some stupid shit. But I gotta tell him.

"Zay I need to talk to you." I said as I walked into the living room where he was watching the game.

"Whats up?"

"I-I- You know the day that I didnt wanna eat with you downstairs and lately i've been acting a lil weird."

"Yeah, so what, your pregnant."

"About that... I had a miscarriage."

"You had a miscarriage? What the hell you been doin? You killin my kids and shit! What the fuck?!" He screamed.

"I've been stressed out lately. Zay we're not ready for another kid."

"So what you sayin? You did the shit on purpose?!"

"No, I didnt do it on purpose."

"Man move!" He said as he pushed past me and out the door.

I gave him a couple of hours to calm down and tried calling him but he sent me to voicemail. I had to pick up Kristi from Diamonds house and the twins from preschool. I stopped by the trap house before going home to see if he was there, no show.

We went home and I got the kids ready to eat. They told me about their adventures at school and Kristi just sat shoving her face. She a lil chunky thing. Soon I knew they were gonna ask about where Zay was, but they didnt. They got in the bath tub and I put them to sleep. Well at least tried.

"Mommy I cant sleep." Aubrey said as she walked into the room with her Hello Kitty blanket to match her onesie.

"Baby you gotta go to school tomorrow. You gotta go to sleep."

"I want daddy."

"Daddy will be home in a minute. You can sleep with me if you want."

She nodded her head as she slid across the room to our California King Bed. I was watching the news as I saw the report on a drive by happening by the trap house. I called Zay but he still didnt answer me. I started to worry. I went downstairs to fix me some Kool-Aid (oh yeeaahh) when I heard a noise against the front door. I thought I was paranoid til I saw a figure move through the window. A key went in and my heart went back into my chest. Zay stumbled in with a bottle of Avion in his hand.

"Zay where you been. I been calling you."

"I was ouuut" he slurred. I snatched the bottle of his hand before puttin it in the trash.

"Aye I was drinkin that."

"Now you finna go to sleep. Be quiet yo kids are up there sleep."

"So, when you care about kids so much. Baby killer." he said as he walked up the stairs. The words Baby Killer echoed in my head. That left a scar.

The next morning

Zay POV

I woke up with an extreme headache and in an empty bed.

"Kris?" Fuck! I ringing went through my head.

I saw her come upstairs with nothing.

"I'm gonna go stay at a hotel for a while, until you get your mind straight."

"What you mean my mind straight."

"Your mad at me for something that I didnt mean to do and Last Night you called me a baby killer. Your fucked up."

"I was drunk last night."

"But a drunken heart speaks a sober mind." She spoke asx she walked down the stairs and out the door.