( 3 months later. Raven is 3 1/2 months preggers)
Kyla's POV
"So when are we leaving?" I asked Desean.
"As soon as that damn kid of yours leave." He stated.
"What? Kyree? What do you mean?" I asked
"We are not taking him. I don't
want him and if you wanna stay with me then you better get rid of him."
"I-I can't."
"What?!" He yelled. "The fuck you mean? Your getting rid of him or I'm leaving without you."
"H-How?"
"You either gon kill him, give him up for adoption, or let him live with that nigga Rj. Either way I'm going to Miami." He said.
He walked out the bedroom leaving me to think.
I know damn well I am not killing my son.
I'm not giving him up to some random ass people so letting him live with Rj is a good idea.
I love Desean and we're moving to Miami and we're gonna start a family.
He doesn't want ky so I have to leave him here.
"I made my decision." I said walking up to Desean.
"And?"
"I'm leaving him here with Rj. I wanna be with you." I said kissing his lips.
He smiled.
"Ight, now go get me some milk from the store." He demanded.
I nodded and grabbed my purse, heading to the store.
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"Excuse you bitch." I said as some girl bumped into me.
"The names Brianna hoe, I ain't no bitch. And excuse you!" She said.
"The names Kyla bitch, I ain't no hoe."
I spat.
She rolled her eyes. "Ain't you rjs babymama"
"Yeah, what's it to ya."
"Just know I'm his girl and you being his baby mama ain't gon do shit."
"Hoe please, he always comes back for some of this. I've met his girl before and you ain't her" I said
"You know Raven?" She asked
"That bitch? Oh I hate her."
"Gimme a call sometime." She said handing me a piece of paper with her number. I took the paper and put it in my pocket.
"Why tho?"
"You don't like her, I don't like her, and my cousin peaches don't like her. We can all work together." She said.
I smiled.
"That's great, but we gotta do this soon. Im moving to Miami in a few weeks or months."
"I gotchu." She said smirking before walking away.
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Brianna's POV
"Perfect." Peaches said.
"I know, I never knew I could find people who want what I want."
"Girl we've always been twins." Peaches said. We both laughed.
"Right."
"Anyways, I heard that she's preggo. Ain't nothin better than killing her and her baby." Peaches said.
"Word? She preggo? I ain't even know. I just talked to Kyla and she said that she's going to Miami in a a couple weeks or months so she leaving her son with Rj. We gotta do this before she leaves." I said.
"Ight, who else we got to help us?" She asked. "I already got Jerome wit us. But I don't know if we can kill her. He wants her." Peaches said
"You remember that nigga Jamal?" I asked. She nodded.
"Well him and Raven used to be together till she broke up with him. He moved to atl then came back when she was starting to get with Rj back in high school. Anyways, they hated each other, Jamal shot Rj and after Rj got out the hospital he killed Jamal. Well, I know Jamal's brother and he said if I need anything that has to do with Rj and Raven, to just call him." I said.
Peaches nodded then smiled.
"This is perfect."
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"Aye mayne." My homeboy Kingsley said through the phone.
"Wassup?"
"I heard on the streets that a few niggas got a hit on you and yo girl mayne. They tryna get at yall." He said.
The fuck?
"Word? Who is it." I asked
"Ion know his name but he that nigga Jamal's brother."
Fuck!
"Ight man, we gon keep it on the low. Hit me up if you got anymore info"
"Ight mayne I gotchu"
We hung up.
I called up just who I needed to talk to.
"What's crackin cuzzzzz" Craig said answering the phone.
(Lol. Craig is the crip Rj bumped into at the liquor store when they was younger. Go back some chapters and you'll find it.)
"Aye my nigga, I need some info"
"Name em." He said.
Craig a real nigga. He got the tea on some real shit.
"Ion know his name by you remember Jamal? That nigga that was tryna kill me. Yeah his brother."
"Oh you mean CJ? Oh that nigga irritating as hell brah. Always tryna kill me. Like bitch I'm too slick!
Wassup wit him?" He asked
"Bitvh nigga got a hit out on me and my girl. Gotta take his ass out ASAP, no rocky."
"My nigga I gotchu. I can send a couple of the homeboys in on him for you. Dat coo?"
"Yeah. Thanks fam. Yous a real one."
"It's all coo cuz, hit me up when you need more tea"
"Fashoo fam."
We both hung up.
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General FictionEDITING this was my very first book so please don't judge 😭 under construction 🗣
