Days later....
"Time is flying Ms.Sanders, he'll be here sooner than you think. He's so healthy." My doctor said wiping the gel off of my belly
"Aww I can't wait for him to get here." I said pulling my shirt down and standing to my feet
"You're due March 18th of next year."
"4 months from now." I smiled
"Mhm, yes indeed. Congratulations hun, remember what I told you. No stressing."
"Yes ma'am."
With that being said I left out of the clinic.
I sat in the car and looked at Roy as he stared straight ahead with a blank expression on his face.
"You okay?" I ask grabbing his hand. He shrugged and moved his hand before starting to pull off
I frowned.
"What's wrong?" He ignored me. "Bab-"
"Ain't none wrong with me, damn!" He snapped causing me to jump
"Well excuse me, you ain't gotta raise your voice at me!" I shouted back
"I do what the fuck I want, don't you raise your fucking voice at me!" He looked at me and that cold, dark look was in his eyes
"You got me fucked up."
"Girl shut the fuck up with all that. So damn annoying"
"I'm not finna keep going back and forth with your ass."
He took a deep breath. "Don't give a fuck."
"And don't. Nobody asked you to." I said smartly
He nudged my head, making me bump my head on the window
I pushed his shoulder."Stop putting your fucking hands on me."
"Or what?Rylan do not make me fuck you up in this car." he said swerving into another lane
"You're stressing me out, you're gonna cause harm to the baby."
"Imma cause harm to you if you don't STOP FUCKING TALKING!"
I let out a deep breath and sat back in my seat, not saying another word.
He turned the radio up and continued to drive to god knows where.
After a few minutes, I turned the radio down.
"Where we going?" I asked him and he cut his eyes at me
"To a place. And don't touch my fucking radio." He turned the music up again
I bit my lip refraining from cussing his ass out. You know what... fuck it.
I turned the radio off as we pulled up to some house.
"Didn't I tell you not to touch my shit!" He pointed in my face
"I don't give a fuck what you said! Lose your stank ass attitude!!" I yelled and pointed my finger in his face
"Lower your muthafuckin voice when you talking to me bruh."
"I'm not your fucking bruh BRUH! You got me so fucked up! Who the fuck you think you be talking to Royce?!"
Next thing I know, I'm holding my mouth watching blood drip from my lips onto my hands and shirt. He then yanked me by the shirt and stared me in my face
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Don't Forget About Me
Fanfiction"No- but promise me one thing." I said touching his face. He gave me his full attention. "Don't forget about me." ⚠️ Mature Content
