Kynae P.O.V

I'm a bout 8 and a half months pregnant and things are going pretty well but King doesn't allow me to be by myself.

Right now I'm laying in my bed watching TV shirtless while King is laying on my boobs rubbing my stomach watching the baby kick.Now this nigga know that when he is around this little girl doesn't calm down.

She is already a big daddy's girl.At just the sound of his voice I just feel a football match in my belly and this shit is painful as fuck..and not to mention I gotta be peeing every five minutes and I look like a fucking whale bruhh.

King's phone started to ring and he answered...He started speaking to a person on the other  line and there was cursing and loud talking in the background...

King jumped up and started putting his clothes on ...I sighed ,I don't like this shit.

He turned to look at me and said"Yo what's wrong with you"

"King nothing just leave"I said while I struggled to get up and wobbled into the bathroom.

"Babyyy"he said while walking into the bathroom wipping my tears away and kissing me on the lips."I'll be back as soon as I can,I promise OK" and with a last kiss he left.

I hate when he leaves.He always gotta do some shit.

I walking downstairs and searched the cupboards for hot cheetos and then I went to the freezer and took the ice cream and then went to get cookies.

I sat on the couch and started watching law and order while eating the junk around me..King will kill.my ass.

After 3 hours or so it was 1am and King came in the house smelling like cheap perfume and weed.

He tried to kiss me but I dogded it.I don't have time for his shit.
"Ky what the fuck is your problem"he said to me.

"You coming in here after you fucked your bitches  and you wanna come home and kiss me like shit is so sweet .nah fuck you"I said while I wobbled my big ass upstairs crying.

King went to the guest room probably to shower while I went to the closet and grabbed a suitcase and started packing my clothes.

King entered the room and walked up to me but I just kept  packing..He ripped the clothes out of my hands and shoved them back in the closet.