The Unexpected : (The Unknown Sequel) DISCONTINUED

Chapter Three

Hey guys, sorry for the suppppper long wait for this, I had writers block for a long time, and then school got in the way, and no more excuses, sorry guys :(, I promise more frequent updates. I'm also writing four stories now, so wish me luck with that.

Butttt, with no further ado, here is what you guys have been waiting for.

- Keiana

Chapter Three

Sochitta Sal (Honey)

Heather was fast asleep, snoring in my bed, and I couldn’t sleep at all. My mind was so stuck on Michael. He’d left for his Hotel California promo tour last night. He’d asked me if it was too soon for me to be left alone, but I told him to go and enjoy himself. Now I was seriously regretting it though, because I missed him so much, and it was only night one.

I was such a baby, I needed a dog or something.

"Heather, shut up!" This girl was snoring like a friggen dog.

"Go to another room then bitch!" She mumbled back and threw her twenty eight inch electric blue weave over her shoulder, which hit me in my face.

"Fine!" I grabbed my blanket and iPad from off of my dresser and went into one of the spare bedrooms. It was twelve o'clock, and I wasn't even tired anymore.

I threw myself on the king size bed and went to my iMessages.

Are you busy baby? - Honey

I sent the message and pressed the lock button. Michael was probably just finishing his show and on his way to a club or something.  

Nah I'm on the tour bus wassup? - Michael

Can we Facetime? - Honey

One minute later Michael's contact picture popped up on my screen, and I pressed the answer button.

"Hi baby!" I grinned when Michael's smiling face appeared in front of me. Facetime was literally such a blessing, I wanted to go to Steve Job's grave and thank him.

"Hey So, wassup babe?" There was a lot of background noise, and it looked liked he was busy.

"I'm so bored, and Heather's sleeping. How was your show?"

“It was aight, the crowd was hyped and knew my songs. Hold on okay?” Michael started talking to someone in the background and walked away from his cell phone. I just continued to lay down and waited for him to come back.

Five minutes later he came back in a whole different outfit, and he looked at me with an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry So, I gotta do these meet and greets. I’ll call you later okay, stay up please!” Michael smiled and pressed the red button on the screen, ending our FaceTime session.

“Wow.” I mumbled to myself and threw my iPad somewhere on the bed. I never ever imagined my life would be like this. A rapper’s girlfriend was not what I wanted for me. To be honest, I never expected Michael to be as big as he was today, but I was definitely proud of him.

When he’d called me and told me that Lil Wayne had signed him to his label Young Money, I couldn’t even hide the surprise I felt. Michael was definitely a good rapper, I just didn’t expect things to happen so quickly.

And losing my baby, my little baby girl at seven months literally tore me apart. It was so unexpected, and it shocked everyone. I had been taking all my prenatal vitamins like I was supposed to, I went to the doctor monthly, and I took care of my body properly.