{Baton Rouge Louisiana}
|Logan Jackson Mathew~Dula|
Excuse any mistakes
I watched as A'mirrah silently cried with her hand over her face.We were currently at the hospital because she started bleeding while in the shower.
When I got here the doctor was already in here explaining how she miscarried.
I'm sitting here stuck and feeling bad, Im not feeling bad because she miscarried I feel bad because I don't give a damn she miscarried.
I been sitting here trying to force myself to care but I just can't.
"Stop crying." I sighed trying to give A'mirrah a hug but she pushed me back.
"You don't even care so stop acting like you do!"
You damn skippy.
"I do-"
"Logan just leave please." She sighed wiping her face and I nodded walking out the room.
"Not finna kiss her ass." I scoffed mumbling to myself.
I walked out the hospital and to my car getting in.
I laid my head on the wheel blowing out a breath.
"I told you everybody around you die eventually." The shadow laughed and I threw my head back closing my eyes tight before opening them still seeing him.
"I must be crazy." I scoffed.
"A crazy nigga who can't fight his own demons, you hate to see it." I chuckled looking at my lap.
"I'm here to stay dula." He smirked and I looked at the dirty sprite that sat in my cup holder.
I grabbed the bottle taking a couple sips then started the car and pulled off.
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I groaned opening my eyes looking at the ceiling then pulled the covers up looking at my dick sticking up in my basketball shorts.
I sucked my teeth grabbing my phone calling NuNu.
Peanut🤍
Connecting..."Hello?" She looked in the camera and I licked my lips.
"Say, where you at?"
"The nail salon I was just now about to call a Uber home." She yawned looking around.
"Nah call one over here, I'm tryna fuck." I rubbed my eye.