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I sat on my bed and went through the pictures from my baby shower.It was absolutely amazing.I smiled at the pictures with Jordan and I.He was such a doll.

Suddenly, my doorbell rang.I scrunched my face up because Jordan would always call before he came and my mom went back to Nevada.I carefully walked down the stairs and opened the door.

Brent stood there, poker faced with braids in his hair.He looked good as hell, but I'll be damned to let him know that.

"The fuck do you want?"I snapped at him.
"I came here to check on my son."I furrowed my brows.
"He's fine.You can leave now."I said as I tried to close the door.

He pushed it back open causing me to groan.

"What?!"I asked.
"We need to talk."
"I'll let you in through my back gate.Just walk around the side."I said as I closed the door in his face.

I went through my back door and let him into my backyard.I've exiled him from my house, but I didn't mind him being in my backyard.He sat on one of my pool chairs and took his shades off.

"What do we need to talk about?"I asked as I sat down.
"You."
"What are we talking about me for?"
"Because, you killed people and didn't even tell me about it."
"Listen, I'm not gonna repeat myself 10,000 fucking times.I told you it was self defense.I have video footage of those bitch ass niggas breaking into my house.The fucking cops know and everything, too.If you don't want to believe me, then so be it.I don't give a fuck anymore, Brent."He nodded.
"Listen, I'm not saying that I don't believe you.I just couldn't believe that you would do something like that."
"Well, believe it."
"Relax, bab- "
"Don't ever call me any little pet names like that anymore.I am not your girl, your homegirl, your bestfriend, nothing.Go home and be with your new hoe.I'm done talking to you."I got up and began to go into my house.
"What are you talking about, Y/N?"
"I saw that bitch in your car at my baby shower.You have some fucking nerve, bringing one of your hoes to my event.Keep your groupies at your house."I turned to talk to him again.
"We never officially got back together, Y/N."
"And, we never will be.Goodbye, Brent."I went into my house as Brent left through my side gate.

I was so tired of the bullshit that I go through with him.I was planning on having my baby in Nevada with my mom instead of here in California.I wasn't planning on telling him either.He can stay with his groupies and fuck however many bitches that he wants.

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2 MONTHS LATER

I was sitting in my backyard listening to my music as I sunbathed.I heard a familiar voice come onto my Beats Pill and listened closely.

Wanna fuck the world I'm a walkin' erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said "Baby, don't be mad, you know how Brent is."

Don't open your mouth if you ain't speaking good to me
I ain't built like him
You fuckin' with a G
Just 'cause I fuck you, that don't mean I trust you, I don't
You got some high hopes
High hopes, Baby
Fuck me crazy and I'll tell you 'bout me

I sat up and listened to what Brent was saying.I rolled my eyes and turned my Beats Pill off.

I haven't spoke to that nigga in 2 months now.He's been trying to contact me, but I didn't want anything to do with him and he wasn't understanding that.

I went and put my Beats Pill in my bag that I had packed for Nevada.

I went up to shower and lay down for the rest of the day.For some reason, I was feeling extra bloated and tired today.I turned the shower on and went into my room.I stopped in the doorway and held onto my stomach.I was feeling super weak and lightheaded.

Suddenly, I felt a hot sensation go down my leg.

"Oh, fuck.My water broke!!"I said to myself.

I ran to my phone and called Jordan.

"Hello?"
"ITS HAPPENING, JORDAN.PLEASE COME QUICK!!"I screamed.
"Oh, shit!!I'm already down the road!!"I hung up and called my mom.

"Hey, baby!!"
"Mommy, please get here quick, my water broke!!"I said into the phone.
"Good thing I'm already at the train station, I'm on my way!!"She said, frantically.
"Okay."I said into the phone before she hung up.

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