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Anger's pov

"Put your hand right here." She spoke softly.

I looked at her large round stomach in awe. I was nervous even though i've done this many times. But ion know for some reason i be feeling like i'm too heavy handed.

I placed my hand gently on her stomach and looked at her for assurance. She smiled at me and started giggling.

"What yo ugly ah laughin' at?" i asked her.

She just looked at me and shook her head no and continued smiling. "You know you don't have to be so scared, the baby is fully protected in here i promise."

I sucked my teeth as if i knew that. "Mcht ain't nobody scared over this way ya hurd!" I got up closer to her and kissed her all over her face.

She smiled. "You know that we got a doctors appointment tomorrow morning, so be ready for that."

I sighed and rolled away from her. "Damn what time?"

"8:30."

She didn't know i had something to do later on. My niggas and i had something we needed to handle.

Later on that night i jumped up. I fuckin' fell asleep like a dick head. I got out the bed and looked around seeing her sleeping peacefully next to me. I slightly smiled then shook my head. FUCK what is wrong with me.

I looked around for my phone and finally found it on the floor. As soon as i picked it up it was vibrating in my hand.

I know the guys was pissed and i know i fucked up.

Multiple missed calls and text messages from unknown numbers. I shook my head in frustration and left out the room.

I got my shit together and drove down to the trap to settle everything that's been happening.

3hours later.

After handling that stupid ass shit i couldn't wait to get back home to my baby.

Getting out the car, i noticed the door was open. It was around 5am what the fuck is the door being open all about?

Without hesitation i pulled my gun out from under my jacket and ran into the house

"Baby!" I shouted while looking around.

I went in the house and seen everything smashed and destroyed. My heart dropped seeing everything broken and stollen out of my house.

"BABY!" I screamed and ran up the steps. I couldn't think straight i just wanted to know if she was okay.

"B-BABY WHA-"

My body was frozen in shock. I couldn't believe what i was seeing.

On the ground was my baby, covered in blood laying on her stomach.

Once i snapped out of it i ran up to her and got on my knees. I began sobbing while grabbing her and holding her close to me.

"B-baby wake up! please! cmon!" I kissed her forehead and attempted to feel her pulse.

My breath was hitching while i took my phone out my pocket to dialing 911

"PLEASE! COME QUICKLY SHES 8 MONTHS PREGNANT! I CANT FEEL A PULSE!"

I screamed our address into the phone and continued to caress her cheek. I slowly placed my hand on her stomach.

Once they told me they was on the way i broke down completely. Body covered with blood. I looked around sobbing loudly, i didn't know what to do. I just kept her close to me. I didn't wanna let go.

After a minute or two of holding her in silence anger filled my eyes. I felt all my happiness get drifted away, feeing her hand officially turn cold and lifeless. My heart started racing like never before.

later on.

After being in the hospital for over 6 hours, waiting on them to tell me if the baby made it at least.

1 of my niggas came running down the hallway and i stood up going straight for a hug. He hugged me tightly and i just cried like a bitch into his shoulder.

I was planning on marrying her a couple months after the baby was born, i couldn't see me living without her...Ion know what i'm gonna do.

"I got you brother. I got you." Lance assured me. I nodded my head and sniffled pulling away.

"Mr Johnson." The doctor called for me. I turned around immediately and fast walked up to him.

"The bullet punctured through the uterus causing her placenta to detach, due to the lack of oxygen and internal bleeding he didn't survive."

he.

My lips quivered and everything got blurry. It felt like my head just got torn out of my chest. I gasped for air and started sobbing loudly, dropping to my knees.

They killed the love of my life and my baby.




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