𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐞, A young adult from Harlem NYC, Goes through the struggles of taking care of and providing for her 15 year old little sister without any parents or family to help. While at her close friends party, she meets a 19 year old drill artist...
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𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
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"oh my fucking god bro!" my voice quivered. "hollon baby hollon! I-I gotta call you back!" I said as I quickly got up from the couch. I quickly pulled DD aside because he was the only one inside and the others were outside partying.
"what happen nigga?!" he said as I started gasping for air. "De-Desiree is pregnant!" I said. I was boutta have a heart attack.
He started wheezing. "nigga thats why you all worried?" He cackled as my eyes widened and I felt my heart beat rapidly. "NIGGA SHE'S PREGNANT!" I said as he just stood there, unfazed.
"you betta keep dat baby because I want another niece or nephew" he scoffed as I just looked at my phone with my jaw dropped and wide eyes. "lil nigga its aight just take deep breaths" he laughed and patted my back. "i-ima have a...a-a kid?!" I stuttered as he laughed.
"yo ddot come ova here!" DD called him over and laughed. Ddot looked up from his phone and walked over to us. "why you look like you saw a ghost?" ddot laughed as I just stood there, processing what Desiree just told me.
"He got Dez knocked up" DD laughed. "oh. Thats crazy" Ddot said and went back on his phone. Is he not shocked?!
Desiree's POV-
The second I found out, I rushed back the air bnb. I called Notti again multiple times but he didn't answer. I let all the tears fall down my face.
He finally answered. "baby you ok!?" he asked as I sniffled. I saw ddot and dd in the background, laughing as I nodded.
"I'm comin right now! I'm buyin the first flight! hollon baby imma call you when I get home!" he said and hung up. I swear to god bro. This nigga keeps hanging up!
I just sat at the edge of my bed as tears fell down my face. This ain't real. This can't be. I gotta be dreaming bro.
Later
Notti's POV-
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