Nothing Going On But the Rent Ch. 2
Well, after our first encounter, Mike and I began seeing each other on a regular basis and, needless to say, the housing project tenants began spreading the rumors. So, in order to protect his job, Mike helped me find this fabulous apartment that I am living in now. I returned to school, the school found a job for me, and my Mom & I have made up whereas she often watches over Lynn for me as I am in school or work.
Mike was with me when I gave birth to Lynn 3 months after our 1st sexual encounter. I broke up with Jacob, since he worried more about his drugs than me or his child. So, now I have this apartment and Mike comes by and often sleeps over. He paid the rent for me while we were dating. So, a black teen from the projects, that wasn't too bad. He even fixed the place up a bit for us. One of the main thing that he insisted on doing was to hook up a video camera in the bedroom's walk-in closet. All he has to do is turn it on with a remote control that sits on the night table next to the bed and he would make his own sex videos with us as the main actors. But, of course, I wasn't acting a lot of the times. He preferred to turn the camera on without my knowing. He said that he got the hottest tapes from doing that. But once, he had taped something that he hadn't planned on taping.
Despite my move from the project, I remained friends with Emma. Emma was a sweet girl, about 2 years younger than me, and had the cutest little baby face. Most guys in the project who dated her often said that they enjoyed looking into her face while fucking her. You see, Emma looked like she could be about 12 years old even though she wasn't. She had a beautiful light brown complexion, dark brown eyes, and perky little breasts. She did a lot of roller blading and got the most beautiful pair of legs in the projects. That is what always attract the guys. But, when I was in the project, Emma was stuck on her boyfriend who was doing a year in jail for drug distribution. The dumbass tried to sell to a vice cop. No guy was able to get to her heart because she was "saving" the rest of herself for her man. But Emma could stand the fact that I was seeing a white guy. She would often say that, "If you're fucking white, it can't be right." Emma was a prejudice little girl. But out of the blue, Emma stopped talking to me. When I would visit the project or go to school, I would ask around about her. One of the stories were that Emma had gotten herself pregnant. No one knows who the father may be since her boyfriend was in jail at the time.
About two months ago, I was sitting in my living room looking at the television and very upset. I really wanted to build our friendship back but Emma would never talk to me. I would call her house and her mother would claim that Emma was not home, but I could hear Emma in the background. Then, Mike had come over to see me. He saw that I was not in the mood to be held or anything. I told him why I was sad and upset. "Keisha, I think I know why Emma is not talking to you," he said.
"Why? How do you know", I replied.'
"I think I know who she is pregnant for too"