Couple more days went by before I finally heard from John. He had every excuse in the book on why I haven't heard from him but I knew it was coming, it's just him. He wanted to meet up and talk but at that point I didn't want to hear shit he had to say nor see him. Things started getting back rocky between Will and I and at that point and I was over it all. Didn't want to be bother nor be around anyone. It was to hot for any bullshit. I ended up going the rest of my pregnancy not talking to anyone because I was fed up with lies. I could feel myself going into depression from all the stress my body was taking on. Here it is January and I was getting closer to my due date. I was no longer working, bills were piling up, everything was coming at me left and right but at the end of the day I was a mom before anything. Pregnant as ever, I got out there and grind until I couldn't no more. Will ended up hitting me up out of the blue to check on me. I ignored him for a couple of days before I decided to hit back. I ended up calling him and my world just ended. He hit me up just to tell me he had another baby on the way and he didn't want to be there for one and not the other and he felt bad how things ended between us. I hung up the phone and cried because even though we wasn't together, the love was still there I would break my back for him. I felt betrayed. Disappointed. Ashamed. Because here I am still in love with a man who gave me every reason to move the fuck on and never look back but yet I'm sitting here crying. Later on that day I ended up getting a random message from someone on Facebook and it ended up being his baby mother. She wanted to introduce herself and see if I didn't mind exchanging numbers so we can get to know one another since our kids maybe siblings. I agreed because at the end of the day it wasn't her fault the way things ended between Will and I. She was very cool and laid back. We had so much in common and agreed to meet in person after I had my baby since I was getting closer to my due date and was on strict restrictions by this time.

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Life Of A Single Mom
Storie d'amoreLife of a single mom with 6 kids. Looking for love in all the wrong places. Wondering will she ever find love with all the hell she have encounter on her life. But I'm here to tell you after every storm regardless how long your storm is, there's a r...