Chapter Twenty Five
" Lord pleaseeee nooo don't do this to me "
Osari said to herself as she flushed the bathroom toilet and got up from her knees. She brushed her teeth to freshen her breath and looked at herself in the mirror as she thought about when her last period was. " Okay so I got one last month so this one might just be a little late " She said to herself ." or your ass is pregnant " Zakeyah said coming out the bathroom closet causing her to jump .
" What the fuck is wrong with you ? Why are you hiding in there ? " Osari asked .
" I was sorting the laundry so I can go downstairs to wash and I heard your ass throwing up and panicking " She said.
" Whatever im not pregnant I took a Plan B " Osari said .
" So did I and look at me with two baby's and one in heaven " She said . " you wanna go to walgreens and get some test ? and Osari nodded .
" See this why i'm not fucking Beretta nomore it's always some shit " Osari said and Zakeyah smacked her teeth.
" Girl the liesss " She said not believing her at all . Osari put up a front and played bass but Zakeyah knew she loved Beretta . " I'm about to put these clothes in the washer and ask your cousin in law to bring us to the store "
" That's not my cosuin in law because Beretta and I aren't together " Osari said .
" That's cause he not around that you talking all that shit as soon as y'all in person you gon be back hopping on his dick like always " Zakeyah said as she left out of the bathroom .
Osari smacked her teeth at her and went to her room to put on some slippers . She was about to go in the store in her sweatpants, tank top and house slippers because she wasn't trying to impress not one person .
She told Octavia to keep an eye on the kids for her before she walked downstairs and Drew looked at her with a mug . " You had all day to go the store and you want to wait until 9 at night " He said .
" I need pads unless you want me to bleed all
over the house " She said dramatically causing Drew to smack his teeth ." Nobody wanna hear that nasty ass shit "
he said ." whatever are you ready to go ? " She asked .
" I'm waiting on Key's bald head ass to finish her clothes in the washing machine " He said .
" Dont play with her " Osari warned him .
" Osari ain't nobody scared of your short ass " Drew said . Key came out the laundry room . " Come'on yall better be quick too I was watching my show " He said .
They all left out the house and got into Drew's car . Osari sat it in the front while Zakeyah hopped in the backseat .
Osari grabbed his aux and plugged it into her phone . " Osari who told you to touch my shit ? I don't want listen to no fuck nigga music play some major nine or some young boy or im unplugging your shit " He said.
Osari Octavia and Zakeyah got on his nerves the past two days playing fuck nigga free on repeat. It got so bad to the point he was singing the shit out of out the blue .
And he didn't know why Zakeyah was singing that shit because she would be caked on the phone with Kendall all day crying about how much she missed atleast Osari wasn't weak in the knees like her.
When they pulled up the walgreens he parked. "You can stay in here and wait for us " Osari said she didn't want him to see her buying pregnancy test because he was going to tell Beretta .
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The Streets Raised Me
General FictionOsari isn't your average seventeen year old girl . At just fifteen years old her own mother kicked her out onto the cold streets of Chicago leaving her to fend for herself . With no one to raise her but the streets she went from a sweet little girl...