𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑫$𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆<3

Chapter 28

New Years Day

Ugly Ass🥺💔
December 25th

*Missed FaceTime Call*

Please call me back I'm so sorry
This whole thing is messed up but I need to talk to you fr

Sort your shit out yourself am done tryna save yo ass😒
You done packed yo shit up and left without a full story

Von don't play with me
I thought you had my back

You don't deserve me. Find another nigga that can put up with ungrateful ass

I'm pregnant🙈😳

That ain't nun of my business and you made it clear ion mean nun to you but hey at least I ain't the father😅🤷🏾‍♂️

If you're not SRS rn🥱
Read 6:18 pm

I rolled my eyes and turned over on my bed. I've been lying down in bed rereading old text messages between me and Geovoni for the past hour.

It's been a week since I drove back down to Savannah with my mama who's been avoiding me ever since she found out I was pregnant on top of overdosing.

It was a surprise too. I never expected to be pregnant at such a young age especially when I still have unreached goals I wanted to accomplish before settling down and having a family.

I still had school to finish and now that a baby is going to be in the picture I'm not sure if I could continue. I'm not ready for a baby and the last option for me is having an abortion.

I've been telling Mama I don't know who the baby's father is but in truth I've ever only had "involuntary" sex with one person and he's nontraceable at the moment. After all the shit I've been through with him I had to birth his baby.

I knew it was a mistake going over to his hotel hoping to fix things, but instead, it brought more conflict. He pinned everything on me. He left without a trace and now I'm responsible for everything including his baby.

My mama doesn't trust me now that she thinks I turned into a druggie. Bre has been the only supportive one to me which I'm grateful for, but I haven't told Jay yet. Every time I called her she made up some excuse that she was busy.

There was a knock on my room door before it was pushed open. "I got you cookies and cream ice cream and Hershey chocolate you wanted from the store" Bre threw the plastic bag on my bed.

I sent Bre to the corner store to get something sweet cause that's what I've been craving lately.

"You ain't get me the gummy bears?" I looked down in the bag.

"Girl I got short-term memory and you're lucky I even got up off my ass to get you anything. I ain't yo mf slave."

"Calm down girl you getting mad for what?" I kissed my teeth.

"I got plans with my girls tonight at this new year's party and I'm already fifteen minutes late cause of yo lazy ass. You pregnant not crippled."

"You say I'm pregnant like it's a bad thing" I mugged her.

"You just throwing your life away. How are you going to raise a child by yourself? You ain't even mother material and Kyrell nowhere to be found since he the baby daddy."

"Keep your voice down" I shushed her, afraid that momma might hear. I knew I shouldn't have snitched to Bre. "If you don't think I can raise a baby by myself just say that"

"I know you can't you're just so stubborn and too independent. Lean on someone for a change. Not to mention you blew me off the other day and f*ck you for that" Bre mugged me and slammed the door on the way out of my room.

I thought we were on good terms.

I climbed out of bed to chase her down. "Bre what is up with you?" I barged into her room.

"I ain't got time for this right now," she said, grabbing her purse off her dresser. "One of my friends picking me up."

"Give me two minutes" I reasoned with her. "Please"

"Fine but hurry up" She sat down on her bed and parted the space beside her for me to sit down.

I sat beside her.

"What's the problem?" I asked with a look of concern on my face.

"Can't you see that YOU are the problem?" she said in a soft tone and I wrinkled my eyebrows.

"Bre-"

"Aniyah shut up and listen to me for once, damn" she kissed her teeth.

"Ok," I nodded my head.

"I love you Aniyah but when are you going to come out of your world and realize there are other people around you that care about you and your well-being? I care about you momma cares about you, but you've put her through so much stress about that overdose and finding out that you're pregnant.

Do you think drugs can fix whatever problems you have? Have you ever thought about how I would feel when you're dead? How momma would feel? How Jeremiah would feel? You only care about yourself and no one else. It's like our feelings don't matter to you at all. How can you be lying to momma about your life? About Kyrell and what he did to you? He deserves to be in jail."

"Bre you don't know shit about my life okay. You don't know what I've been through and you don't know the full story" A tear escaped my left eye.

"So tell me. Tell us. What are you so scared of?" she asked me.

"You know what I don't need no lecturing from my little sister." I got off the bed.

How embarrassing

"If you won't tell momma then I will and she will not like it, but she deserves to know the truth. Eventually, she will understand you. If you keep shit to yourself it will only mess you up even more."

"I think we done here. My two minutes up" I wiped my eyes and exited the room.

I got my toiletries and headed to the bathroom to take a shower since I lost my appetite. Not gonna lie what Bre said to me was still stuck in my brain.

I turned on the water to let it get hot while I stripped.

I wasn't always so closed off. I just dealt with a lot of shit in my life that caused a lot of fear and pain within me. No one deserves to go through what I went through because it takes a lot of mental strength to deal with it.

I stepped into the shower and it was then that I began to cry.

I've always been independent and have always tackled things on my own. Although it can sometimes be a good thing it also can be bad like not knowing when to ask for help, so you kinda just drown in your own emotions.

I'm tired

I'm exhausted

I've been raped many times

My momma don't trust me

Goevoni, the only person who cares about me but I was using him for my good, hates me ( I don't blame him tho)

My best friend is too busy for me

My little sister acts more mature than me

I'm pregnant

Can't my life just take a break? I don't deserve all of this shit. I needed to make a change in my life to end all of this torture.

After I had released some tears, taken a shower, and changed into my house clothes, I went to look for momma. I don't care no matter how hard it gonna be to directly look into her eyes and tell the truth. She deserves to know.

I found her in her room watching CNN on the TV.

Her eyes switched over to me with a look of concern on her face. "Momma I need to talk with you"