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What Is Life?

Tia
I faintly heard muffled voices, I could slightly make out a large figure. I heard vague arguing, and a scream. As I regained consciousness, I heard Kilo yell "You, dumb ass bitch. I could fucking kill you. You killed my son. I'm gonna ruin your precious little face, you bitch." So it happened. I lost my baby.

With the little energy I had, I got up to see Kilo repeatedly punching Alessandra in the face.He grabbed her red hair and slung her. I grabbed him and threw him back.

"Stop. I know she's wrong for killing our baby, but don't kill her Ki."

"No, this bitch deserves to die. She's an outright baby murderer. Like when you got pregnant by Marcus. Killed that baby and he didn't even know. His aunt was a nurse and she told him. You're a grimy bitch Alessandra. You will rot in hell." He was goin in on her.

"Ok, I'm sorry. It's not my fault you got this whore pregnant. You couldn't take care of that baby if she had it. You're broke. You don't have nothin. No money. No Job. Nothing. You probably won't make out with your HighSchool diploma."She spit out.

"Oh really, my girlfriends a whore when you were poppin you're twat to the whole basketball team tryin to get your dead baby back. I had to keep Marcus from strangling yo ass. Oh and I'm broke, bitch, I got over 45,000 in my regular account, and triple
That in savings. Between MY uncles, aunts, and grandma I got all the money I need. Trust me, I said my because we don't have the same father. My last name should be christian, but yours shouldn't. Oh and mom you and your daughter should stop being hoes it's getting old. I'm packing my shit and leaving. The last time I'll see y'all is at Raven's Funeral. When I'm famous with my soccer scholarship and have tons of money, don't ask me for shit." He raved and ranted.

He handed me some bags and we put them in his car. We drove to my house and he climbed though my window, while I went through the front door. "Hey Mom can I talk to you in my room. Alone" I croaked. She nodded and followed me upstairs

I opened my door to see Kilo sitting on my bed his head in his hands. "Ki, my mom is here."

"Oh hey Mama La, how are you?" He whispered.

"I'm good baby but why am I here?"
Mama asked.

"Oh, well LaLa, Tia is pregnant, was pregnant. Four months to be exact, and well my sister made her miscarriage. I almost killed her and my mother. They tried to make me and her feel bad. My baby sister just died too. We got into a big argument, so I packed up my stuff and left. After my baby sister's funeral, I'm going to move with my uncle in Staten Island. Can I stay here until the funeral" My mother looked shocked, scared, worried, sad, disappointed and more.

"Mommy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm sorry for having sex. I'm sorry for gettin pregnant. I'm sorry period."I cried. She smacked me on the back of my head.

"Man up Tia, you'll be aight. It wasn't your fault. You know how long it took me to realize that when y'all father died. I blamed myself until grandma told me, it's not my fault. Kilo can stay as long as he needs to, but if he gonna be eatin, he better give up money for everything. I'm not mad at you, and stop with all that cryin. We too strong for that. We got over yo aggy ass daddy" She smiled at me.

"Ok, thanks from the both of us." I said smirking at Kilo as he slept with his mouth wide open.

"I love you TJ."

"I Love you too Ma"
Then she left.

I took my pants of, and changed my shirt. I hopped under the covers with Kilo. In five minutes, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my into him.

I went to sleep thinking about how our baby would've been. I turned around pecked his lips as I fell asleep.