Maybe I Like Her [Interracial(B.2/2)]

Ch.2

Kylie Gonzales*

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I turned my head and smiled. "Warren?!". He nodded and we smashed fists and hugged. "What are you doing here man?"

"I could ask you the same Mister QB." he laughed.

"You live here now?"

"No, I'm just here to do some proffessional training with you guys and then I'm going back home to the wife." he said.

"Wife? Don't tell me, Annisa Watson?"

"Hell yeah. Our son's 1 now, I'm happy I married the love of my life." he said. I wish I could say the same.

Right?

"That's great! I-"

My phone rang and I rolled my eyes; Kylie.

"Hold on man." I said. He nodded and continued doing curls with the weights. "Hello?"

"CLARK!" she yelled.

"What? Kylie what's wrong?" I panicked.

"I don't know, I think it's the baby, I'm bleeding really bad." she cried.

"Okay, I'll be right there, call an ambulance." I hung up. I called for an ambulance and got my stuff to leave the gym. 

I seen Warren and told him I had to go, we exchanged numbers quickly and I rushed to my home. The ambulance had surprisingly got there quickly and Kylie was being rolled out. I got in with her as she was teary eyed and scared.

We got to the hospital after what felt like forever, and they took her straight back into a room.

I went to the desk to fill out some information while the receptionist eyed me annoyingly.

"Shouldn't you be working?" I said. I slammed the clipboard on the counter and followed after the signs above me to whatever ward she would be in.

I found her room quickly and waited as our doctor came in with the equipment used to check on the baby. And had an unknown look on her face.

She called another doctor and nurse in and she came to write some stats down on a paper.

"What's going on doc, what the hell is happening to her?!" I raised my voice.

"We can't find a heartbeat on the baby-"

My heart stopped once he said that and I stared at Kylie who frowned but didn't cry.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"We found a blood concentration level of 0.17 in her system." he said. I looked at her and she looked at me nervously.

"You killed my baby." I whispered. I stood up and paced around. "You killed my only child-"

"Mr. Gonzales please sit down-"

"MY GOD. YOU FUCKING BITCH!" I yelled. I nearly lunged at her before security took me out. I lost my child, my firstborn child. 

All because Kylie wanted to drink and damage the nerves of our baby. I officially see her as the Devil. She's evil and she doesn't even realize it.

I left the hospital and went straight to my car and to my house. As soon as I got there, I grabbed a bottle of Ciroc from the fridge and drank angrily trying to drown out my pain. 

It wasn't even the same anymore, nothing would be the same. I threw the bottle to the ground, causing it to shatter into pieces. She killed my only child.