She was thinking about how Javon would react if he found out she was pregnant or how she would react if the test came back positive. "Ma'am have you been drinking or smoking in the past month?"
                          
"Drinking." she gulped knowing she was underage. "That's ok. I'll be back with a cup so I can test your pee." Monse nodded as the woman walked out. She got up pacing the room as she fanned herself. 
                          
She can't be pregnant, the one thing she wasn't trying to be. She looked down at her stomach praying she wasn't. "God I will never have unprotected sex again, please God." she looked up at the ceiling. 
                          
The nurse came back with a cup and Monse went to the bathroom dropping her pants. "God I promise never again just please don't let me be pregnant." she mumbled as she placed the cup inside of the toilet holding it close to her vagina so she could pee inside of it. Once it was half way full or what she thought was half way full she sat it on the counter and finished peeing. She wiped herself, washed her hands and the cup and left the bathroom. 
                          
"Here you go." she handed the woman the cup. She grabbed the cup with gloves on and left the room again. 


                          
"Well what do it say?" Kianna placed her hands on her hips as Monse walked out with a paper in her hand. Monse slowly opened the paper reading it.
                          
"I'm pregnantttttttt." she sobbed reading the paper. 3 weeks and 6 days. "Oh my God." she cried harder as the girls held her up. She was about to fall out reading the results. 
                          
"Imma beat his ass." she leaned on the car reaching for her phone in her pocket. "Gang first baby." Kianna twerked. "Team boy." Tee cheered. 
                          
"Y'all not supposed to be happy right now." she said crying into her shirt. She was searching for Von's contact, her emotions were all over the place. His was the first one and she still couldn't find it. 
                          
Once she clicked it the FaceTime rang three times and he picked up. He looked as if he was driving since he kept looking up and down and the phone and road. 
                          
"Baby why you crying."
                          
"I'm fucking pregnant Javon." she sobbed harder, she couldn't control the tears at this point. A big smile slowly crept up on his face. "Did you do this on purpose?" she asked. 
                          
"Maybe, maybe not."
                          
"London Javon Wheat, you better not come home tonight. We gone fight." she told him. He chuckled knowing she would be sleep by the time he came home but she was dead serious. 
                          
"Baby just calm down I'm on the way home aight." she hung up in his face looking back at the girls who were cheering but stopped once they saw her looking at them. "Y'all hoes ain't shit." she crossed her arms. 
                          
"Monse it's ok, I'll babysit every weekend."
                          
"Right bitch, we got this. You not in this alone." she nodded listening to her friends talking to her. "I can't get drunk anymore." she broke down crying again. 
                          
"Monseeee, just get in the car." Tee said opening the door for her. 
                          
Renard Wheat
                          
Me and Nia walked in Von's house and I closed the door behind me. We here to congratulate they asses since Monse pregnant. The whole ride Nia chose to argue with me so right now I got a attitude. "Yo gang!" I yell up the stairs. 
                          
"Yoooo!" Von slid down the stairwell. Monse came out the kitchen in some shorts and a bra and ran upstairs. "My boy." I shook his hand. I'm proud of my brother, he ain't ever want kids but I know him and Monse gone make some good parents. The age difference is hella crazy but they love each other. 
                          
Monse came back downstairs with clothes on and gave me and Nia a hug. "Yes my baby got a cousin, I was so worried she was gonna be alone." Nia talkative ass said. I smacked my forehead as Von laughed at me. 
                          
"Aww, that night a girl dad." he joked. "So nigga, on God my baby gone be straight for life." I bucked at him. "Nigga my baby gone drop harder than your." this nigga really wanna take it there. 
                          
"Bruh my lil girl gone be in every piece of designer nigga, even the ones you don't know about."
                          
"Ok shut up about it." Nia put her hand up. "So when did you find out?" she asked Monse adding weight to her other leg. "Come to the kitchen, we gone talk." she grabbed her arm and they walked off. 
                          
I sat on his couch and sparked a wood up. He sat down next to me and looked at me. "You know what nigga, I love you dawg. Ion know what I would do without yo white ass." he shook his head laughing. "I'm thankful for yo bitch ass. You used to be so gangsta when we was little. I should have known then what type of nigga you would be." growing up Von used to hang around street niggas, at the age of 9 and up. He really loved being in the streets and he decided to actually start selling drugs once he saw me in the streets. I just wanted to provide for my mama because she was a single mother with three children. 
                          
"Aye you heard about Aliyah getting her ass whooped?" he laughed. "Hell yeah seen that shit on the news. You know they got the full story from the old lady right?" I say. 
                          
"What they say." Von asked, I pass the blunt to him. I pulled my phone out searching for the news article and clicked it. 
                          
"They said Carol came home and saw Aliyah in the hallway and her husband came out the room naked. That's when she jumped on Aliyah ass, and tried to hit her husband. Her husband got to beating her ass and Aliyah tried to stop it so he dragged Aliyah and the girl ran in the room and called the police. He kicked the door down and choked her ass out and ran. But nobody know where the husband at." I shake my head imagining it. "Get this, why the husband name is Messiah Kelly?" I say. Von eyes grew wide and he bust out laughing. "That nigga whooping bitches with his punk ass." he shook my hand and we laughed. 
                          
"So Aliyah was fucking em?" he asked blowing smoke out his mouth. "Had to been nigga. I'm glad you left that hoe." I say telling the truth. From the minute he met Aliyah and brought her around, me and Kianna didn't like her. I know she wanted my brother money.
                          
"Shit me too. The shit Monse do, Aliyah ain't never did. I upgraded like a motherfucker man. Why you think she pregnant?" he gave me a evil grin. That nigga did that shit on purpose. He shook my hand again and we laughed. 
                          
Somebody banged on his door and he asked who it was. "Police." he heard. Von looked at me and I put the blunt out throwing it under the couch. Before he opened the door I put my gun under the couch too. 
                          
Von opened the door and it was three of they ass, lined up like they was in a movie or something. 
                          
"London Wheat. We have a warrant out for you arrest, for the murder of Jarod Davis. I need you to turn around put your hands behind you back, you have the right to remain silent....." he continued on as he cuffed the hand cuffs on him. That's Jabo real name.
                          
Javon showed no remorse he just smiled, my boy don't give a fuck about nothing. Monse and Nia came out of the kitchen and she tried to go over to him. "Move back Monse, imma be back ma just wait." he said as they walked him away. 
                          
"What happened that fast?" she asked looking like she was about to cry. "Nothing Monse y'all two just stay here. He'll be out in no time." I say grabbing my keys. I closed the door and I heard it lock so I got in my car leaving.

                          
the rest is coming in the next chapter