Filled With Pain – Thirty Seven
I looked at the note in my hand.
Killed. I. Her
I had been getting these type of messages for the past 4 months. If I said I wasn’t scared I would be lying.
I grabbed all of the notes before stuffing them into my bag.
I waddled into the kitchen to see Tristan on his phone and Emi feeding Asten.
“Morning.” I murmured.
“Hi ma!” Emi said.
“Morning darling.”
“Mommy.” Asten shouted before rubbing my stomach.
“Tristan...”
“Emi get ready let’s go. I’ll drop you off aite?” I bit down on my lip and waited for abit.
“Ma, Ima get home a little late. I’ve got erm... a meeting after school. Yeah with the head. Bye,” She rushed out with Tristan.
“Asten go and get your shoes where going to see grandpa Alrighty?”
*
“Who do you think sent them?” I asked my dad as he read the notes.
“I don’t know Rocky. How long have you been getting them for?” My dad asked.
“Around, 4 months now.” He nodded.
“Keep them here and I’ll check it out later aite?” I nodded. “So how’s the baby?”
“Good.” I muttered.
“How’s Tristan? That bitch ass.”
“Pops man! We alright...I guess.” I said while playing with my fingers.
“Hmm...Take Asten home it’s getting late” Pops said.
“Yeah, I’ll talk to you later aite? Love you daddy” I kissed his cheek and Asten done the same.
“Bye bye,”
**
“Hello?” I spoke into the phone.
“What it do, my beautiful daughter in law. How are you and my grand babies?” Tristan’s dad asked.
I smiled.
“Hey John, were good. How are you?” I asked as we stopped at the traffic light.
“I’m good, great actually. Business is good. How’s-”
“Erm, I’m driving could you talk to Asten?” I handed Asten my phone but on loud speaker.
“GRANDPA!” Asten shouted.
“What it do solider?”
I turned around to see Asten looking confused.
I done a sign with my hands and he answered.
“I’m fine.”
“That’s good, give it back to mommy.” I took the phone out of his hands.
“Do you need help with anything cos I need to get home and feed Asten so...?”
“Come studio. Theres food here and plus Tristan’s car broke down so hes staying here a bit longer and needs a ride home. Plus I haven’t seen you in ages.”
“Alright, I’ll be there in 5”
**
“You’re pregnant?” John asked as he looked at my bump.
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