Indulging love

Chapter 3 (EDITED)

Gigi's POV --------------------

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining through my curtains. I forgot today was Saturday so I didn't have school. I did have homework though. Before I got up to do my morning routine, I checked my iPhone 6 for any text messages. I gotta text from my cousin Kemo about last night.

Kemo💉: aye fam, I did that. No traces.

Me: thanks blood, preciate it.

Now yall probably wondering how the fuck I get connects. Well, let's just say my father isn't not only rich, but he was a dealer also. Why you think Kemo the number one drug dealer in Cali? He didn't start from the bottom, he was already at the top by slanging with my father. My dad is known for that shit. Everybody was spooked when they saw him walk the block, only because of all the respect he had from being in the gang. But after I was born, he left that shit where it was at, and gave Kemo the business. Kemo is 19, and graduated. Trust me, fam ain't dumb. He even takes online classes, and his drug business is helping pay for the tuition and all that extra shit.
I sat at my computer and started typing my essay for Mrs.Villa. My ugly ass English teacher. I may be pretty, but I'm far from dumb. I make straight A's. After I was finished, I went to my closet to pick my outfit out. I decided on a Victoria secret 'Pink' baggy shirt, some black leggings, and my brown Ugg boots. I combed my 22" Peruvian oceanwave hair to one side, leaving it curly. I decided on going to the mall, just to hang and maybe meet a new friend that wouldn't cross me out like Tiara fake ass did. I hope the worst for that bitch. She been my bitch since the 5th grade and decided to cross me out over a nigga. I hated to see Trey dead, but it was either my life or his. I got shit to live for, he didn't. Now he'll be free from molestation.
I grabbed my brown satchel, and grabbed the keys to my all white Camaro and was headed to the mall.
I was at the stop light when a fine ass dark skin nigga pulled up. He had dreads and had perfect white teeth. He was riding in an all black hummer with 28's. I mean that ride was sexy as fuck, I couldn't help but to stare. He flashed me a smile, I swear I almost melted right then and there. He then rolled down his window, and I rolled down mine.

Wade's POV ---------------------

I just left the gas station to pick up some chips and a snapple. I was thirsty and hungry as fuck. You could hear a nigga stomach growling all the way in Florida. I got stopped by the red light and pulled up beside a white Camaro. I pulled up a little more to see a girl driving. To say shawty wasn't bad as fuck would be an understatement. She had me at the light, I ain't even want the light to change. I let my window down and decided to holler at her.
"Wassup, I know you don't know me, but you mind meeting me at the mall for lunch?"

"Haha, uh yeah sure. I was just headed there."

"Aight bet."

The light changed and I sped off to the mall. Damn, I'm tryna be more than just shawty friend. She was beyond sexy. I want her, and I won't stop til I get her.

Tiara's POV ---------------------
I jumped out my bed and ran straight to the bathroom to vomit in the toilet. I did this every morning since I found out I was pregnant. My mom heard me grunting and came in the bathroom. I did not feel like hearing her shit today.
"Wow, so my slut of a daughter is pregnant. What are you gonna do? Give it up for adoption like you always do?" She spat. I was so sick of her bringing up my past. I didn't say anything, maybe I deserved to be treated this way. When I was 14 I got pregnant by this guy I thought I loved. Yeah, I know you're wondering why I'm 14 and fucking. Well age doesn't have a limit. After I found out I was pregnant the first time, I was 6 months, and far to long to have an abortion. Once I had the baby, I have him up for adoption.. I had no choice, I was in the 8th grade, I was still a child myself. I regret it everyday. But, I had to do what I had to do. I didn't even speak to the nigga I got pregnant by, what did he care. We was both young and wasn't capable of raising a child. After he saw me acting funny, he just decided to distant himself which was good, the only way my mom found out about it is because she was snooping through my trash can when I threw the foster parent's contact information away.
My mom still stared at me coldly. I got up from the toilet and barged out of the bathroom, and into my room slamming the door. "I hate you little Bitch, I should have gotten rid of your ass from the start." She spat at my door.
God, why does my life have to be so fucked up? I instantly thought. I then looked down at my round belly, before smiling. I pulled my shirt up and began talking to my unborn.
"Hey little girl or little guy. I'm your mommy, my name is Tiara. You may not have dad, but your mother loves you." I spoke lowly, before I drifted back off to sleep.

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