Recap:
Jerry was right. She aint nothing but a groupie, just like the rest of these hoes.

"Alright man. Thanks for letting me know. Appreciate it."

"No problem E."

I hung up and called Cudda, my first baby mama.

"Something came up. I'll visit the kids this weekend," I said.

-Aaliyah's POV-

Since Dominick is sleep, I decided to call Kidada and chat with her for a while. I went downstairs and sat on the couch while we conversated.

"So how is your little friendship with Jordan going?" she asked.

"We good. The more we hang out, the more I like him. But it's not serious, we just cool. Oh and by the way I'm pregnant again."

"By who? Jordan or Eazy?" she asked.

"Haha you're trying to be funny. I'm pregnant by Eric dummy. I aint a hoe."

"Congrats girl! How far along are you?"

"The doctor said four weeks. I'm excited.
I hope I have another boy."

"It's time for you to have a girl though."

I looked out the window and saw Eric pull up in the driveway.

"I'll talk to you later girl. Eric is here."

After I hung up, Eric stormed in. He's so cute when he's mad.

"So you sucking that nigga dick now or are you gonna wait for the right moment?"

Okay it's not cute anymore. Eric is really mad at me. Never seen him like this.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh you can't hear me now? Hello?"

"Eric what the hell is wrong with you?"

"So you fucking somebody at Ruthless huh? That's what one of my homeboys told me. If you think you're hurting me, try again."

At that moment I started to fear him. I don't know who told him about me and Jordan but I knew he was going to find out sooner or later.

The more he approached me, the more I thought that he was going to hit me.

"Eric it aint even like that. We aint fucking, we just cool."

"I aint dumb. Dont try to play me. Let's not forget that you living in my house. You aint shit without me."

There he go with that shit again. I got in his face.

"Little boy I dont need you, never did! I got my own money. I was fine before you and I'll be fine after. You're the one that asked me out, you're the one that asked me to move in with you! Did you forget about that or did your ego fuck up your mind?"

"You really call yourself trying to cheat on me? Do you even know how to cheat? Dont you know I can have any bitch I want when I want?"

"Okay and? Like I care and I aint even cheating. I aint tripping. Go be with your groupies you aint hurting me."

He walked upstairs and I followed. He's not going anywhere. We're about to settle this shit once and for all.

"Dont walk away while I'm talking to you! You started this shit, now let's finish!"
I yelled.

"Calm your voice down my son is in here sleeping."

We then walked into our bedroom. I got in his face again. I think I finally reached my breaking point.

"Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be out in the streets fucking with your groupies like you been doing ever since we got together?"

"Bitch this is my house! Who are you tell me to leave my own damn house? And I aint the one cheating, you are you scandalous ass hoe! Fuck you bitch!"

The fuck?! Eric has NEVER called me out of my name. When a man calls you a bitch, he doesn't respect you.

"Who are you calling a bitch? Dont ever call me out of my Goddamn name! And no I'm not cheating you are that's why you're accusing me!"

"I aint cheating!" he yelled.

"Okay well why are you accusing me?"
I asked.

"So when are you going to pack your shit leave?"

I had to hold myself from crying. I knew that this day would come. The day he would ask me to move out. It's not that I don't have nowhere to live, I can live with my parents until I get back on my feet. I just prefer to play house with the love of my life. But some things are just not meant to be.

"Eric baby listen, I love you. I'm pregnant. Let's just work this out the right way. I hate arguing. We can work it out better than this."

"Are you sure you love me?" he asked.

"You know I love you Eric. If I didn't, why would I put up with your bullshit all these years?"

"Okay so since you love me, you'll respect the decisions I make right? You'll do what's best for us?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I want you out of my house by the end of this week. If you want to take Dominick with you, that's fine. We can coparent."

"So what are you trying to say?" I asked.

"I'm saying it's over."

I looked away. I'm honestly shocked that I didn't cry. I knew this moment would come.
I knew our relationship was going to end sooner or later. The trust is out the door and without trust, there is no relationship.

"Okay. That's how you want to do this shit. Yeah I'll pack my shit and you damn right I'm taking my son with me. MY SON," I said.

"Yeah that's right I'm doing this shit. You know what you done, I done put up with your ass for too long. Always accusing me of cheating with no proof. And bitch he's my son too. Don't play me."

"Call me a bitch again and I swear to God I'll kick your midget ass!"

Dominick heard our argument and started to cry.

"You still here? Since you got money, go find you an apartment. Get the fuck out of my house. And see what you did? You woke up Dominick."

I started to walk towards Dominick's room but he grabbed my arm and got in my face.

"What did I tell you about this shit?"

"Look Eric let my arm go and leave me alone! You want me out of your house so let me pack me and my son's shit!" I yelled.

He finally let me go and I started to pack Dom's stuff.

"Watch your tone in my house girl."

Lord what did I do to deserve this? If I did anything bad in the past I apologize. Is this my karma? If so then I learned my lesson.

But I want to say thank you. Thank you for finally getting me out of a painful relationship.