Sierra, a 19 year old, is striving to be the best she can be for her and her 3 year old sister. Dealing with an abuser and addict as a mother was never something she thought she would have to worry about until the passing of her father.
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I was walking into the trap with Ace noticing everybody was just sitting on their ass doing shit.
"Man the fuck is y'all doing? Get y'all ass up and do some work." Ace said and everybody got up and moved except for two dudes.
"Man nigga I didn't stutter. Get off y'all ass and go do something useful what the fuck?" He said and they got up and smacked their lips mumbling as they walked away.
Ace looked over to me weird and pushed the dude into the wall holding him by his shirt.
"Say that shit with your chest nigga. Speak up." He said and he didn't say anything.
He threw him down to the floor. "Get the fuck up out this bitch for real." He said and the dudes got up and left out.
We walked to the back where drugs were being bagged to make sure everything was flowing smoothly.
"Hey Ace and Blaze." One of the girls said in a seductive tone and I just laughed at her.
"Ace you look stressed. You should let me help you with that." She said and he shook his no.
"Nah baby I'm straight. I got a girlfriend at home and she'll kill you and me. You don't want them problems. Trust me." He said with a laugh and I laughed too replying to a text that Sierra sent.
We walked to where Chelsea was. She was out detective if you want to call it that. "Wassup Chels." We both said while walking in and she peeped at us around her computer.
"Hey guys. What y'all need?" She asked while giving us her full attention.
"Info on Devin Brooks." I said and she nodded typing into the computer.
"Devin Brooks." She muttered to herself while scrolling through information.
"Black male. He's dead now he was 35 when he died on the scene of a car crash. File says suicide but another thing has a witness attached saying a black woman around the same age was seen tampering with the vehicle minutes before the crash. So maybe a spouse or an ex spouse. Happened after he left work." She said and I nodded.
"So there was foul play involved. Wasn't just the suicide shit like how detectives made it out to be?" Ace asked and she shook her head no.
"And the way that it's set up with the different reports is that detectives were involved in the foul play. Whoever wanted him gone was working with the feds." She said and I shook my head.
"Damn. Sierra not going to take this shit well." I said.
"Also, I'm seeing that when he died his whole funeral and insurance policy thing was rushed." She said and I nodded.
I handed her $500. "I appreciate you. You can leave here early if you want to. If I need you I'll call." I said and she nodded.
"Thank you." She said while closing out of the computer and gathering her things and leaving out.
"Damn man. This might be deeper than we think." Ace said and I nodded.
"Shit yea. We talking feds and covering up murders. This might be a little more than what we bargained for." I said and he nodded.
"So wassup with y'all? Sierra been smiling and glowing a little different. She more out her shell now. Maybe it's the new Tesla I just got her or it might be you. Never know." He said jokingly and I smacked my lips with a laugh.
"Nah man. We just been chilling. Taking shit slow." I said and he nodded.
"Nigga you bet not be tryna fuck over her. We bros and all that but I'll do you in bad as fuck." He said and I laughed.
"You know I don't have no bad intentions with her. These bitches ain't got shit on her. She held to a higher pedestal." I said and he dapped me up.
"That's what the fuck I'm talking bout." He said with a laugh.
His phone rung and he pulled it out of his pocket and answered the incoming FaceTime call from Deja. "Tylerrr. I'm hungry and I miss you." She did in a groggy but whiny voice.
"Dej. I only been gone from around you for 45 minutes and we ate before I left?"
"I didn't ask that." She said while whining.
"Deja why are you crying bro? I'm on my way man calm down." He said and she hung up the phone.
"Man she been being extra clingy lately. Maybe because she been sick." He said.
"What type of sick?" I asked him with squinted eyes and he laughed.
"I think she pregnant but she in denial." He said and I just stared at him.
"Damn man. You been tryna get her pregnant?" I asked with a laugh and he shook his head no.
"Nah man. She think she immortal. Steady telling people to nut in her thinking she won't get pregnant." He said and I held my hand up.
"Alright tmi. I don't want to hear about my cousin getting nutted in." I said and he laughed.
"So why you think she pregnant?" I asked and he just laughed.
"I just know. The mood swings, sick, she been eating like she 400 pounds. I know how it is when somebody be pregnant." He said and I laughed.
Deja's pov:
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I picked up my phone to FaceTime Sierra and she answered on the second ring.
"Hey bestie pop." She said with a smile and I smiled back.
She handed the phone to True and I could tell she was doing her hair.
"Hey SiSiiii. I got something to tell you but don't freak out on me ok." I said.
"I'm listening." She said while glancing at the phone.
"I think I'm pregnant." I whispered in the phone and her head shot straight up.
"WHAT?! What do you mean you think? You haven't took a test." She said and I shook my head no.
"Oh my god. I'm on my way over there. I'm picking up a pregnancy test. You bout to take this shit." She said while making true get up and put on her shoes.
After about 20 minutes I heard a knock on the door. I walked to answer it. I opened the door and she smiled.
"Damn you could've finished True hair." I said and she waved me off.
"No time for that." She said while handing me and bag and I smiled to her.
"Thank you sweetie." I said.
"Oh bitch you're pregnant." She said and I looked at her weird with a laugh.
"You're literally glowing. You got a whole new aura and look. You're pregnant Deja." She said and I just shrugged.
"Well come on. He's on his way over here." I said and we both went to the upstairs bathroom.
I peed in a cup and took both pregnancy tests afterwards I washed my hands and talked to Sierra for a minute.
"Soooo? How's the hair business? I asked and she smiled.
"It's perfecttt! Oh my god. I got enough with the help of Ace and Demarion that I got my own apartment! Clientele is boominggg and I'm loving it." She said with a bright smile.
I love that she was happy and having success in what she was doing. After everything she's been through she deserves it. I'm rooting for her the hardest.
"Oh my godddd. I'm so proud of you Si. I'm so glad you're succeeding. Especially with this hair shit." I said and she smiled.
"Thank you." She said and the timer went off.
"Go look at them." I said and she looked at me weird. "I'm scared." I said and she laughed.
"I'm scared too!" She said and I rolled my eyes.
"Bitch just go look!" I said with a laugh and she finally got up and went and got the tests.
She looked at them and smiled. "You're pregnantttt." She said with a smile and I smiled as well.
I was kind of in denial. I mean after a while I knew but this confirmed it all. I'll finally get a second chance at being a mother and hopefully I'll succeed this time.
Even after everything me and Tyler been through I'll still choose him first and I'm glad that we will be able to share this moment the way we should've been able to the first time....together. ________________________________