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Ayanna Watson
••• Baton Rouge , Louisiana
— 3:27 PM

[ NOT EDITED ] Ayanna Watson••• Baton Rouge , Louisiana — 3:27 PM

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" Someone's gonna come looking for me." I snapped at him as he stood in the kitchen of the house we just came into. After that long ass 30 minute drive , we got to this ugly ass house. It looked way better in the inside then it did on the outside.

" They can come. Ion' give a shit. As long as I say what the fuck I gotta say." He snapped back at me causing me to smack my lips and roll my eyes.  I was sitting on the couch , he had both my hands and my ankles tide together. And trust me that wasn't the best position for a girl who was 8 almost 9 months pregnant.

" Your lame ass hell kidnapping a pregnant girl." I shot back at him , hoping me trying to argue with him would make him give up. Looking ahead at him I watched him chuckle and shrug his shoulders before taking a sip from his water bottle.

" But I g-." Before he could finish his sentence their was some banging at the front door. I immediately looked over at him and he gave me a glare.

" Ahh...looks like our second guest is here." He said causing me to turn up my face ? Second guest ? This shit was really crazy...I was just kidnap by my dad all cause he wanted to tell the truth ?

What was the truth ? Cause as far as I know , or all I needed to know was that he wasn't around. There's no excuse for why you as a man should just up and walk away from your family. You chose to be elsewhere instead of with those who actually natter the most.

That's why I wanted Kentrell and I to always be in the best place possible. Together or not , I want him in Kind's life. I didn't want her to grow up like me wondering why the man she's suppose to love first isn't here with her.

I watched as he walked over towards the front door. The light knocking had now turned into banging and a familiar voice was screaming aloud from the outside.

" Antonio come open this fucking door." I heard the familiar woman's voice knitting my eyebrows beginning to realize that it was my own mom. It felt like a whole weight had been taken off my damn shoulders...I wasn't free but my mom was here which was a good sign.

He unlocked the doors and snatched the door open. She stood there about to yell until she seen me sitting ahead on the counter.

" And you kidnap our daughter ? " She yelled at him sending a hard ass slap against his face. He aggressively smacked his lips and grabbed her by her wrist snatching her inside. She had got yanked so hard , she damn near tripped over her own feet.

" The fuck you putting your hands on me for ! We too fucking grown for that shit Kamille. " He yelled at her tossing her against the couch.

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