One More Chance

Forty Nine

Bashar-

Videos surfaced of Milan and this Brent nigga all over instagram, singing and hugging and shit but that was the least of my problems right now.
She blocked me on everything even on her mother's phone, couldn't pull up either causes I ain't want niggas seeing where she live, got people all over watchin me and they all know she always with me and think twice before they pull up.

I got Mike and some other niggas to keep an eye on here while I was out on tour at least until I was back to the floss or sum.

Carmen never showed her face again though and that couldn't be good so the boys back in New York was on look out, had to let them know to protect Milan.

I couldn't believe I'm gonna be a father, I sat in the room waiting on my manager to come over and watched birth videos on YouTube and of course was traumatized.

I heard a knock on the door and I shot up and got my gun, walked over and peeped, it was my manager.

"Wassup man" I opened the door and let him in, he looked down at the gun in my hand and sucked his teeth.
"Nigga you wanna shoot me or sum why your gun out?"
"Man I got some shit going on, gotta stay strapped never lackin"

"Yeah whatever, next stop Houston so that's right after the concert."
I sighed and put down the gun.

"What's wrong man you seem low bro"
"Just some shit going on with me and Milan it's nun tho"

"Gotta be sum to have you down and out like that nigga but aye I just got down here cause you ain't answering none of calls or nun and I gotta handle some shit soon so I'm leaving just passing ight"

I nodded
"Don't sweat it bro you'll be straight"

I shook my head and packed my shit up, I was done if she want me,she want me if she don't then I don't give a fuck cause that's my girl regardless and any niggs try it gonna get fucked up. 'Yeaaa we got one' type shit nigga.I was tired of fuckin going back and forth with shawty even tho this was my dann fault but fuck that's my girl and my baby moms fuck.

I had to go somewhere and fast cauze I ain't want Carmen and her psycho family knowin where I stay. I made sure I dressed to blend in and hid my face.

I called bull and had him take me to a next hotel cause ain't no way this bitch gonna come fuck with me, not now cause I'm definitely in a shooting mood after my shawty leavin.

Milan-

I sat up in my bed fighting back and forth with myself on wether I should message Brent or not, he must give his 'number' out to everyone so I refrained.
I had to work and I was already dressed, I got my bag, locked up and walked.

I got on the subway and sat just upset, sad feeling all kinds of emotions.
I blocked Bashar and I missed him dearly but I couldn't be with someone that worked for the man that murdered my father.

I looked around and smiled as a crackhead danced and did the regular weird shit they do  ain't no way you could not love New York.

I got to work and all the workers stared at me like I was a ghost or sum.
"What?"
"Nothing" I nodded and went to the back and clocked in.
The day was sad, they had notes and candles at Jade's locker as well as a picture, I couldn't help but remember all the stuff we did at the store and now I was alone at this job, they treated me like I a charity case and I had no energy to correct them. At lunch I cried so much while looking at her photos, I missed her so much, going through all this alone was tearing me apart and I felt low.

My shift was over and I hurried home, I had no intentions of staying out longer than I needed to. I walked up to the door and opened, I heard music playing and talking. My mom played Jeffrey Osborne You should be mine and the voice sounded familiar.

"Ma? Im home" I walked in some more and there the familiar frame sat on our couch and conversed with my mother.
"Hakeem?"
"Ma what's he doing here?"
"Hakeem said he needed to speak to you and it was urgent"

I glared at him and sucked my teeth
"Na get out"
"Milan please" I sighed and rolled my eyes then walked outside and he followed.

"You wanna sit in the car?"
"My steps are fine" he shrugged and sat on the step then waited for me to join and I did.

If you think you're lonely now by Bobby Womack came on

"I know since that day you've hated me but Milan, I miss you and honestly fuck 305 shordie, foreal she ain't nothin like you . I know I fucked up but listen  ight, Im sorry and it's my fault I just want one more chance"

"No I -" he cut me off
"No no fuck I deserve a chance cause you gave that bum ass nigga other chances, I deserve at least one Milan, please"
I looked down at my feet thinking as the song played in the back and then sounds of cars and people passing by filled my ears.

'When I ain't there to rub your back
Just remember I made it a known fact
And the skeletons come out of the closet
And chase you all around your room
And the memories sail round like a ghost
And dance around in a sad slow tune, ah

If you think you're lonely now
Oh, wait until tonight
I'll be long gone
And you'll never find another man that'll treat you right'

I closed my eyes and thought about it, my baby, Bashar and leaving him so soon.
"I really can't Hakeem Im sorry" he put his head in his hands and groaned.

"Gave that clown multiple chamces, why? Cause he famous but for me you aint even gotta think too hard. Heard u Milan" he got up and went out the gate to his car.

Part of me wanted to be with him but I shook him off, I got up and headed inside.
My mom sat folding the laundry.

"You okay baby?"
"I wanna move, I can't take it ma it's always something I can't" she looked at me with soft eyes  and opened up her arms to me.

I hugged her and she stroked my hair
"Everything is for a reason baby, it's okay to feel overwhelmed" I nodded and she smiled.

"Gonna shower" I left and went into my room, got my towel and headed to the bathroom.

Once I was done I got out the shower and slipped, my mom took the bathroom mats out today to clean them.

I groaned in pain then suddenly remembered the baby.
I got up off of my stomach and rubbed it, praying nothing was wrong with my baby although it wss a pretty hard fall.

There was no blood it any signs of distress so I shrugged it off, got to my room, put my clothes on then got up in my bed under the covers.

Me- Hey Brent it's Milan

I closed my phone and went to sleep.

I got up the next morning
It was 10:30
"Shit I got work" I jumped out of my bad and rushed around getting my outfit then I glimpsed at my bed and my jaw dropped.

It was covered in blood I screamed at the top of my lungs and stood staring at it, tears burned my eyes and I screamed again. I didn't know what to do.

My mother ran in and eyes fell on the bed.
"What's wrong? What happened ?"
"I fell last night and I woke up to this"
She looked at me crazy.

"Why didn't you say something last night Milan?! You fell you're pregnant, come on let's go. Change your clothes"

I cried the entire ride to the hospital, I swore up and down I didn't want this baby but now I do and I cried so much.
I prayed the entire way