LOVE, LUST or HATE

𝔗𝔢𝔫. (𝟙𝟘)

"For God has not given us the spirit of fear and timidity but power, love, and self-discipline."
-2 Timothy 1:7 (NLT)

3𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧
𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 29𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

Rachel stood up from the ground after a few hours of crying. She realised who was to blame for this. It's not her, it's not even Joshua's fault. It's Tosins fault. She's the one that told Joshua. Tosin's the one that snaked her. And she's the one that Rachel is gonna get revenge on.

Rachel picked up her phone and called Tosin. She picked up on the second ring. "hey s-"

"DON'T FUCKING HEY SIS ME, YOU FUCKING SNAKE!" Rachel shouted into the phone,

"woah, calm down."

"NAH YOU FUCKING SNAKE. I ASKED YOU TO DO ONE FUCKING THING. ONE THING. DO NO TELL ANYONE. AND YOU FAILED ME. WHY THE FUCKING FUCK DID YOU TELL JOSHUA?!"

"I didn't." Tosin replied bluntly. She wasn't in the mood to entertain this whole conversation. Even if she did tell Joshua, Rachel shouldn't be getting mad at her. Rachel is the one in the wrong, not the other way round.

"SO WHO THE FUCK DID!" Rachel continued to shout.

At this point Tosin was just issed. "Ayo, stop shouting man. You're mad at the wrong person. Go be mad at yourself, you put yourself in this mess. YOU, are the one that cheated. I didn't tell you to cheat, I didn't make you cheat. YOU, are the one that ended up pregnant by someone else. Get off my phone with all this unnessacry shouting bro."

Rachel could tell Tosin was pressed, but that only made Rachel more angry. "YOU ARE THE ONE THAT TOLD JOSHUA BITCH. ON MY FUCKING LIFE IMMA FUCKING KILL YOU. YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE!" That was all she said before ending the call.

Tosin just laughed. "lol, sis is big mad." She said to herself. She didn't think anything of Rachels empty threat. That girl can barely hold a knife, yet alone kill someone.

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𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 30 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫
17:00

"Bro, get the fuck out my yard with that bullshit." John said trying to keep his cool.

"Nah, I will not do that. You got me pregnant, and you will look after this kid, don't fucking play with me John." He got me pregnant and now he thins he can ignore me. Lol, fucking with the wrong bitch.

"That's not my problem. You're a sket. That kid ain't mine."

"Say nothing. Fuck you and your little fucking dick." I shouted lowly.

He laughed in response. "Aight."

This is why I hate niggas. How am I a sket now? But when you was in my pussy, I wasn't. LMFAO. Fuck him, I don't need him anyways. He's giving me money, yes. But I am going to do just fine with out him. He's forgetting how much I know about him. How much evidence I have on him. He's gonna do what I say, or he's going pen lol.

I walked out his house, making sure to slam the door hard as I walk out. As I was walking I felt someone grab me by my neck. I turned around and saw John. lol. If you wanted to die, you should've just asked politely. "The fuck you want nigga."

"You slammed my door. Are you dumb." He said, while gritting his teeth.

"Stop trying to act hard nigga. You ain't nothing but a bitch. You can't even accept the fact you got someone pregnant. And get the fuck off me." This ain't really like me. But after everything that has happened, I need to stop being so soft. People keep taking me for a fucking mug, and that is exactly what I am not.