𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞, 𝐍𝐂
𝙺𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙼 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝙾𝚃𝚃𝚂 | 𝙺𝙰𝚂
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( Forgot how fine he was, sheesh )
Its been a couple of days since Samora told me she was gon tell Salem the baby wasn't his.
I been calling her and texting her to see whats up, but she ain't get back to me.
I just hope she told em, cause if not... I will.
That's my baby and ion want another nigga spending time with mama or sleeping with her.
She need to be here with me; her and my baby.
Ion think I'm asking for too much, we not even together but I still want her around me instead of another nigga if that makes sense.
Ion know... I'm probably tripping.
As I was about to get up so I could shower, my phone goes off.
I noticed it was Samora so I quickly answered her call.
"I'm outside," she said to me.
"Aight, I'm coming mama."
Once the line disconnected I made my way to the front door and there she was, belly was getting bigger every single day.
She honestly had this glow about her.
My baby mama looked good.
"You aight?" I helped her inside as I grabbed the few suitcases she had.
She had this pained expression on her face.
"I'm okay," she mumbled as she slowly made her way inside.
I watched as she limped a bit.
This made me gently grab her.
"What happened Samora, you're limping," she looked down as she shook her head.
I placed my hand under her chin and lifted it up so she was facing me.
"What happened mama?"
Out of nowhere she starts crying hysterically.
"He punched me in my ribs, and I'm just in some pain," she sniffled.
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