𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 2

"yo ass still looking for that girl?" my nigga Jahki said.

(a/n: all of these are made up names. )

"man yes! why couldn't shorty just give me ha name.." I shook my head

I saw this video on Instagram wit me and her in it and I'm tryna look thru the comments to see if anybody knew her

"ok bro.."

I seen this one comment that said 'man look at Onema ugly ass 😂'

I clicked the profile and the person ain't have no pictures or nun. I went to my search bar and looked up her name and a @ came up that said 'Onema.J'

i pressed it and the post looked like her but i didn't know if it was really her. i didn't recognize her from anywhere but that don't mean she ain't well known.

i was gon dm her but when i clicked on message, i seen she already sent something

'ion know if you gon see this but i gotta tell you sum.'

i seen that she sent this bout 20 minutes ago

'this shorty from the other night ? or you trollin"

'nah it's me but this is important. i wanna see you in person.'

i responded saying to meet me by the Wendy's by Mcdonald's. she agreed and i went to put my jacket on

"aye i'm finna go meet up wit shorty. don't fuck up my house."

i grabbed a glock just incase is a old white man or sum

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she let me know she was here so i told her to get in the black lambo. i seen her come in from the corner of my eye and i seen that it was actually her. a nigga was relieved

"wassup witchu?" i looked over at her as i blew the smoke from my blunt the other way

"i um." she kept on opening her mouth to talk but nun was coming out. she was playing wit her fingers

i grabbed her chin and made her look at me, "just say it."

she took a deep breath before saying, "i'm pregnant"

"what?"

i know her ass not tryna play wit me. cuz i pulled out

"you fr? ion got no problem wit killing a girl."

i looked over at her and he she rolled her eyes. "i deadass just took 3 pregnancy text and all them shits said positive."

"nah we boutta go to the hospital. we gon come back and get ya car when we done."

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we went to the doctors and they surely confirmed her pregnancy

the whole time i was just quiet. i had shit on my mind. like how the fuck she pregnant if i pulled out? how ion know she fucked another nigga?

we pulled up to our original spot and she was bout to get out but i pulled her back "hollon. sit down real quick"

she sat back down and closed the door.

"what you gon do wit it?" i looked over at her

"i was gon get a abortion. ion want no kids." she shrugged

"you not aborting shit." i looked at her like she was crazy. she really think she finna kill my baby

"nigga what?"

"you heard me you not aborting my baby. after you have her, if youn wanna be there i'll take care of her but you not finna kill my baby." i shook my head then put my gun on my lap

she looked down at it and laughed

"ain't shit funny. if i find out you did it imma find you bruh. i swear to God"

she rolled her eyes then looked out the window. i honestly don't care about none of that shit, and i'm serious. lemme find out. imma really hurt ha

"now tell me yo ass not gon get a abortion."

"i'm not gon get a abortion.." she said lowly, still looking at the window

"nah look me in my eyes and tell me" i grabbed her face and made her look at me in my eyes

"i'm not gon get a abortion.."

aw she so cute.

"here. gimme yo number." i gave her my phone , she put her number in and put the name as , 'Omena' . she gave me her phone, i put my name as 'Nardo😍😩♥️'

she looked at it and shook her head

"ight," i kissed her lips then pulled away "i meant what i said too. don't make me come track you down."

she got out and went to her car. i know she prolly think i'm crazy but ion care, her ass trippin