Giselle POV
"And if that baby not mine, I swear to god ima kill you"
That was Von's last voice mail to me.
I'm currently awaiting DNA results in MY apartment because I got kicked out by Von.
He thought he could cheat on me & get away with it, but nope.
You wanna play games? I play hard ball.
The mail finally arrived and I was about to open it but I decided to troll.
I was gonna go on Instagram live but ima invite this nigga over.
Just to see what he was gonna do.
Of course he agreed to come and I wait for him while I watch tv.
I'm not scared, I know this baby is his.
But he don't think so.
Getting a loud knock on my door, I laugh adjusting my pajamas shorts.
Von at the door looking like he wanted to break my neck.
"Fuck you looking at me for? Dumb ass lil girl, open the door"
I look around cause who tf he talking to?
"Von I suggest you get it together before u come in my house. Cause if you touch me, ima call yo P.O"
He laughs and looks off to the side like something had his attention.
I didn't really care , I'm just ready to get this shit over with.
Finally I let him in and he's on my couch away from me mugging hard as hell.
"You so look so fucking ugly when you mug. U need to fix yo damn face"
He side eyed me.
"Say 'Giselle' you want me to smack yo ass? Quit fucking talking to me & just read the results. Damn"
Lmaooo he's mad.
"Okay okay " I say putting my hands up on defense.
I open the letter and read it ,
"For the paternity results of Paris Bennett , born July 9th 2021..."
I look over & notice he stands up. Omfg here he go.
"Von get yo ass away from me"
"Read what the hell it say while I'm being calm with yo ass"
Boy idgaf if u was calm or not.
"Lamya Giselle Jackson, DNA MATCH: 100%. , Dayvon Daquan Bennett, DNA MATCH"
I read the letter to see it says "100%" but of course, I wanna crush this Nigga heart. Just like he did me.
He looks at me .
"0%"
I look at him and he begins squinting .
"You playing right , Lamya?"
This nigga never calls me my first name .
I notice him walk towards me real slow.
"Huh?"
I damn near hurt myself trynna separate us with my table and then a chair.
"Get yo ass ova hea! Fuck you mean , Zero Percent?!"
He pushed everything back & finally caught me.
"Von! Stop! I'm playing! I'm playing! It's 100%, look ! Look!" I say tossing him the letter.
He reads it and then looks at me.
"Yo ass would of died today. Where my damn baby at?"
Damn so no check in on me, just where the baby at?
"In her crib sleeping. Where else would she be Von?" I asked as we walked to my bedroom.
"She should be in here with you. But yo hoe ass would rather shake yo ass on live then shake ha damn bottle"
"Nigga you don't even know how to make a bottle! Fuck is u really talking about Von? You got me fucked up! "
He ignored me and smiled at Paris in her crib.
We walk out and head into my hallway, that's when I decide to let his ass have it s
"Don't know how to make a bottle. But know how to make a baby? Mr. 3 kids & u ain't even married. Mr. Can't stay out of jail. Mr. HOE-" he punched tf outta me.
"Watch yo fucking mouth Lamya. I ain't Terry, I'll slap the shit outta you. On king Dave."
Oh this mf must of lost his fucking mind.
"BITCH!" I punched his ass right back Inna face.
He holds his lip looking at me.
"Don't ever put yo hands on me no more. Also u right u not Terry, he will kill yo ass!"
"Go get his bitch ass den! "
Quickly running down the stairs with Von behind me , I get my phone and call Terry.
"Baby Von in the house and he just hit me!"
"What?! I'm finna pull up!"
Yeah cause this nigga lost his mind.
"Ian scared of his bitch ass. Yo nigga finna die, so go pick out a dress. I'm finna put his ass Onna T shirt"
Yeah he gotta go now.
"Get the fuck out Von! Go!" I demanded.
"Ian going no fucking where! I pay yo fucking rent!"
Terry pulls up just in time. He enters the house with a gun but Von holds me captive with a gun to my head.
"Fuck u doing in here with my wife nigga?!"
"Shut yo bitch ass up , I'll fuck yo wife bitch"
Terry steps closer where causes Von to tug my hair.
"Come close & ima kill dis bitch in front of you"
I wasn't playing anymore. I began to beg for my life.
"Von no pleaseee! I'll do whatever you want!"
It was absolutely silent minus my deep breathing.
"Go kill him "
"Huh ? "
"U heard Wtf I said , Giselle. Go kill him or ima kill you"
I approached Terry pretending like I was about to kill him.
I quickly grab Terry's gun & pointed it at Von.
He laughs & shots let out.
I fall to the ground and it's not cause I've been shot. It's Terry!
"Nooo! Noo!"
"Bring yo ass here, Ian gone hurt u"
Realizing Terry is dead, I wipe my tears and hug Von.
"About time you killed his ass, you want yo reward now or later?" He asked smirking.
Yep you read that right. This was All staged.
Von & I had to get my ex killed cause he wouldn't let me be with Von.
I always wanted a family and I was willing to do anything to get it.
Even if I had to be controlled.
