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I looked over at Brea as she sat back in the seat with tears pouring down her face. I love this girl like a little sister every since Eric and Judah we're both cool and I've always been supportive of any decision of her but this time.... I was disappointed
I looked over at her, taking my hand off of the steering wheel of my 2013 Nissan Altima "you know you didn't have to do this right?"
"I had to Maya" she sniffled, wiping her tears with the sleeve of her hoodie "what else could I have done?"
"You could've kept that baby Brea. Put his ass on child support and make him suffer"
"All I wanted to do was get back at Noel... a baby wasn't apart of the plan and you know that. I'm not ready to be a mother so why would I keep it?"
I shook my head and sighed. After that night with Kentrell of course his fertile ass got Brea pregnant and she was only a few weeks along, still in her first trimester, so I was trying to talk her into keeping the baby but instead she went and got rid of it. She was so desperate for so long to get back at Noel and now she had the ultimate way to ruin the bitch's life and blew it
"You know what? It's your decision Brea. I just say you should've thought it through before you went and did it" I bluntly told her as the light turned green and I drove off, soon turning down the road that led to my neighborhood. Once we made it to my house I saw hella cars next door causing me to smack my lips while I pulled into the driveway.
"They need to take they shit somewhere else. Always having something over there"
Brea made a noise and we both got out of the car. As I got out I looked next door and saw the other sister... Elena I think that's her name. She hopped out of the passenger seat of a nice white Bentley rocking an all white dress, shades and her hair was in extensions. Stepping out of the driver's side was a guy that was tall, tattoos showing under his white tee that he wore and he had a fresh cut
"Damn he fine as hell" I muttered to myself while I watched him as he waited for her and grabbed her hand before walking up to the door.
"Who is that?" I asked Brea and she followed my gaze before walking up to the door
"Donovan Johnson? He just got drafted to the lakers"
"Oh forreal?" I asked while following her into the house and she nodded. I closed the door behind me and she went into the kitchen while I headed to my room. Once I saw Judah's room door closed exactly how it was since her left, I sighed. I missed the hell out of my brother and I wish he would stop playing and just come back. We need him right now
I finally decided after almost a year to go into his room so I twisted the door knob and slowly pushed it open. His room was left exactly how he always kept it. On his bed sat a picture so I walked over to it and picked it up seeing that it was a picture of him holding Micah, something Makayla gave him for Father's Day.
