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left, I paid Jania a visit. And it went just how I thought, her ass wanted to whine 'bout how it was all my fault that I was in that situation and her ass wasn't to blame. So I did my bidding since she wanted to be hardheaded.

"So you actually pregnant huh?" I asked her as I towered over her cowering frame.

"Ye-Yes, I got the test back from the doctor's this afternoon." She couldn't meet my eyes as she handed me the positive pregnancy report.

I clenched my jaws and ripped the paper after reading it. Then, I pulled Jania's face up to look at me as I spoke. I dug my fingers into the sides of her face as I seethed each words, "I'on want that bastard, so you gon' abort that shit you got in yo' womb."

Jania managed to shake her head no, through my tight grip. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and all'at but I wasn't fazed— that made realize that the feels I had left for her was gone with the wind but that wasn't my problem at that point. I was void of any emotions for her and I was willing to beat the pregnancy outta' her if she continued to deny my request.

She tried prying my hands off of her, "L-Let go off me, Ke-Kentrell.."

I smiled in her reddened face and squeezed harder then I said, "And if I don't? Wassuh', hmm... wit' yo' weak ass. You gon' get rid of that thing you got inside you whether you like it or not cuz i'on know how you keep turning up pregnant wit' just one nut."

I shoved her head back and she fell back and landed on her stomach against the arm of the couch. Her screech of pain reminded me of a shrieking banshee.

"My st-stomach, Kentrell– Ah!" Jania hollered. I went to her side and I caught a glimpse of the redness between her legs from the blood seeping through and her eyes were getting droopy, so I quickly picked up and brought her barely conscious body to my car. We got to the hospital and she had already miscarried the baby.

"How you doin' na'?" I asked Jania. She was laid on the bed with her expression stale.

"Don't even pretend, you got what you wanted. You killed my...my child." She struggled through her tears, "Why? Because of the relationship you got with that girl right? Well I'll be glad to put everything out in the open, Kentrell. I will tell her everything. How you tried making me terminate at first then you– you pushed me to have miscarriage for your fucking selfish interest?"

I ran my fingers through my dreads in frustration and sat on the chair next to her bed. "Maeve got nothin' to do wit' what happened. So don't involve her. I'on wanna hear you bring up this matter no mo', you lost the baby so it wasn't meant to be in the first place." I tried to reason with her and sound remorseful.

"I hate you Kentrell Gaulden," she sniffed harshly and pointed a finger at me, "...and I hope karma comes back to bite you in the ass for this someday. I want you nowhere around me or my son, I'll seek for his full custody and get a restraining order against you. I'll make sure Kacey never becomes nothing like yo' sorry ass excuse of a person and for Maeve, hopefully she realizes you're just a monster and dumps you for good."

I chuckled dryly and stood up abruptly causing her to flinch, "Thought you was talkin' all gangsta just na'. Kacey is my blood and ain't shit you can do 'bout me seeing him. I wanna dare you to try me Jania." I smiled menacingly at her before making my way out of there. I knew I'd planted a seed of fear in her mind, so all that shit she'd said were all words of mouth, no actions included.

Or so I thought.

messaged me exactly three days to Kentrell's arrival from tour and told me meet up with them at some well known eatery. The person's invitation had caught my attention when they mentioned to me all that transpired between Kentrell and I as in disputes and reasons behind them, and even told me they had more to reveal to me so I was curious.

I informed no one about my meetup with that person, so I was taking all the chances I had and a risk. I went in an Uber because I couldn't drive yet and had no license to. I grabbed my purse and approached the entrance of the building. Immediately, the anonymous person sent me a text to tell me they'd seen me and directed me to their table.

When I saw the person was a woman and then took the huge sunshades off for me to see Jania, I wanted to spin around and walk my behind out of her sight but she stopped me by holding onto my wrist.

"Wait. Please I mean no harm. I really want us to talk and it's very important, Maeve. Just listen and if you don't find what I have to say convincing then you can leave." I snatched my hand away from her and sighed deeply before taking a seat across from her. "Thank you."

"Don't be thankful yet. Get to it and why did you have to pull all that charade to bring me here in the first place." My words came out more spiteful than I intended but I didn't care, I got my message across.

I could tell she'd been crying lately since her face was swollen around her cheeks, nose all reddened, under eyes bags and noticeable stress lines on her temple. She wasn't even wearing a wig as usual, just her natural hair in a ponytail and no makeup.

"I thought that if I came to you as myself, you wouldn't want to listen so I used the mysterious route." Jania explained. And her thought wasn't wrong at all. "Listen Maeve, you're someone that remind me of my past self in a way before I started dating Kentrell. Pure hearted, innocent and just an easygoing person all together. But I had traits that I didn't even discover on my own till I got in too deep with him. He helped me indeed and my association with him contributed to where I am in life today and even brought my son into existence so I don't regret."

"But Kentrell..." she sniffed and looked away. I gave her a serviette from the table and gave her my full attention to continue, "He took away more than he gave me. I've been a shadow of myself for almost a month now and he's reason why because I let him. Maeve I was pregnant until three week ago when he came to see me after I sent him a message to inform him about it and he...he made me miscarry when I told him I couldn't abort it." Jania was fully crying by now and I was beyond bewildered.

I kept trying to talk but I couldn't make out any words. That was the same night she'd sent him that message saying she might be pregnant and I left. So she was indeed pregnant.

"That man would always beat on me while we were together and would lock me out while he brought in girls for the night and I slept on the curb. When his fans would point out some bruises and his handprints on me I would lie for him." She shook her head and looked me in the eyes, "I'm tryna' rectify my mistake for even letting him get me pregnant again in the first place by telling you this. And because I want him to realize that I no longer fear him or his threats anymore. If someone had given me such information as I'm doing you now from experience, before I got into anything with him then trust when I say I wouldn't be in this situation right now."

Jania stood up and wiped her tears with the serviette then placed a hundred dollar bill next to her untouched food and said, "You're a smart woman Maeve, don't repeat examplary mistakes. But I could be wrong you know."

With that she walked away and I was left with only my thoughts and her words. I was so amazed that I sat there stuck. What do I do with all that information?