This world is new to me
I do not know it
My pride never wanted you to know this
Sometimes, I just wanna be alone and...

:6LACK

RICO

"Thanks fa comin' with me ta'day..."Amarah whispered.

I placed my hand on her shoulder, "My pleasure Armadillo."

She giggled. She brushed my hand off and hurried into the house. Once she was in safely, I pulled out of the driveway. My phone buzzed in my lap.

From: Baby Braxton ❤️
Received at: 9:48 PM

Can't believe you want to trade this is for black trash...

"Hey Siri, Call Baby Braxton,"I mumbled.

The line rung for hours. I knew exactly what Toni was doing, but I wasn't going to let her stop me.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"At my hous-"

I hung up the phone and sped to her house. Toni was getting out of control, and I was tired of it. Toni was amazing when I first met her, but Jordan did not think the same.

JORDAN (Whenever there are Jordan POVs it's a flashback...all flashbacks will be in his POV)

"Second base!"I shouted at Terrence.

He threw the ball too second base, but instead of it landing near Rico, it went into the stadium. I sighed as the opponent ran all three bases and the crowd cheered.

The cheering stopped. Murmurs about a girl getting hit immediately started to spread. The game was paused for the players to get some water and talk about what just happened.

I ran up to Terrence and tackled him. He hit me in my stomach, and our fight broke out. Rico stood behind me and pulled me off of him.

"Nigga wanna show off in front of his bitch! Do that shit somewhere else! I'm tired of losing cause you wanna fuck up!"I shouted.

"Nigga you mad cause you ain't got no bitch!"Terrence shouted back at me.

"Listen here bitches!"Coach yelled at us. "I don't run no fucking bad girls club, or housewives reality tv show. All this unnecessary drama shit stops now! Y'all better be happy today is Sunday cause I could have y'all out here running triples for this shit! Don't play with me!"He looked towards Rico who held me in his arms, "Roberts take your boyfriend out of the game. If he can't control hisself on the field, he damn sure ain't pitching my game."

"Coach!"I spoke loudly. "Are you going to let Terrence pitch? Yeah he might can throw long distance but he's not as fast as me. We'll have a fuckin la-"

"I said take him out of here Roberts! Now goddamnit!"

Rico let go of me. I walked off of the field angry as shit. I was pissed Coach would kick me off the field. Rico stood against the brick wall as I shouted things into the air.

"This is fucking bullshit Rico!"I shouted.

"Jordan...you're overreactin-"

"Shut the hell up Rico! Shut the hell up!"

Soft giggles came from around the corner. Alayah and some of her friends appeared. Rico stood up tall, but I didn't do anything. I wasn't looking for none of these wack ass bitches.

All of these girls were Rico's type. They were skinny, blonde, and most of all white. He loved hisself some white chocolate. I can't lie, I do too. I just had somebody to special in my life to try and give that up right now.

"Jordan,"Alayah addressed me.

I nodded my head.

"Alayah! You didn't tell me you knew Jordan!"The girl beside her shouted. "...and his fine ass friend."

"Toni you love lanky guys. He's not even cute,"Alayah blurted outloud.

"Jordan, Rico, this is my friend Toni."

Rico held out his hand for her to shake. She blushed and shook it lightly.

"Nice to meet you Rico,"She giggled.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Toni. Please tell me your last name is Braxton. You'll be my dream girl if it is."

"My last name is Berkley! It's close enough to Braxton."

"Girl your white ass don't even know who the Braxton's are,"I mumbled.

"I do to! I know Tameka Braxton."

Alayah pulled her arm, "Okay you're not going to make me look stupid in front of the only black friends I have. It was nice seeing you boys."

They walked away while Toni screamed at Alayah. I chuckled and stood up.

"Ima marry that girl,"Rico whispered.

"No the fuck you're not."

"You're always so certain about marrying America or whatever her name is."

"Don't disrespect my girl like that nigga. Yeah I'm going to marry her because I know she the one. Toni is not the one for you."

"You don't know that Jordan!"

"Roberts! Let's go! I need you pitching!"Coach shouted from outside the fence.

RICO

"Good evening Mrs. Berkley. I'm sorry I'm here very late and unexpectedly, but I need to talk to Toni,"I said in a respectful manner.

She held the door open for me, "Oh Richard come on in! You know it's a pleasure to have you in our lovely home. Toni is upstairs in her room."

I walked in the door and was immediately hit by the smell of brownies. Mrs. Berkley was a baker, so she was always baking something. Her treats but every spot in my stomach.

"Oh Richard! How ya doing son?"I heard the deep voice say.

I turned around and was face to face with Mr. Berkley. Mr. Berkley was a bulky man. He was a gym junkie, and it showed. He owned around 3 gyms in the area, and they were booming in business.

"Mr. Berkley! I'm doing mighty fine on a day like this. How are you doing sir?"

"I'm living. You know that's all that matters,"He chuckled. "Toni has a big math test tomorrow so don't keep her up all night now. If your staying over you know where the shower and bathroom is."

I nodded. He dismissed me. I walked up the stairs. Mentally, I was shaking my head. Her parents did not care what she did, and it was very obvious. There's been countless times when Toni and I were at her house alone. They didn't care. There was one time we fell asleep watching movies in her room. The door was shut. When morning came around, I looked on the door and there was a sticky note. The sticky note just said that there was food in the microwave for us.

Toni was sitting on her bed listening to Billie Eilish. She was her favorite artist. I won't complain because she put me on. Billie Eilish wasn't too bad, in my opinion.

"I'm the bad guy duh,"She sung.

I knocked on the door, and she looked up. She ran to me and threw her arms around my neck. I hugged her back slightly.

"I missed you baby,"She whispered in my ear.

"We have to talk Toni."

I walked into the room and sat on her bed. She shut her door.

"What's wrong with you?"

I sighed, "I can't keep doing this with you Toni. You're messy, and it's causing me too many problems."

"What are you talking about Rico?"

"You think trying to attack a girl I went on one date with is okay? You think exposing people with your friends is okay? Do you seriously think all of that stuff is okay?"I asked.

"I didn't even know you talk to her baby. You're acting like it's affecting Jordan in some way or form. He's dead."

"Don't talk about Jordan like that Toni. He still has a reputation, and you and your friends are messing with it."

"It's not even about Jordan. You're fucking his ex girlfriend. Don't act like I don't know, because I do. I know everything Rico."

"I'm not having sex with anybody! I'm not cheating on you!"I shouted.

"You're taking her home. You walk her to class. You protect her. You were just waiting to fuck Jordan's girl weren't you?"

"You know what? We're fucking done! I don't want any fucking thing to do with you! You're fucking delusional!"I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Amarah needs my fucking help! She needs me, but I can't help her if you're breathing down my neck!"

"What does she need help with? What's so important to where you have to leave me in the dirt? Huh?"She questioned.

"She just needs my help right now..."

"Tell me Rico! Tell me right fucking now!"

"Toni..."I whispered. "I can't do this anymore."

"Tell me why the bitch is so important Rico! I know she's your hoe Rico! I kno-"

"She's pregnant! She's pregnant! Okay! She's pregnant!"I shouted.

Toni's mouth dropped. Once I realized what I did, my mouth dropped too. I grabbed Toni's wrist.

"You can't tell anybody Toni. You can't tell anybody."

"With Jordan's baby?"

"Toni, you can't tell anybody. She's gonna kill me if she finds out."

"Oh my goodness..."

I shook her, "Toni! You can't fucking tell anybody!"

"I won't Rico. I won't. I promise."

"Toni I'm being serious. This isn't your business to tell. This is the last thing I'll ever ask you for. Please don't tell anybody."

"Rico, I won't. Your little secret is safe in my hands baby,"She giggled. "Now let's make our own baby."

"Very funny, but we have a math test tomorrow."

AMARAH

"Thanks fa comin' with me ta'day..."I whispered.

He placed his hand on my shoulder, "My pleasure Armadillo."

I brushed him off as I giggled. I said my goodbyes to him, and quickly got out the car. I already knew what was coming for me when I get inside the house.

The door to the house squeaked as I went inside. I quietly told it to shut up. I placed my bags on the floor and ran down the hall. I was not trying to see my parents. I already knew they were about to give me hell.

My room door was already opened. Things were knocked around. My clothes were scattered around on the floor. My TV and computer were gone. I sighed as I looked at the mess.

"Amarah Harper,"My Daddy spoke.

"Dad-"

"Sit ya ass down on tha bed right na'. Ya got a lot of explainin ta do."

I sat down on my bed. He slid my computer chair next to me and sat down. My mama stood by the door. She knew she had no say so in this one. Daddy always took the harsher punishments.

"Fuck is ya doin makin sex tapes and shit?"He shouted at me.

"What the fuck are you doing having sex?!"My mama shouted.

I played with my fingers, "Jordan loved me. I loved him."

"I don't ca'e bout ya fallin in love. I'm tryna figu'e out why ya recordin ya havin sex."

"We wanted ta see how we looked. We were-"

"You don't need to be having sex anyways! You don't need to see how you look! You want to see how you look? Try looking in that fucking mirror over there little girl!"Mama shouted at me.

"If I wanted ta do that I would've did it,"I mumbled.

"Amarah, ya done lost ya mind,"Daddy chuckled. "First ya havin sex. Next ya recordin ya self havin sex. Then ya punch ya cousin in tha face."

"Daddy she did it!"

"That doesn't mean ya hit ha! That's ya fucking family Marah!"

"Family wouldn't do that shit daddy! You know that!"I shouted back.

My accent was slowly leaving. He could tell I was getting mad.

"Amarah I'm done tryna be nice. I kna ya lil boyfriend died, but ya mopin time is ova. I letta lot shit slide, and I ain't doin it no mo'. This is it."

"It took you months to get over Phrey's death daddy! You can't fault me!"

"I knew Phrey all of ma life. I have a piece of Phrey in ma' heart. It took me months because I had ta cope with losin ma best friend. Ya lost a lil nigga who was usin ya fa sex! Ya lost a nobody Amarah!"He shouted at me.

"Andre, don't say that,"Mama chimed in.

"Nah I'm not holdin back. She got a whole sex tape flyin' 'round hea. She was dumb enough ta record ha'self. She pro'lly dumb enough ta have a STD or that nigga baybeh. I'm glad he outta ya life. I'm glad he gone."

"Andre!"Mama shouted.

"I'm dumb?"I asked through my tears. "I'm dumb for falling in love with someone who treated me better than my own father?"

"I treat ya like a queen. Ya do some dumb shit and ima be mad Amarah."

"Jordan would never treat his kids like this! He would never do this to the baby!"I shouted at him.

"Maybe we need to take a bre-"

"The baybeh?"Daddy asked softly. "The baybeh?"

Tears streamed down my eyes into the endless puddle. He turned around and looked at mama. I held my head in my hands as I cried.

"Amarah are ya pregnant?"

I didn't say anything. I just continued to cry. I heard the computer chair hit the floor. He stomped out of the room shouting things I couldn't understand. I looked up at my mama.

"It's going to be okay baby. You just have to give him some time,"She whispered.

She picked up the chair and walked out of the room. I fell back into my bed and cried. I knew what Rico was talking about now.

The eternal screams started, and I don't think they'll ever stop.