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Chapter 17

Jamal in the mm

Aniyah POV

About 30 minuetes into the party Malaya was already downing a third shot.

"Aniyah! Cole is cheating on me with some girl named *Makes snore* I heard him say it in his sleep!" Malaya says and hugs me.

"Malaya, your drunk." I mumble. "How dare you! Im not drunk!" she gasps and pulls away from me.

"Can you tell time right now?" I ask. "Of course." She looks at her watch. "Im not drunk you dumb ass watch!" She yells over the music. Oh my god...

I look over and see Cammy dancing on Red.

The familiar sound of Nasty freestyle comes on, and I see the girls already dancing to it.

I realize the beat bout to drop so I hurry beside them and whip with them. "You always do that!" Jakiyah pushes me slightly. I laugh a bit and see a familiar person walking to the back door. Derrick.

I chase after him and grab his arm as he gets outside. "What chu want." He says and mugs me.

"Nigga 1. Fix yo damn attitude and 2. wtf you not answering my calls?"

"Oh so after you fight my baby mama then kill the baby shit supposed to be cool?" He yells at me. "Nigga what the fuck are you talking bout?"

"Who else Aniyah? wow you stoop that low go and fight Timesha for what?"

"Look nigga idk what your talking bout and you not finna disrespect me with your two black eyes!" I yell at him.

"Two black eyes? Where?"

"Right here nigga."

I deck him in his right eye and then his left and walk away. "Gurl what happened?" Shakira asks me. "He talking bout I killed his baby  after jumping his baby mama. Shit." I say. Shakira kisses her teeth. "It's stupid asf that a nigga will go and believe the hoe." she mumbles.

I laugh at her and head to my car. I need an asprin. I open my door and sit in the seat. I take the asprin dry and lean back and let the breeze flow through the door.

"Was good?" someone says and I jump.

"Micheal what you want?" I ask and roll my eyes.

"Just wanna talk."

"Fur wut?!" I yell and wince cause of my head ache. "Here take this, I just had one." he hands me a white pill. "Naw im good." I say and lean back in the chair. He grabs my chin and forces the pill in my mouth as I punch him to let me go. "JUST TAKE THE GODDAMN PILL!" He yells. "NO! LEMME GO!" He shoves the pill in my mouth and it slides down my throat. I cough and try to spit up the pill but it already went down.

Micheal lifts me up bridal style and carries me away from my car and my vision becomes a little hazy.

Cammy POV

Ok, I just asked the DJ to play me and the girls turn up song, but I couldn't find Aniyah. "Shakira, where Aniyah go?" I asked her while she was all booed up with Laza.

"She just went outside." She said. "alright, I'm gonnna go find her and if our song start without me and yall dance you gone get cut." I say and walk outside.

"Heeeeyyy sexy girl..." some drunk guy latches onto me. "Look nigga you need to back the fuck up." I say and snatch away from him.

"Bitch don't get slapped!" he yells at me.

"Nigga f you lay yo hands on my girl you gone wake up with 3 fingers." Red comes outa nowhere.

"Whateverrrr, she wont cute no waaayyy *Hiccup*"

"Thanks bae. Hey you see Aniyah?" I ask him.

"Yo I saw her in the backyard and she decked Derrick shit and I was like 'Dayuuuuum!" he laughs.

I roll my eyes at him and ask if she still back there. "Naw she went out the front door for something." he says.

"Follow me to the car we parked like 2 blocks away." I say and he takes my hand and we walk to the car and see the door wide open. "Ion see her." Red says.

"Obviously Red! Be smart!" I pop him in his neck.

"Ahh shit Cammy that  shit hurt!" he says. I look around for her and see an old man sitting on his porch smoking a cigarette. "Um excuse me sir?" I call out.

He looks at me. "Have you seen a teenage girl in this car?" I ask.

"Nah it was her and some boy. He put something in her mouth and carried her off." he says and blows a cloud of smoke.

"SO YOU DIDNT TELL ANYBODY!" Red steps on his lawn and the man scowls.

"AYE! GET OFF MY LAWN YOU PUNK ASS KID!" he yells.

"Fuck yo lawn! I gotta grandpa he come and fuck you and yo lawn up!" he says and reaches in his pocket.

Is this nigga bout to pull a gun on this man?

Red takes a bag of Cheetos out his pocket and sprinkles them on his lawn. "AYE!"

"Nigga I'll go buy a Pepsi and water yo flowers." He says and grabs my hand. we walk back to the house and I'm getting paranoid. Who took her out her car? Like nigga damn. I stood on the porch for a bit and saw this guy eyeing me. He was cute. About 6'0 brown skin, nice ass tape and a tattoo behind his ear.

"Why you aint smiling ma?" he asks. "Cant find my friend she went to her car but wont there when we went to check on her."

"What she look like?" He asks

"She was wearing a grey shirt and white shorts." I tell him.

"Mane, Micheal was spitting fresh game if he already took her away from the party." He says.

"Micheal?"

"Yeah, thays my cuzzo. Said he was gone spit game." He says.

My eyes widen and I run back in the house. I see the girls on the floor dancing to OUR turn up song.

I march up there and drag the all away. "Oh I forgot." Shakira said.

"Don't worry about that. Micheal got Aniyah."

Aniyah POV

I woke up to someone stroking my hair and sniffles.  I slowly open my eyes and see a woman about in her early her late 30s. I jump back scared and scoot up against the wall.

"W-who are you?!" I scream. She sighs and walks towards me. "Don't be scared baby. My name... it's Saddie." she says.

"M-my mom's name was Saddie. You look like her. A lot." I chuckle slightly. "Isnt that something, Aniyah?" she hugs me and I tense up. "How do you know my name?" I ask.

She laughs a little. "That's because, I am your mom, Baby."

"NO! My mom is dead." I say.

"Oh really, let me tell you something about yourself. Your name is Aniyah sage Church, your mixed with, Jamaican, Black, Italian and white, and you have a birthmark right between your thighs." I looks at the White and Black portion of me.

"M-mom? B-but how the car caught fire and the police found a body, and we buried you and- and_"

 "I know sweetie. It was all fake."

"YOU FAKED YOUR DEATH!" I scream.

"Shh! You don't want to wake Jamal. It started when Ty was 9. Me and your father were arguing non stop until one day I said I need some space. I went and stayed at a friends house and we went to a club and I Jamal. The next morning I woke up in bed with him. I didn't think much of it and when me and your father had make up sex-"

"MA!"

"Haha ok sorry, but after we made up a week later I started showing signs of pregnancy. I told your dad about the one night stand and we I was long enough we got tested to make sure you were  his. You're your fathers child but soon after Jamal started calling, texting, and all kinds of stuff I met with him one day to tell him to stop. He stopped a few years after you were born. Then Hassani came along and we were happy. I went to the store one day and bumped into him. He forced me in the car and blew up my car and put someone else body in the car. I've been held hostage here for 12 years. And now Im pregnant.."

I Hug my mother tightly.

After a few minutes we start catching up. "Oh and Ma! I got a new house-"

I know, and you lost your virginity." She pops me on my neck.

"Oww! Mommy!" I cry.

"Suppose you get pregnant?" She asks.

"I wont. We used protection."

Right?

Malaya POV

We told the guys about what happened with Aniyah and I was sent to get Derrick. "Hey nigga!" I yells.

He was sitting on the couch with Timesha who was wearing tight jean shorts a white tube top bra and a denim vest. Thotty as usual.

"What?" he asks, putting his blunt down.

I snatch him up by his shirt and yank him in the bathroom.

I lock the door and slap him once,

twice

three times

I go to slap him again but he catches my hand.

"You gone stop putting yo hands on me."

"You gone stop being a dumbass! How you gone believe Timesha so quickly, and just drop Aniyah like that. Even if she did kill yo baby, don't go back o Timesha! Find out the facts!"

"I got the facts! Aniyah don't like Timesha or the idea of her having my child." he growls.

"Really? Really? Really?! SHE PROBALLY WAS THE MOST EXCITED ONE FOR YALL! SHE BOUGHT BABY CLOTHES AND SHIT FOR YO HOE ASS BABY MAMA, SHE BOUT HER PREGNANCY VIDEOS AND ALL KINDS OF SHIT! BET TIMESHA AINT SHOW EM TO YOU HUH?"

He shakes his head.

"Well idc what you say I know how the game goes. But fyi me and that hoe aint together again, all she good for is some head." he tries to unlock the door. "Michael took Aniyah."

he freezes. I should care because? She killed my seed. Paybacks a bitch." He said and left the bathroom leaving me to stand looking like an idiot.

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