~Brianna POV~
I was just chillin in my bed, nothing major..
I received a Instagram notification and I decided to open it.
ogshae_5
Why tf u still fuckin wit
Osama he clearly using
you and he don't want
u fr🙄.
Bitch.. u really asking for
another ass whooping
so I advise u to stop textin
me about another nigga
who just ate my coochie
and dicked me down last night 🥲
read...
Exactly wtf I thought..
I got a FaceTime call from Osama and declined it twice.fb)pl
When he called again I answered.
" why the fuck u keep playin wit me bruh " he said paying attention to the road.
" what? " I said mugging him.
" keep playin.. u seen me callin u " he said shaking his head.
" you ain't call me " I said rolling my eyes. Atp I just need to be an actor.
He just looked in the camera with a serious face.
I look at him with a serious face too until I gave in and started laughing.
" boy shut the fuck- " I was cut off by him hanging up in my face.
" bitch " I mumbled.
I hopped out the bed and jumped in the shower.
I started to have mini flash backs of last night and instantly smiled.
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" u what? " I said in disbelief.
" I'm pregnant bitch damn " Adrienne said wiping her tears.
" and it's ty's? " I asked.
" yesss " she said crying harder.
" why tf is u crying? " I asked mugging her.
" because he got another bitch pregnant.. " she sniffled.
" oh hell nawl " I put my hand on my head.
" u gone keep it?"
She gave me a " bitch is u serious " look.. " girl u know ion believe in that shit. " she rolled her eyes.
" so that's a yes? " I asked..
" yes " she replied.
" even though he got another bitch pregnant? " I asked just to be sure.
" yes " she nodded.
" bitch u dumb asf.. " I mumbled, shaking my head.
I got a text from Osama telling me to come to the park wit him.
I got up and grabbed my keys..
" and where u goin? " she asked me like she was my mama.
" to the park.. " I said walking towards the door.
" bitch I'm coming too tha fuck " she said jumping up and sliding her crocs on.
I mentally rolled my eyes.. I'm excited for her but at the same time ion want her going out like that.
I've always imagined her being with someone who really loves and understands her for a little bit AND THEN having me a lil niece or nephew..
She acting like a side hoe and it's making me upset that she ain't realized her worth..
Not saying I'm perfect but still.. 2 people pregnant at the same time by the same nigga.. don't sound good.
The drive to the park was silent, I was just deep in my thoughts and I'm pretty sure she was too..
We got to the park and it was a whole bunch of mfers out there.
We sat on the bleachers and watched the boys play..
One boy out there caught my.. oh it's Osama.
He-
" the fuck u here fa " my thought were interrupted by Shae.
" gone on " I waved her off.. not even in the mood to play wit this bitch today.
If he don't stop fuckin wit her imma have to leave him alone cause it's everyday wit this hoe.
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~ Shae POV ~
" hey mama " I said walking in her house.
" hey baby " she said lowly with a sniffle.
" what's wrong " I frowned up.
" Um.. I'm so sorry baby " she said wiping her nose.
" what is it " I said already starting to tear up.
" your dad.. " she started to cry more.
" he what.. WHAT HAPPENED " I said starting to cry.
" he's gone " she gave in.
" how? " I said trying to catch my breath.
" some one hit his car and then shot it up and ran. He got hit in the head twice and 4 times in the chest" my mother said regrouping.
I froze up.. no words.. just a blank stare with tears running down my eyes.
I couldn't believe this shit.
My dad was always here for me even when my mama wasn't.
He was one of the most caring people I knew.
" I gotta go " I said lowly.
" I love u " my mother said while I left out the door.
I drove to Osama house hoping that he was there.
I rung his door bell 3 times before he opened the door.
" the fuck u doin here Shae " he gritted.
I just broke down crying and forced myself into his arms.
He brought me inside and we sat on the couch.
" what's wrong witchu? " he asked.
" my daddy.. he's gone " I cried harder.
Osama shook his head and sighed.
" aye man stop crying.. " he demanded
" what happened? " he asked.
I told him from when I got to my mom house and when I left.
" damn.. I'm sorry for your lost " he said.
I know Osama don't know how to handle this situation.. he usually don't deal wit shit like this but I really needed someone to talk to.
" thanks.. u know for listening " I said.
" u good.. " he sat back.
I stared at his for a while and then leaned in for a kiss before I was immediately pushed back.
" Shae.. u know Ian even on that typa time right now.. " he said sitting back in the position his was in.
" so the bitch got u like this now huh? " I asked getting mad.
She righteous stole my nigga from me..
" what? " he said mugging me.
" u heard me! Did u fuck her osama? " I asked looking in his eyes.
" man get the fuck on " he waved me off..
" ANSWER MY QUESTION " I yelled getting in his face.
" Shae get the fuck out my face " he said mushing my face and standing up..
" just answer my question.. did u or not!? " I followed him as he walked to the door.
" if I did? " he said opening the door motioning me to walk outside.
" did u? " I said calming down..stepping out the door and turning to him..
He just nodded his head..
" did u regret it? "
" nah that shit was good as fuck " he shook his head.
" bet. " I simply said walking back to my car.
This nigga and this bitch got me fucked up.. I got sum for they ass..
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