azlea😤
2 days later
"ja! bitch i don't know, i keep throwing tf up." i said to taija on the phone.
"well both i'm on my way to get these damn pregnancy tests, cause uhn uhn you betta not be pregnant." she said back on the phone.
"imma beat polo ass if i am. my ass triple fucking checked if he had a condom, fuck this shit is then?" i said throwing up in the toilet again.
i heard a knock on the bathroom door. "lea hurry up out dat damn washroom." duckio said.
"nigga i'm dying in hea, fuck you want?" i asked him.
"fuck you mean you dying? open the mf door."
i opened the door running back to the toilet puking once again.
"girl imma call you when i'm on my way back," she said hanging up the phone.
he gave me stank face. "ew, why the hell is you puking so much? you need some medicine or something?"
"i need to kill polo ass that's what i need to do." i said getting agitated.
he had his hands over his mouth. "he did this to you? i'm finna be an uncle?" he asked getting excited.
"hell fucking no. i betta not be pregnant cause i am not carrying no damn baby in my mf belly. if polo want a child he can carry that shit himself."
"wow, so i'm not finna be an uncle?" he asked sitting down on the counter.
"no."
"and what if you is pregnant?" he asked.
i shook my head. "then ian gone have a choice but to raise the child duh. and polo finna be handcuffed to me cause he ain't leaving. if he wanna have a concert i'm finna be there too cause, bitch he not finna run off."
he started daydreaming, "hopefully it's a girl, buh if it's a lil nigga. name him duckio junior. he gone be one bad ass kid."
"ain't nobody naming a child after yo ugly ass. and there ain't no mf baby so cut that shit. i really hope ian pregnant cause ion got time for that shit."
kids is so damn annoying, ion wanna lil polo or me running around cause that child finna be bad as hell.
and i got school in a couple months, fuck i look like wobbling to every class?
"have you told polo yet?" he asked me.
i shook my head. "hell nawl, i thought i been sick these days not no damn baby. so he think i'm sick, his slow ass. i'm not finna tell him till i book an appointment."
"i hope you pregnant!" duckio said.
"don't wish pregnancy upon me bitch nigga."
he laughed leaving the room. "imma pray to god!"'
i went to the sink brushing my teeth for the millionth time.
