I knew he was getting out but I didn’t know the exact day. I made sure to text Zaharra one simple word “Lo”.
“So,” Lo came up to me and hugged me and I guess he felt my stomach under my coat. He grabbed my zipper as I tried to explain.
“Look Lo don’t be mad.” He got my coat open and I could see the hurt in his eyes. I started tearing up.
“You let some nigga get you pregnant? You suppose to be my baby and you fucking niggas raw out here.”
I zipped up my coat. I tried to walk out the house and he grabbed my arm. I got scared I knew what was coming. He spun me around and slapped me in my face. His mama came to my rescue.
“Boy don’t hit that girl that’s why she in this predicament now. You didn’t love her right.”
Nancy was right here I was seventeen and on my second child. I was looking for love I realized that but realization and changing is not the same thing. I left the house that day with new determination. I loved Shane and he loved me I was gone love him right so that he would love me right. That was all we needed. That was why Lo and I didn’t work out because he loved liquor more then he loved me. I wanted a real man, a real family.
Chapter Five
Shane and I had been doing well. Even Lo was being a good father. He got Daphne all the time and even bought her stuff. He wouldn’t give me any money because he said I wasn’t gone trick his money off on me and my nigga. Whatever he just wanted to be on bullshit and he was still getting drunk but we were good. I was about due. It was the week that I was due and Shane decided that he was going out of town to talk to his drug connect. I was heated that muthafucka excuses was always about money but the money wasn’t totaling up with the excuses. Like your drug connect boy you sold weed come on I know damn well whoever you sold for was local.
Zaharra stayed with me so I wouldn’t be alone. I was due and I needed someone there with me. Zaharra was a great friend anytime I needed her she would always be there for me. Daphne was staying with her dad until I had the baby so I did not have to worry about toting her around.
I just didn’t understand why Shane had to spend an entire week out of town. He told me some bullshit talking about he had to make sure that they didn’t think he was on some sheisty shit. The nigga was lying but I had no proof. He left that Monday and I cried. He promised to answer his phone for me. Zaharra and I kicked it though. It was fun just like old times. We danced and watched movies like old times. I was ready to drop this load so we did everything we could think of to get this baby out of me. I was on leave from my job because I was too far along, I didn’t get paid when I was off but I would have a job after the baby was born.
We watched Waiting to Exhale and cried and talked about our life. I loved Zaharra. Yellow and Red were okay but they lived a different lifestyle. They lived and breathed hustling niggas. They had started working at the local strip club and believe me they was getting paid. Red drove a yellow Hummer and Yellow drove a red Beamer. The bitches were getting paid. Zaharra was still on the bus. She was graduating first in her class. She was smart. I mean although I had a baby I was still maintaining a 2.8 but I had fucked up I had started my family to early but I wasn’t going to back down I was gone live with my mistakes.
I had been doing my checkups with Shane. I told him that the doctor said I was three centimeters and I needed to know when he was coming back. He said he would be back before the baby came. It was Friday night and I got an unexpected visit from Lo. It was about eleven at night and he