Chapter Fourty Two:

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Nunu
November 6
2:15 pm

I pressed the button on my key fob to unlock my doors, just getting off of work. It was busy, I was beyond tired for the day and I just wanted to go to sleep. As I approached my car, the boy in the car next to mine got out and stopped waking once he saw me

"Wassup"

"Hey" I blandly responded then walked past him going to my car. As I opened my door he walked up to me and i recognized him. He was karma's sisters babydaddy or something like that

"Why you gotta act so rude ma?" He chuckled

"Ion feel like talking, can you move?" I asked as he stood in the door

"My bad. I ain tryina bother you. I just wanted to see what wassup witchu?"

"Don't you have kids or something to go play with?"

"What wrong with me having a baby?"

"It comes with a momma, now like I said before.. move please"

"But ion fuck with my babymomma tho"

"But you was kissing her all up in chic fil a the other week.."

"Oh you was watching me?"

I shook my head "no. Like I said, y'all were dead in the middle of chic fil a kissing"

"Me and London ain shit. Trust me. I wouldn't be tryina fuck witchu if I was"

I rolled my eyes and started my car before looking at him again, seeing he didn't move yet

"Well I'm sorry but I'm not interested. I don't do relationships nomore"

"Why not?"

"Why is that-.. can you MOVE! Forreal?!"

Keyshawn shook his head and backed up "see this why you can't be nice to bitches"

"And that's perfectly fine" I told him before slamming my door closed and backed up out of the parking space, leaving.

Before I headed him, I stopped at the gas station to go get some gas because I hated going in the mornings and I knew I had to work tomorrow morning. I pulled up to the gas pump and got out. I went in the store and as I headed to the line to pay I spotted Dishaun rolling up behind me in his wheelchair and Kayla along with him

"Whew chileeee. This day keeps getting better" I heard him say "the amount of lame bitches in the atmosphere almost concerns me"

"Dishaun chillll" Kayla laughed meanwhile I rolled my eyes

"Yeah lemme chill cause I can't put my hands on these bitches like I want to. All they do is run and tell they tired ass cousin"

"Now why you wanna be petty?" Kayla asked him

"Why not? Issa beautiful day..the perfect day to make bitches upset cause they win touchin shit but that lil chic fil a bag"

At this point I was sick of it and turned around "and what bag is you touchin? You concerned bout the wrong thing baby"

"Girl bye... with that crunchy ass weave"

"I'm not bout to play witchu" Kayla laughed with Dishaun

"No keep laughing cause both of y'all can get that ass beat. And this'll be twice for you Kayla so you might wanna stop letting Dishaun boost you"

"Twice for who? Yeah bye" she waved me off

"I swear Karma just beatcho ass"

"Oh, since you lost yo friends you kissing her ass. Should've known"

"I'm not even bout to do this witchu right now" I turned back around seeing it again as my turn

"Oh! Cause I thought a dumb bitch that got her brother killed said sum" I heard Dishaun say and that set me off

I turned around and grabbed him by his shirt, slung his skinny ass right out of his wheelchair and started beating his ass

While since fought Dishaun I felt myself being picked up by somebody and as soon as they got me up, my hands where forced behind my back. I shouldn't have been surprised though because the police stay at this store but in the hear of the moment I didn't care. Fuck Dishaun and Kayla goofy asses, and everytime I see them on god, ima best they ass

London

2:45 pm

While I sat on the floor at the coffee table with Azaria, we both colored in her coloring book since that's what she wanted to do

"No! Pink mommy.. sky is PINK!" She fussed, making sure I colored these little paw patrol dogs right

"Alright, my bad" I grabbed the pink crayon and started coloring again. She stopped what she was coloring to watch me making sure I was doing it right then nodded

"Like that"

"Well thank you for making sure I did it right"

"Mommy.." she called me while she kept her eyes on the book "Can I stay with you?"

"You do stay with me. But you stay with daddy too"

"No" she shook her head "I want you ALL the days"

I laughed a little "why you don't like staying with daddy?"

"I don't like his girlfriend"

"Why not?"

Azaria just shrugged "I not like her mommy. I like Kay. Can I see Kay?"

I sighed and ran my tongue across my teeth

"Not right now, okay"

"Okay.. can we go when the baby come?"

"Zari, Kay already had her baby"

"No not her baby.. that one" she pointed to my stomach and I sat the crayon down, looking at her

"Who told you a baby was in there?"

"Daddy. But it's a secret"

I bit the insides of my cheeks. Why in the hell did he tell her that I was pregnant!

"Daddy said I can hold the baby and play with the baby too"

"He did huh?" I asked and she smiled while nodding, looking down at the coloring book. I stood up and grabbed my phone "zari finish coloring. I'll be right back"

"Okay" she responded before looking back down and I called Keyshawn's number as I went down the hall to my room. As I sat on the bed the phone picked up

"Keyshawn!"

"Wassup? What wrong?" He asked

"You told Azaria I was pregnant?"

"......yeah, why"

"YEAH?! Nigga why would you do that?!"

"Why she can't know?"

"Cause you did that outta spite! You KNOW I said I ain wanted to keep it and you still went and told her now you got her hopes up! That's childish as fuck!"

He laughed which I didn't think was funny at all

"I already told you, you ain getting rid of my baby London"

"What do you want from me Keyshawn. You supposedly happily married, you got Azaria, what could you want?!"

"You know what I want. Kill my baby and watch what gone happen. And if you think I'm playin... try me"

I rubbed my face "...bye Keyshawn"

Before he could say anything else I hung up the phone and threw my phone to the side, wiping my eyes as tears started to fall

"Mommy, where you at?" Azaria yelled from the living room

"I'm coming" I told her as I took a deep breath, made sure I fixed my face in the mirror and left the room

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