London POV
"Antwan ima need you to keep yo old hoes in check. B!tch texting me like I won't stump her out." I said to him over the phone
He laughed , "why you entertaining her if you know you my girl? It don't make no sense."
"I know but-"
"Nah no buts. If you know we f*ckin with each other then nobody else gotta know..cuz we know what we got going on. You arguing with females that think they got me..when you already do. Wasting yo time shordy."
"Mhm. You right..I guess"
"I know I am. Ima hit yo line later. I love you"
"I love you too." I hung up & put my phone down.
Antwan is right , but these girls must not know that I'm crazy when it comes to my nigga. Period.
I was mad bored . Ion be having sh*t to do.. fr.. So I just took a 3 hour nap.
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I woke up with spammed texts & posts from people I barely knew fr.
I went to check my messages & seen back to back messages asking
"Why did Antwan get locked up?"
"What did he do??"
"Tell me what happened !"
I didn't even know what happened my dang self. I took a 3 hour nap and then I wake up to hearing my boyfriend is in jail?? Like wtf.
I got my phone and called Amari .
She picked up after the 3rd call
"Amari??"
"Wassup?"
"What happened with Antwan?"
"Some shootout . He was around when it happened but he wasn't involved with it..I just found out through one of his friends.."
"What the actual f*ck? Aight..thank you"
"Your welcome." She hung up & I put my phone down.
My nigga literally in jail .
I'm pregnant .
Wtf else ? Wtf else gon happen 🌚