Princess watched Georgia stand up.

“Princess. Who’s the father of that baby? Is it Ed?”

Georgia watched Thomas cringe inside. “Or is it Thomas?”

Princess tried to hug Thomas but he backed away from her, shaking his head. “Answer the question, Princess. Who’s the father?”

“Thomas. We can talk about this in private.”

“Seems like doing shit in private is what got you in a world of shit. Can you not control your pussy, whore?” Tina asked, clearly devastated.

Princess said, “I gotta go!”

She opened the door, rushing outside. Her heels clicked against the sidewalk, heading for the car. She had the keys in her purse.
Thomas could find his way home.

“Princess!” Ed called out, running behind her. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and protect her from the cold world.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!”

Oh, God! I’m losing everything. Every bed I made I gotta lay in. I only have one body. I can’t do this. Who is the father of my child?

Georgia brutally snatched Princess by the hair. They started fighting. Georgia slapped Princess so hard she fell to her knees, the pain from the sidewalk making her mouth fall open.

She kicked Princess in the chin, and she fell back, her head slamming into the pavement. She moaned piteously. Georgia started remembering.

Eduardo. Her cousin. Fucking him. The
suicide attempt. The knife. The party. The family.

“You fucked my husband in my house, you trifling bitch!”

Thunder boomed and out of nowhere it started to rain. Tina tripped over her own feet trying to get anpiece of Princess.

Once she did, she kicked Princess in the face and she fell back on the wet grass.

Staggering to her feet, Georgia and Tina double-teamed Princess, their feet crashing into her skull, titties and face.

Blood began to openly pour into the lawn. Princess had never known so much pain in her life..

She began twitching where she lay, her legs thumping against the ground. Crazed, Tina had completely lost it.

She blamed Princess for taking her husband; she blamed Princess for all of her faults as well.

In her own sick way, Princess was to blame for everything that has gone wrong in Tina’s life.

At least that’s what she told herself.

When Tina picked up a cinder block, trying to smash it into Princess’s face, Thomas grabbed Tina and she turned and dug her nails into his face...

Thomas punched her so hard in the nose Tina lay unconscious on the grass.

Georgia was kicking Princess in the side. “I hate you, bitch!” She was a monster. “I loved you! I trusted you! And you took my husband!”

Pain skyrocketed throughout Princess’s body. She curled in the fetal position, blood pouring from between her legs.

She started screaming, holding her stomach as the rain continued to pour.

Thomas panicked. “Oh, no! No! The baby!” he yelled, about to lose his mind.

All the blood left Georgia’s face.

What have I done?