Married To A Football Player (Bahja Love Story)

Chapter Five: God Has His Own Plans

*Bre POV*

I Was At The Point Where I Was Getting Annoyed Ass Hell With Jason, He Would Not Leave Me Alone Ever Since He Saw Me In The Park The Other Day, All He Asks For Is Drew And Even Me Like What The Fuck, I Was Currently On The Phone With His Ass

--Phone Convo--

Me- Can You Please Leave Me Alone

Jason- Not Intill You Let Me See My Son

Me- Why You Want To See My Son All Of A Sudden

Jason- Cause He's Mine

Me- Yours?

Jason- I Mean I Ain't Never Had A Son Before

Me- But Your Girlfriend Is Pregnant

Jason- She Is Not My Girlfriend!!

Me- Thats What You Said To Me

Jason- Were Not Together, Its Just For Publicity And She's Not Really Pregnant I Wish I Would Get That Crazy Hoe Pregnant

Me- I Knew She Looked Familiar

Jason- You Shouldn't Let What Problems We Got Interfere With Drew Having A Father In His Life

Me- Whatever

Jason- Please

Me- Fine I'll Be Over In About 20 Mins, That Bitch Better Not Be There

--Phone Convo Ended--

I Got Up And Walked In The Bathroom And Did My Hygiene And Put On A Black Crop Top, Black Shorts And Black Timberland Boots, I Flatironed My Hair And Walked In Drew Room And Did His Hygiene And Got Him Dressed In A White T-Shirt, Black True Religion Jeans And His Butter Timberland Boots

"Where We Going Ma" Drew Said "Jason's House" I Said Grabbing His Hand And My Phone And Keys And We Walked Outside "Who?" Drew Said "Your Daddy" I Said Buckling His Ass Up Then Getting In The Drivers Seat And Took Off Down The Road, "How Come I Never Seen Him Before" Drew Said

I Grabbed The Wheel With My Left Hand And Turned Around "Ask Your Daddy Not Me" I Said Drew Tilted His Head, I Looked At Him Confused, "What" I Said He Pointed I Looked And Hit The Breaks Hard Ass Fuck, But It Didn't Matter, Two Much Of An Impact

My Head Hit The Steering Wheel And Bounced Back "Shit" I Said As I Felt Blood Dripping Out My Mouth, My Head Went To Spinning "Drew" Was The Last Thing I Called Out Before I Blacked Out

*Bahja POV*

"How Could You Let This Happen" I Yelled Into The Phone At My Manager, The Whole Affair Me And Santo Was Having Was All On TMZ And Clever News All Over The Damn Internet

"Man Shaun Gone Kill Me" I Said Hanging Up On My Manager Cause He Want Giving Me No Type Of Closer "Why You Care I Thought You Wanted Him To Find Out" Nique Said I Grabbed The Chips Out Her Hand And Threw Them Across The Room

"Hell No, I Want My Fucking Husband And I'll Be Damned If I Let Him Go" I Said "Damn I Was Eating That, Then What Is Santo To You" Nique Said "That's My Lil Boo" I Said "Damn Rashaun Know Now, The Next Bitch Gone Be Rocking Chinchilla Coats Cause You Had Let Him Go" Nique Started Singing

"You Ain't No Fucking Help" I Said "My Bad Girl, You Done Dug Yo Ass Into A Deep Hole, You Better Find A Way To Clear Yo Name" Nique Said "Man Shaun Gone Stab My Ass Like I Stabbed Him" I Said Turning On The TV Again, Nique Laughed