I had been running all over town looking for Monique. That morning when I left our home, she was still lying in bed sulking over what I did to her about a week ago. I had to leave out because Natasha wanted to meet up with me because she said she had something important to tell me. Usually, I would just ignore her ass, but she was bugging the fuck out of me, so I went and met with her at this little Mexican restaurant off of 45. The news that she laid on me had a nigga shook.

Walking into the Mexican restaurant, I was just ready for her to tell me what the fuck was up, then I'd jet, but of course, she had to be extra, she was sitting down with a plate of nachos and a coke soda.

Shaking my head, I strode over towards her and had a seat, she looked up at me with a sparkle in her eyes, and I knew something was up.

"Hey, baby!" she spoke, but I wasn't for the shit.

"Hey, what's up, Natasha? What's good, girl?" I replied not really in the mood.

"Well, I called you here because I wanted to talk to you about something. I don't really know how to tell you this, so I am just going to come right out and tell you, I'm pregnant."

It was like I was seeing stars, and I began to feel nauseous. Did this bitch just say she pregnant? I kept asking myself while looking around me to make sure nobody heard her but me.

"So, you don't have nothing to say, Lee, really?" Natasha said as she looked at me sideways like I did something wrong.

"Man, what the fuck you want me to say? I don't want no fucking kids," I honestly told her because it was the truth. I wasn't ready for no shit like that and when I felt like it was that time, I wanted Monique to be the first one to carry my child.

"Go get an abortion," I told her not feeling bad about the shit, the look on my face was stern, and I was dead ass serious.

Guessing that Natasha didn't like that conclusion, she got up and stormed away which was perfectly fine with me. I didn't want to have that conversation anymore anyways.

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"Can you please slow down before you kill us?" Monique said barely above a whisper but it was loud of enough to distract me from my thoughts.

Looking down, I was definitely going too fast, and it was best I did slow down before I got pulled over, which I didn't need those type of problems right now.

Once reaching our home, I pulled in the drive way, got out my car, and slammed the door. Leaving Monique behind, I entered our home and went straight for the bar. I needed me a stiff drink after the day I had from the shit Natasha told me to me having to look for Monique.

As I was pouring up a drink, Monique entered the house with a slight limp, which fucked with a nigga's head because I was the one that caused that.

I did love her, and I knew I needed to start treating her like I used too; she needed for me to shower her with love instead of punches.

As Monique passed me, she glanced at me and shook her head. You could tell that I was losing her, and I really didn't want that. I watched her very closely as she walked right to our room and slammed the door.

I had to get myself some help or I would be losing the one girl that I actually loved, besides my mother. The shit that happened at Jhazlyn's house honestly got out of hand, all she had to do was give me my girl and not disrespect a nigga like me. I don't know what kind of niggas she was used to fucking with, but I wasn't one of them.

Taking the bottle of Hennessey, I started drinking right from the bottle, sipping out of a cup wasn't cutting it. This was the only thing that helped ease my mind after a stressful day.

Taking one more gulp from the bottle, I decided to go shower and lay down.

I was now in bed next to Monique, and I didn't know if it was the alcohol or what, but I needed to feel her close to me.

Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her in close to me which felt amazing because we hadn't done it in a while. Thankful that she didn't try to pull away, I got comfortable and dozed off.

"Lee! Lee! Where you at, son?" I heard my daddy call out. I was hiding in the back of my closet shaking like a leaf on a windy day. I was praying he didn't find me. I always hated being left alone with him while my mom was at work.

"Lee, son, I know you hear me. Where the fuck are you?" I could tell he was getting closer because his voice was getting louder.

I heard my room door open, I could hear the boards squeak every time he took a step further into my room. Trying to control my breathing, I covered my mouth and closed my eyes tighter.

Relieved when I heard my room door close, I was now able to slow down my heart rate. And right when I was calm, my closet door swung open and he yanked me up by my shirt.

"Daddy no, please don't hurt me," I cried as my feet dangled in the air being that I was only nine-years-old, I wasn't very tall.

"You don't tell me what the fuck to do, do you hear me?" he said as he slapped me around like I was a rag doll.

"Daddy, please, please, daddy. Daddy, don't do this to me. Don't you love me? Why don't you love me?" I cried out.

"Lee, wake up. You're drenched in sweat. What's wrong? You were yelling saying something about your father." Monique shook me awake and stared at me with wide eyes.

Looking up at Monique with wide eyes because my dreams were about to have me revealing a deep secret, I tried to hide from her. Rubbing my hand over my face, I sighed.

She was looking at me waiting for me to respond, but I didn't have any words for her. Instead, I got up and left out the room.

I had to move around because for the first time, I felt weak in the presence of Monique.

Pulling out my phone, I hit up my boy Dillion. I had to get away from this house.

"What up? What up? What up?" Dillion answered the phone all chipper and shit.

"Nothin' much. Where ya' at, boy? I'm about to come ride through," I told him.

After getting Dillion's whereabouts, I slippedon some grey Nike sweats with the hoodie to match and my slides. I needed somefresh air and some time to think.

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