Chapter Twelve:

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Months...

Kayla
March 19
1:50 pm
(Dishaun's House)

"Hey bitch" Dishaun greeted me as I got out my car and headed to where he was on his porch, looking through mail

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"Hey bitch" Dishaun greeted me as I got out my car and headed to where he was on his porch, looking through mail. I walked up the ramp they had to insert due to him being in a wheelchair

"Whatchu doing?"

"Looking for this stupid ass check. My grandma been blowing me all day talkin bout make sure my check came in the mail"

"Dora got bills to pay" I joked, calling his grandma by her nickname, short for Dorothy.

"Dora better get out my face. This my money anyways" he mumbled then looked up as we heard talking a little down the road.

"Them yo friends ain it?" I asked him, seeing Benji's lil girlfriend and milani outside talking to some girl next door to them that held a little girl on her hip

"Them hoes ain my friend. Fuck em. That's why Benji gone leave that hoe as soon as she have that lil baby"

My laughing stopped and I looked at Dishaun

"She pregnant?"

"Mhmm. If you notice, she ain been wearing them tight ass clothes like she used to be"

"It's still cold as hell outside too. You be reaching"

"Bitch how you gone tell me and I live across from them hoes. Plus I done heard she was pregnant and if anything they done confirmed it when they started buying all that baby stuff and be taking it in the house"

I rolled my eyes at Dishaun. I doubt that girl was pregnant. I looked down the street at her while she smiled in the little girls face.

"Then you know it Benji birthday too"

"Mhmmm" I muttered as the door opened and Mrs Dora stuck her head out

"Hey Mrs Dora" I greeted her

"Hey baby.. Dishaun, that check came?"

"Yeah. It right here" he held it up and she nodded before going back into the house. I know Dishaun hated his grandma always asked him about that disability check he gets now that he's in a wheelchair but she had to quit her job to take care of him now so that's the only source of income they have and he treats her like shit about it. I could never do that to my grandma but don't let me say anything to him about it, god knows he'd go off and ion have time so I let him do whatever floats his boat

"You so mean to her"

"I'm not. She just aggravating as fuck. I got this money cause I can't work. She can go get a job."

I shook my head and looked across the street again as a car pulled up in front of Dishaun's house behind mine

"Who that?"

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