It's been a week since the scene at the club with Gabriel and I've been sick to my stomach. Every moment of the day I was throwing up and crying. I hate that I let him let me play me and try to use me to get to my dad. If something would have happened to my dad I would have never forgave myself .

Now I know what his mother meant by him and his dad having the same taste in women. I saw Gabby a few days ago and we fought hard like two strangers on the street. I took all of the frustration I had for her brother on her . She believed I was playing her brother when it was clearly the other way around. If only she knew how to mind her business she wouldn't have that knot and black eye .

She gave me a run for my money but those punches she threw was nothing compared to what I had in store for her . Her and Jason broke up after that and he's been by my side everyday since then.

" You need to go to the hospital Mila. You are so stressed out over this nigga and it's making you sick. Are you sure your not pregnant?"Jason complained . We were getting ready to go to the club and I was throwing up once again.

"I'm good I just need to get him off my mind. The one person I ever really liked and would have giving my all too , played me like I wasn't shit. And no I'm not pregnant so keep that shit to yourself bruh." I yelled with tears in my eyes. I don't know why I was so emotional but I was.

" Well that's why me and Brittney are getting you out the house ." He said as he rubbed my back and kissed my forehead. I brushed my teeth again before I finished getting dressed. The whole crew was packed in the suburban on our way to the club. I wasn't trying to be down and ruin everyone's mood but I couldn't get into it.

We were sitting in VIP where I last seen Gabriel and it only made things worse. I swore I could see him, smell him, and hear his voice. The only thing I couldn't do was touch or hold him. I wanted him to apologize and tell me everyone was wrong and he didn't know. I wanted him to tell me that we had something real and everything was just a big coincidence. Ty is the only one who reached out to me and it wasn't pretty. He accused me of playing Gabriel and being dirty but I knew I wasn't . I didn't try to defend myself I just replied fuck you and blocked his number.

" Mila ? " some Hispanic guy yelled over the music walking closer to me.

" Yes ?" I asked with an attitude wondering who this guy was.

" This for Marcus Cruz bitch! We coming for you !" He yelled before firing off shots. Jason jumped on top of me before I even had a chance to respond.

Everything happened so fast and the guy was gunned down in seconds.

" Jason he's down you can get your big ass off me ." I laughed. He didn't move and I felt something warm on my lap. I looked down and saw blood running down my legs. More rounds fired off as I screamed trying to move him off me and wake him up.

" Jason please get off me dude so we can go bro. Please! " I yelled . Britney ran up the stairs and fell to the floor when she saw him laying on me .

Hannibal and Maurice got him off me as Jeremy picked me up off the couch. I screamed and tried to get to Jason but he wouldn't let me go.

" Jeremy please I need to be with him. He need to see my face when he wakes up . Please man !" God please don't take him from me." I yelled . Mike came back up the stairs and picked Britney up. Suddenly I felt sick and light headed until the world went black .

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I woke up hooked to an iv and fluids running up my arm. My dad had his head on his his hands as he sat next to the bed. When he felt me move he reached up and hugged me tight.

" What the hell Mila! Don't ever scare me like that again. " I hugged him back and began to cry.

" Where is Jason ? Is he okay ?" My dad only looked at the floor and shuffled his feet.

" We need to get you better before we think about that. " That's all he had to say to confirm my worse fear. I cried hard until it became hard for me to breathe . A nurse rushed in and put a oxygen mask on my face.

" Just breathe Ms. Whyte . You need to get air in for the baby . We want a strong and healthy baby."She said with a smile . I pulled the mask off.

" What the fuck did you just say lady ?" I asked her. She frowned as she tried to get her arm out of my grip.

" Your six weeks pregnant ."

How could life get any worse than this . I looked to my dad in horror.

. "Daddy I'm sorry ! I swear I didn't meant to. Please daddy do something." I told my dad as I cried .

" It's okay Mila we will handle this . Just stop all that crying and get some rest . You had a panic attack and you are dehydrated. By the time you wake up you will feel better. " he said as he rubbed my hair. The nurse gave me some water before leaving the room. How was I going to have a baby when it's father was trying to kill me before I killed him? How can I bring a child into this cruel world , when I have people trying to kill me? This is the hardest decision of my life and I don't know what to do but cry.