Chapter 4

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November 23,2019
T'erra POV*

"Who was that boy at wow wing ?" Yiana asking being petty

"Girll i called myself having a crush on him but we never talked or nun it was a silent crush then I found out he had a bm she just had a miscarriage like Tuesday tho" I told her

"And he was tryna talk to you ? AIN SHIT don't fuck wit him" she said as she ate her wings.

"I know, I'm not plus I feel bad for the girl, her name sariah"

"Mmh" she said

Sariah POV*

I'm so sad about my miscarriage and my babydaddy haven't been here for me at all this shit is sad.

"I'm so sad Timmya foreal i don't deserve this shit at all" I said to my friend on the phone.

"I know, you really need to leave him I told you he a fuck nigga" She said. This bitch don't help at all damn.

"Bitch I know that but damn he my fuck nigga" I said rolling my eyes

"Yeah okay but when he-" she was saying

"Bye this him calling right now" I said hanging up in her face.

"Hello" I said.

"Wassup you ate ?" He asked

"Yeah I cooked" I said. He bought me an apartment and fully furnished it since I graduated school early last year, I appreciate him doing this but he never here I get so lonely

"Why you ain tell me I would've came by" he said.

"I didn't think you would, you seem like you don't wanna be bothered with me lately" I said getting sad, I know he dont like when I'm upset but wtf can I do plus he the one that cause this anyways.

"Man here you go with that crybaby shit I'm on the way" he said then hung up in my face.

He used to be so sweet but our relationship got a lil rocky while I was pregnant, it was still good tho but now after the miscarriage it's like he hate me.

I wanna talk it out but he never wanna hear it.

After 20 minutes I heard a knock on the door. I went and opened it. I asked who it was but he ain say nun. He always do that. 

"Hey" I said opening the door wide enough for him to come in.

"Wassup"

"You want some of what I cooked ?" I asked

"Na uh I ate some wow wings" he said sitting down on the couch. I sat down but not close to him.

"Why you over there come here" He pulled me closer so I was snuggled against him.

"I get lonely in here" I said.

"What you mean"

"I mean I want you to move in with me I don't wanna be by myself in this apartment, we can work on our relationship and have another baby in the future" I said and he sighed.

"If our relationship is better instead of arguing all the time my pregnancy will go smoother and I won't miscarry" I said. "You heard the doctor say I lost him or her from stress" I continued to add on.

"Sariah let's go to sleep" he said.

"No why you never wanna talk to me" I asked.

"I do but not right now"

"Jay you make me feel like you don't even wanna be with me"

"I do but you always in a depressed ass mood I don't want that on me 24/7" he said.

"If I'm depressed it's because of YOU what the fuck. YOU did this to me"

"Ight Sariah I'm sorry" He said tryna grab me and pull me back on him.

I pulled away and walked to my room and layed down. He make me so sick.

"Sariah" he came in tryna kiss on me. He crazy as hell if he think we finna fuck.

"Jay move foreal. I don't want to" I said pushing him off.

He climbed in the bed next to me and cuddled up with me. Maybe he do wanna work on us just got a hard time showing it.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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