I woke up on the living room couch since that's where I sat all night, waiting for Jay'Von to come home so I could fuck his ass up. I took a glance at the clock on the wall which said 11 AM. I then heard a familiar voice outside.
"What the fuck?" I heard them say.
Then I heard the door knob raddle and it opened. It was Jay.
"CHAY! What the fuck happened to the god damn window?!" He yelled as I watched him stare at the broken glass lying on the floor.
"Where the fuck were you last night?" I asked, standing up off the couch.
"Don't even hit me with that bullshit Chayla. You disappeared before I did." he said, walking past me.
I grabbed a glass off the coffee table and launched it at Jay. Unfortunately, I missed and it hit the wall beside him. "Don't fucking walk past me while I'm talking to you Jay'Von!" I yelled furiously. Who the fuck this nigga thought he was?! "Where THE FUCK were you?!" I asked again.
"First off all, don't be throwing shit at me Chay. I'll really slap the fuck outta you. Secondly, I was out. I don't see how the fuck you care. You was probably out fucking some opp nigga anyways! Every fucking night you out doing something, but when I go out for one night... ONE... FUCKING... NIGHT, it's a fucking problem?! Get the fuck outta here!" He said, waving me off like I'm a fly.
"You not gonna be fucking talking to me like I'm some random bitch off the street!"
"Well that's how you been actin lately!"
I gasped. "Well guess what?! I WAS fucking some nigga and I have been for the past few weeks!" I yelled back at him. That's when I realized that I said a little too much.
"Oh really? Get the fuck out my house then." He said, pointing towards the door.
"Baby, baby wait! I didn't mean that! I was just saying that to make you mad!" I said, trying to force tears through my eyes.
"Leave." he replied with no emotion.
"Noo, Baby please! Baby... Baby... I'm pregnant!" I lied, hoping he'd let me stay.
"And I bet that bitch ain't mine. Oh, and you don't gotta worry about packing, everything in your wardrobe come from my money so you could just go 'head. I hope that other nigga you fucking make a great Daddy." He said, walking upstairs to the bedroom.
"So that's how you gonna do me?! That's how you gonna do ya baby mother?! You know I ain't got no where else to live!" I yelled back at him.
I heard Jay laugh. "Chayla, get the fuck on." he replied, shutting the bedroom door behind him.
I was so fucking pissed. I kicked the coffee table as hard as I possibly could and it flipped over harshly. This nigga really kicked me out. Like, where the fuck am I gonna go?
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Secret Bitch
General FictionDiamond, the sweetest girl in the most hateful, dangerous city full of gangs, killers, drug dealers, and prostitutes. Her and her family are very poor and could barely afford a meal each day. Soon, she meets a young man, Jay, who is in the game and...
