𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐔 ৎ୭

LXXII

Mercedes April Harris
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

"Baby you scaring me, fuck is they doing driving round our house? I'm paranoid as hell right now." I say walking upstairs.

"Just go to one of the bathrooms upstairs and lay down in the tub so no bullet hit you. Me and Middle Man on our way, speeding." D says making me breathe a lil harder. Bullets?

"Please stay on the phone with me." I beg.

"I am don't worry."

I hurry and do as he said, laying down in the bath tub. A couple seconds later I start hearing shooting. I close my eyes and try to calm down but it kinda feel like I can't breathe.

"We almost there, it's okay." He tells me.

I just pray me and my babies stay safe.

"They not stopping." I cry.

"I know baby I'm going 100 right now, running red lights and shit, like you." He says making me laugh a lil, my driving really not that bad.

I hear various things breaking downstairs, glasses, tables, TV's. This is awful. The bullets slow down and I hear cars screeching away. Through both the phone and outside I hear shooting so he must be here.

All the shooting stops so I'm assuming they got too far to shoot at anymore.

"Is it safe for me to come out yet?" I ask.

"Nah Imma come upstairs to you in case they double back." D says.

The phone hangs up and I hear the door open and shut. He runs fast asf to me, busting through the bathroom door.

"That was terrifying." I sigh, getting up.

"I know I'm sorry I wasn't here to protect you." He hugs me tightly.

"Ion wanna live here no more." I cry.

"You wanna move?" He asks.

"Yesss I don't want that to happen again, they can't know where we lay our heads." I shake my head.

He nods, wiping my tears up. I pull him down into a kiss.

"Oop-" His friend walks in and walks back out making us pull away.

"Go get packed, we gone go on vacation." He says.

"When?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Tonight, get packed while I go handle sumn."

"Please don't go getcho lick back." I sigh.

"Niggas shot up my house wit my pregnant wife inside, fuck you mean don't get my lick back?" He looks at me crazy.

"Trust me I want it back too but it ain't worth it. We got two churren on the way, now is not the time to go onna massacre." I try to explain.

"Aight so tomorrow? Bet." He nods as I straight face him.

"Mercedes that shit not gone slide wimme." He looks at me dumb.

"You looking at me crazy but I just don't want you getting shot again or going to jail before I drop this baby."

"Ain't shit gone happen to me but if it do at least y'all gone be straight." He shrugs making me more worried.

"Ion like the way you talking, like you ready to die." I frown.

"I'm not ready to die, you overthinking again." He starts to rub my belly mid-conversation.

"Aight. Where we going to?" I ask.