Free Pregnant by Tamara Butler

her up. It wasn’t loaded yet but hell she didn’t know that. “Unless what? Cat got your tongue?”
    The look in her eyes was priceless.
    “Either you suck it or lose your life. Which is it? You make the choice.” Tears began to stream down her face as she repositioned herself. I pushed her head down causing her to gag.

When she was finished I threw her a couple of dollars and told her to get out of my sight; and that I’d call her if I decided to hire her. I doubt she heard me though because she ran out the house faster than the speed of light. I cleaned myself off in the bathroom and a few seconds later somebody was banging on my door. I grabbed my gun from behind the toilet that one was indeed loaded and swung the door open ready to shoot. It was my nigga Ryan. He looked a mess. I would have asked him what was wrong but then I realized that I wouldn’t have even cared. I’m not with that emotional sharing secrets kind of bull shit.
    “Is Princess home?” He questioned out of breath.
    “Nah. Why what’s up?” Why the hell is he asking about my wife?
    “I need to ask her a question.” When I didn’t say anything he continued. “I need to ask Kiara a question face to face. I know Princess would know her address but since she ain’t here do you know where she stays at?”
    Princess has bad memory so she writes down everyone’s address and phone number. I searched under the bed mattress and found it. BINGO! “Why didn’t I think of that before?” I questioned myself. After finding what I was looking for I placed it exactly how I found it and dropped Ryan to her crib.
“So this is where she stays?” I mumbled under my breath. Now I can keep a close eye on her.
    CHAPTER 20 (KIARA)
    After Ryan left I was finally able to breathe again. I just couldn't help but to think that something weird was going on. Every time I asked him how he found out where I live he went around the question. I bet Gino had something to do with it though. I mean c'mon now, he's Gino. I hope not though---. My thoughts were soon interrupted by my phone ringing. I did my best to jog to my room and retrieve it from the charger. I was a little hesitant about answering seeing as how it was a number that I didn't recognize but hell it could have been my mother. She changes her number at least two times every two or three months.
    "Hello?" My voice was now dripping with annoyance once I found out that I had to repeat my current question; or shall I say statement.

I heard shuffling coming from the unknown caller’s background. " I don't know who this is but next time don't play on my phone. I don't have time for the bullshit. I'm---."
    "Oh bitch be quiet. You not gonna do shit."
    "Who the fuck is this?" I questioned starring at the number again to see if I could decipher the voice.
    "Asia." She said.
    "Asia why you playing on my phone?" For a second I thought she was that burnt black bitch Jamie, Janiya, Janice. Whatever her name is.
    "I wasn't. My damn finger hit the mute button by mistake. But what are you doing today?" She asked smacking her lips.
    "Probably nothing. Why?" I had planned to cuddle up on the couch with my blanket and watch cartoons all day in my pajamas and slippers.
    "Well they're gonna be barbecuing over at my god mama's house later on at like five. You want to come?"
    I sighed. “It’s too damn hot out for that."
    "Blah, blah, blah. I'll take that as a yes. Right?" She probed.
    "But---."
    "But nothing. My mama wants to see you and I want to see that new man of yours." She is being so petty right about now.
    I rolled my eyes. "He's not my man Asia."
    "Yeah right. The way you described him, he should be. Hell if you don't want him then I'll gladly take him off of your hands."
    "Yeah I bet." Of course she would. I’m sure of that.
    "Seriously though. I really want you to come." She begged.
    "Okay. I'll ask Dominic." I said.
    "Ask Dominic what?" He acquired sneaking up behind me and smacking me on my ass.
    "Stop