Chapter 11 ~Baby Girl~

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Breaunna's P.O.V.

So today is the day where I go meet Craig's 3 year old daughter. Jacob personally doesn't want me to but I don't care. He didn't want to go so I left. Craig said her mom is Caucasian so this little girl has to have long pretty light brown hair. I drove to his house when he sent me his address and everything. Jacob kept constantly calling me. I didn't even bother to answer. I called Craig to let him know I was in his driveway.

"Hello?"

"Hey Craig! Um, I'm here."

"Okay, here I come."5 minutes later he came out with his little girl. She is so adorable. Awwwwww!! I just want to hug her tight and never let her go. She was smiling endlessly, she ran up to my car with Craig. I stepped out the car and bended down so I could be her height

"Hi. What's your name, cutie?"I asked. She responded with the cutiest little girl voice ever

"Dani . What's your name?"This little girl is so smart

"My name is Auntie Bre. How old are you?"I asked smiling

"I'm this many."She said holding up the number three on her little fingers. I smiled. Aweee

"Where's your mommy."I asked looking at Craig.

"She had to work."He responded. Whatever Nigga.

"Come see my room Auntie Bwe."She said smiling. She grabbed my hands and tried pulling me into the house. I locked my car and followed her into the house. I'm not even gone lie. This is a nice ass house. She took me to see her room. It was like a princess room. Pink all over.

"I'm a Pwincess."Dani said putting a fake crown on her head

"You're a pretty princess. Adorable."I said squeezing her cheeks. She laughed. The rest if the day was just chilling and playing with Dani

Zonnique's P.O.V.

I was walking around Atlanta going to random stores and shit. I had like 2 bags so far and they were small so I didn't have a lot to carry. I walked to my car to put them in the trunk. Then went back to some stores. I picked out this bomb ass shirt. And then I saw this skirt. And heels. Damn. Cute as fuck. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around to see Zoey. He was smiling

"Zoe!"I paused to hug him. "How's life?"I asked

"Oh, nothing really. But my girl cheated on me. In my house though."He said. I chuckled

"Karma's a bitch."I said smirking. He smirked back sarcastically. He rolled his eyes

"Zonnique, I want you back. I miss you, I miss us."He said pointing between us. I pushed his hand down

"Zoe, no. You had a chance at all this. But you fucked it up. Sorry."I said being a little cocky. I was about to walk away but he grabbed my arm. I looked back at him with a furious face. He yanked me back. We were in the back of the store so nobody saw that

"Zoey, what are you doing?"I semi- yelled, trying to get out of his grip. But sadly failed

"I said I want you back. What did I tell you when we first started talking?" I looked at him with fear in my eyes, trying to remember back when o first started to date him

"You get what you want."I said with tears about to fall.

"Exactly, let's go."He pulled my arm. I yanked back. But he caught me again and pulled a pocket knife out.

"Do you want to die, Zonnique?"He asked pulling me closer to him. I started to breathe heavy, while shaking my head no. Tears were now falling

"Now let me tell you what were going to do. I'm going to put my arms around your waist holding the knife in my other hand. Then we're going to walk out this mutha fucka laughing like a real couple. And wipe them damn tears of yo' face."He said. I did as told.

"And if you think about letting the guards know about this. Everybody in this bitch burnin'."He threatened. I nodded trying not to let the tears fall. We walked out laughing. But inside I just wanted to fucking kill him. Imma end up murdering this bitch made negro. O'l noodle head ass. Yes I'm scared, but if I make it out of this situation alive. This bitch dying. Fucking with the wrong bitch. He walked me to his car, that I fucking bought. So technology my fucking car. Bitch Nigga can't even buy his own fucking car. He told me to get in the back. I did as told. He started the car and we drove down the street. I saw my car. I had a plan. I got my phone out and started playing piano tiles. So it looked like I was texting. I honestly forgot to pay my phone bill

"Oh you textin' somebody huh?"He grabbed my phone and threw it out the window. Right next to my car. PERFECT! And that's not sarcasm. I have a fucking plan. I smirked. Then he looked back and I hurried and changed my face to a sad and disappointed face. Then he went back to driving

"Why are you doing this Zoey."I asked, my voice was shaking.

"Because you broke my heart. So now we're going to break Rayan's." He responded smirking. Excuse me if I say bitch a lot but if I say it, just know I'm talking about Zoey. Bittcchhhh.

45 minutes later...

We finally got out that hot ass car. We arrived at this big ass mansion. But my parents house is bigger than this piece of shit. We walked inside and it was nice and neat.

"Zonnique, your staying here. Pick any room. Just let me know which one your in. Don't try to escape. I can lock the door with my personal button and password. Try me, I will burn this bitch the ground. Even with me in it. So don't try anything or we both fuckin' dyin'."He said. Smiling innocently. I rolled my eyes

"Bullshit."I mumbled under my breath. I wondered around a little looking at the rooms. I figured Zoeys room was the one where it says 'Big Daddy Zoey' so I picked a room farthest away from him. His room should say 'Big Dickhead Zoey'. I can't stand his fucking bipolar phyco ass. Bitch made mutha fucka. That's why he look like a muuuhhh fuckin' uuhhhhhhhhh! I sat in my "room" for about an hour thinking. Did they notice I was missing? Or did they think I was still shopping? I hope my plan works so I can fucking murder this bitch. I looked in the drawers, I found clothes my size. Obsessed bitch. I looked in the bathroom that was still in my room. It had folded up towels and nice decorations. I picked out some pajamas, then went to take a shower. I hope they find me soon so I can fucking make this nigga suffer.

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