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Karla Francis

I finished off my few slices of pizza, leaving my crust behind. I had even taken a whole hour and a half nap and by the time I woke up and realized I was in the couch with the plate of pizza on my lap; Elijah was still where I left him, across from me with eyes glued on the basketball game highlights. I guess Myles was serious about needing rest.

I sat back in the chair and ran my fingers through my hair. Apart from the drama that I had going down; this trip had been so boring for me. I was always the life of the party and not being able to drink or get high was such a bummer.

I looked down at my stomach and pouted; I always had baby fever from time to time but now that I'm in this position I get to realize how boring of a lifestyle it was. I was always sleepy, I could never keep down the food that I actually loved, my breasts were sore and I'd get some cramping from time to time. It was just an uncomfortable situation to be in, one that I was far from being used to.

"What you pouting about over there?" Elijah asked, finally looking at me due to the highlights being on a commercial break.

"I feel so fat." I said low.

"Well you just ate half of my box of pizza."

"I'm eating for two, so realistically I ate my regular portion plus the babies."

"Oh, here we go," he rolled his eyes and chuckled. "You girls kill me with that excuse."

"It's not an excuse." I rubbed my belly, "I want a healthy bouncy, baby so I gotta stay nourished."

"If you say so, you still owe me for that box though."

"HA. You still owe me for this BOX, though." I raised my brow and he sat there dumbfounded for a second. "Don't think I'm letting you go easy. With me having to be out of the game once I start showing, I gotta make sure I collect my dues and save up for my baby. After all, Myles is pretty damn broke and I know I am the only breadwinner."

"Myles aint broke, he's out here grinding."

"Where? At the car shop?" I scoffed, "gimme a break Elijah, he wasn't even able to pay for his own sister's eye surgery. Can you imagine if something major goes wrong with our kid? It's clear that he won't be able to provide for him or her as well."

"Not everybody got 11k just laying around."

"If Myles would stop being such a punk and go back to his old high school ways... for sure he would have that and more laying around. Those were the days when he was fine and in charge, mmm." I shook away the dirty thoughts that wandered into my head.

"Those were the days when he nearly got locked up every other day. College saved his life. Although he didn't get to graduate, with this big performance tomorrow night; I'm sure he's going to be one step closer to being amongst some of the greats."

"College turned him into a pussy," I shrugged. "And if anyone's going to make it amongst the greats it would be you, because Myles once again is too pussy to sing or even rap his own lyrics."

"He doesn't like the spotlight."

"Because he aint a boss no more..."

"Damn, low blow." Elijah leaned forward, "I honestly don't get what you have against him though."

"What makes you think I have something against him?"

"Just the way you speak about him when it's just the two of us; it's never positive. Then you come around and try to ruin his life by trapping him with this baby that you know aint even his and y-."

"Hold the hell up." I held up my hand and sat up. "This baby is Myles'"

"Oh, please Karla, you may be able to fool his gullible ass but aint no way you're fooling me. You've slept with every man on my strip, any of them could be a contestant at this point."

"Aint none of them used an expired condom while being with me. With my client I make sure I use my own, Myles knows this but he didn't trust me and chose to use his own box. Now look where we are."

"Hmm, fair enough I guess. However, I have a feeling that this is nothing but a scheme. I'll wait for you to be able to take a DNA test before I sit up here and believe you."

"Nigga, your stupid ass needs to shut up bout 'fair enough, I guess.'" I said mocking his voice.

"Don't be mad at me, I can just smell bullshit and normally when I do; I'm right about it."

"And I can't wait to see the look on your face in the next 9 months. Myles is the daddy, that I am sure about."

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, I guess." He returned his attention back to the TV and I rolled my eyes. It was the middle of the day and I was so bored; I couldn't even go outside because of how hot it was, my sweating was also becoming a problem.

As Elijah focused on the Sportsnet; I checked a couple text messages on my back-up work phone. It was filled with a couple dirty pictures, as well as payments coming in for me to send my nudes. Even when I wasn't working, I was still working. I sent what I needed to send, then made sure Elijah wasn't looking before I pulled out my regular phone.

I texted my mom to let her know the baby and I were good; she knew about it from day one and my mother unlike most was fine with it. After all, she had me at a young age and I was doing just fine so she wasn't worried. I also texted my stepsister who I never got to see due to the distance and fellow backpage co-worker Aaliyah; she always had the latest gossip for me. The gossip that kept me on my toes as well as helped me with being in charge around here.

Once I was done, I sighed and stood up, yawning dramatically for Elijah to see how bored I was, he didn't pay me any mind. So, I sashayed over to him and plopped down in the empty space, I ran my hand up his thigh. "What are you doing?" he snapped at me.

"I'm bored..."

"Myles is upstairs."

"He isn't talking to me right now, so you're the next best thing."

"Karla, you really need to stop."

"You weren't saying that last night when Aaliyah was here..." I pulled my hair into a ponytail, then returned to rubbing his thigh until I got closer and closer to what I wanted.

"I'm not about to do this with you, especially with my boy being right upstairs. I told you that last night was the last night."

"You don't get to call the shots Elijah, as long as you owe me money; I do. Now lean back." I commanded, before climbing over his body to straddle him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he grabbed a hold of my arms and shook me. "Why must you be so evil about everything? You have a whole man upstairs yet you're down here creeping around and blackmailing me for what?! I just can't seem to figure you out; you went for Zahra, then Monet, meanwhile ruining all the fun for me. What do you gain from this? What do you gain from being a bitch?"

"First and foremost; I'm THAT bitch. Secondly, I am not evil I just keep it real and when I want something or something; I make sure that I get it. Zahra and Monet were getting in the way of me and my baby father so I got rid of them."

"You don't even care about Myles."

"Just because I speak on facts about him doesn't mean I don't care about him, he's going to be the father of my baby for Christ sakes."

"If you cared about him, you wouldn't be constantly trying to get some from me. You wouldn't be holding it over my head every time I try to tell you know. If you cared, your conscience would kick in by now. Why me? Why are you constantly trying to use me?"

"Don't try and play victim like you don't like it." I ran my hand down his chest, "I keep you around because I'm so accustomed to having options. With me being in Miami I lack that, and I need to find a way to get my fix. I figured that you're easy and pretty desperate so why not put you to use?"

"I'm far from being desperate and actually so over your loose box. I told you last night that I'm done and I meant it."

"Oh please, you aren't going anywhere."

"Karla, you really need to chill..." he said trying to push me off. "I can't do this anymore, I'm going to get the money to pay you."

"Don't push me!"

"Well maybe if you got off of me, I wouldn't have to." He pushed again, but this time I slapped him across his face. Something you never did, to a nigga from New York. Elijah's brows furrowed as he rubbed his cheek. I would've apologized but, he had it coming for him. Any man should know that I never took no for an answer and I wasn't planning on starting today. "You got five seconds to get the hell off of me Karla, because I swear to God..."

"You swear to God what? Even if you do pay me. You know that I'm capable of anything at this point in time. You can say no all you want, but just remember your performance time slot for tomorrow is in the palm of my hands. If I were you; I'd do as I'm told." I smiled slightly, "I want the D, now give it to me."

"I said no." he spoke softly but his eyes were dark and I knew he was getting frustrated.

"What better could you get? You're always getting Myles' leftovers or stuck being the rebound for some chick. No one ever wants you, and here I am giving you the attention you've been dying to get. The attention no woman is willing to give you." I kissed his lips softly, "let me show you how good it feels to be Elijah for once and not just Myles' stupid little side kick." I kissed him again, but he began to look as if he was thinking about something; as if I had hit a nerve. I ignored it and leaned in once more, this time Elijah pushed me off him within seconds; sending me into the coffee table that shattered around me. I winced and cried out in my pain; my back began to ache immediately and I felt tears begin to well up in my eyes.

"I really didn't mean to..." he jumped up, reaching to help me up. "I don't know what got into me."

"Get the hell away from me!" I spoke and as I did, sharp pains began to run through my body. There was blood and glass everywhere, I hadn't realized it until I looked down at my hands, arms and legs that was now covered in blood. I had shards of glass just hanging out of me.

"Karla, let me help you up. Please, I really don't know what came over me. I just spaced out for a second." He reached out to grab me again but this time I screamed at the top of my lungs, meanwhile using my cut up and bloody hands to rip the shirt I had on. "What the hell are you doing..." he asked. I pulled one of the cups of my bra down, exposing myself. I continued screaming. "What are you d-."

"What is going on?!" I looked up to see Myles running down the stairs, he looked a hot mess; drool dried against his cheek and an imprint of whatever he was laying on; on his cheek. His eyes were low and his nose was red. It reminded me a lot of the old him, when he used to be on that white girl.

As he stepped into the room he looked at me with wide eyes then over at Elijah. Myles ran over to me and knelt into the glass, so he could lift me up, he then placed me to lay on the couch and started taking out the little pieces of glass. The whole time Elijah stood there, wearing a panic expression. "Karla, what happened? Are you alright? Is the baby alright?" he looked me over. I watched as he pulled out his phone and dialed 9-1-1.

I sobbed and shook my head.

"What happened baby girl?" he placed my hair behind my ear, he was such a gentleman; something I hadn't experienced in what felt like forever. He held the phone up to his ear, gave them our address, nodded a few times then hung up. "What happened?"

"Yo..yo..your b.boy... he ti.tr.ried t.t.t.o. ra.p.e. me." I said through my sobs before winced again' this time I had gotten a pain in my lower stomach, I cupped it and Myles noticed. He pushed my shirt open and jaw clenched. I looked down to see a big gash under my belly. I don't even know how the glass got there, but it did and now I'm panicking.

"She's lying!" Elijah screamed out. "You know I'd never do that."

I took a deep breath "he's been doing it." I said, trying to catch my breath. "From the moment we landed together, and he forced me not to tell you because then you wont get to perform and I know how much of a dream this is to you... I didn't want to ruin it."

"Bullshit!" Elijah inched closer to me and I could see the darkness fill his eyes again. "Your dumb skank, hoe ass was trying to make me pay for sex."

"I wouldn't do that while being in a relationship with Myles, your best friend. That's low."

"You were just screwing me with your step sister last night!" Elijah called out and Myles sat up.

"So you did have sex with her?" Myles asked.

Elijah stood dumbfounded again and I could see it in Myles' face that he wasn't playing his demeanor changed into the boss that he once was. I smiled a bit at Elijah behind Myles' back and before I knew it; Elijah reached for my neck but Myles was too quick. I watched him throw Elijah up against the couch and feed him straight punches to his abdomen. I heard Elijah grunt and grown, trying to fight off Myles as well but no little temper tantrum was a match to Myles when he was already upset; he fought to kill and a girl like me was so tired of Elijah that I didn't mind it.

"You're really about to kill me over a girl?!" I heard Elijah cry out, "a bitch you don't even want?"

"My potential child is in there." Myles said, choking him. "You put my child in danger, but not only that...you rape my baby mother?! what the hell, you can't get your own damn pussy!?" Myles yelled. "Then you try to beat an innocent woman in front of me?!" Elijah's face started changing color and I could hear the sound of the sirens outside. Although I wanted to see more, I didn't want to see Myles get in trouble.

"Let him go baby, the police are outside." I said, there was a knock on the door but it didn't look like Myles cared. "BABY! PLEASE LET HIM GO!" I cried, using my bloody hands and whatever strength I had left to try and get Myles off of him.

"MIAMI POLICE!" I heard followed by another knock.

"Babe, let him go, if they catch you in here with your hands around his throat; you're going to jail." I said, "our baby needs his or her daddy out here, not behind bars." That caused him to look over at me. As they busted open the door probably due to hearing me scream, Myles let go of Elijah who dropped to the couch and held onto his neck as he tried to catch his breath.

Police flooded the room followed by paramedics that rushed to my side. They took a look at my injuries and the police tried to question Myles but he wouldn't take his eyes off me. "We're going to have to take you to a hospital." One of the paramedics said to me. "You're bleeding!" she said very calm, with a hint of panic. I looked in Myles eyes and realized that it was worse that I thought, I didn't want to look down. Tears began to flow and I immediately regretted every complaint I had about being pregnant earlier. I wanted this more than anything in the world and I could be losing it? "Just relax dear, we're going to get this handled."

I practically sobbed and before I could even open my mouth, Myles did, turning to the police he said, "Arrest him, I just caught him down here raping my girlfriend."

Elijah's eyes widened, and his jaw dropped. "Bro, you're really about to do this to me?" he said before being turned over and handcuffed.

"I aint your bro..." Myles spat out at him. "How dare a snake like you even try to address me as such."

"After all we've been through."

"Oh, eff all that." Myles sucked his teeth. "Just get him out of my sight." He said to the police officers.

The paramedics got me onto a stretcher and Myles raced to my side, holding onto my hand as they rolled me out... "I hope you lose your baby, you dumb bitch!" Elijah screamed from in the house. Myles was about to go back and get him but I gripped onto his hand, I needed him right now...

I think I just made a mistake that I would have to live with, for the rest of my life.

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