*June 23, 2015*

When I was 13, I found out I was pregnant with my first child. I named her Mariyah Deshay Whitby. And at 16, I found out that I was pregnant with another girl. I named her Chelsea Shanae Whitby. Moma was disappointed that I was 16 with two kids but she loved her grandbabies. Moma couldn't stay mad at me for long because I was her only child.

It was sad that I had two kids by the age of 16, but they still had the same no good daddy. Jaylin Martez Whitby was my boyfriend for 4 years. He cheated on me when I was pregnant with Chelsea, with my best friend Aijah, so I dismissed them both.

"Go best friend, that's my best friend, that's my best friend. You betta." I grabbed my phone not even looking at the name because i knew that was my best friend's ringtone.

"Sup baby, how you feeling?" Daijah was my best friend but we were so close, she was like my wife. We've been friends for two years, even though she's been gone for half of that time.

"Goodmorning bae. I'm good. I told you that. Ain't nothing I can change or take back.", I said ready to hang up.

"Camry. I can't just check on you? Then when I don't check on you, you think I don't care about you. I'll talk to you later Cam." And with that being said, she hung up.

I tried calling back but she didn't answer. So I decided to shoot her a text.

Daijah I'm Sorry. I'm Just Tired Of People Askin Me How I'm Feeling. I Lost My Moma A Month Ago. How Do Y'all Expect Me To Feel? My Moma Was All I Had. Bae U Know Dat. U Know My Daddy Was Never In My Life. And I'm Stuck Raising Two Lil Girls On My Own. But U Wouldn't Understand Since Your Life Is Given To U On A Silver Fucking Plater.

I slammed my phone on the table. I realized that it was only 8:30 in the morning. I got up and took a shower and headed downstairs. When I passed Deona's room, I heard crying. I knocked on the door.

"Deona, can I come in?" I asked. She didn't answer so I just walked in. Deona was sitting on the floor with clothes and suitcases everywhere. "Dee, what's wrong? Where you going?" I was so confused. Anisha walked in and sat on her sister bed.

"What's going on y'all?" Anisha asked looking between Deona and I.

"I'm pregnant. And I already know momma gone make me come back home." Deona cried.

"Pregnant Dee? How you get pregnant? I gave you condoms. I put you on birth control. Now it's like I'm irresponsible Dee. I told Moma I'll look after you here." Dee stared at her sister with a look in her eyes that screamed I'm sorry. But Anisha wasn't having it.

"Dee, you're only 15 years old. Where they do that at?" Anisha said. I looked at Anisha with the hardest glare I could give. Anisha knows I got pregnant at 13 and was just trying to keep her sister from making the same mistakes as I did. But damn, she ain't have to throw me under the bus.

"Momma!! Where are you?" Mariyah yelled, looking for me. She stood at Deona's door and looked at me.

"Girl if you don't stop all that yelling." I laughed. "What you want? Where yo sister?" I left Anisha and Deona to discuss the issue. I'm Kermit today. That ain't none of my business.

My girls and I went to the kitchen. I whipped up enough bacon, eggs with cheese, sausages, and pancakes for everybody. Anisha and Deona joined at the table and we all sat there and ate like a happy family.

There was a knock on the door that interrupted our breakfast. Bang, bang, bang. Whoever it was, was knocking a lil too hard on my door. "Help me Camry! Deona! Anisha! Somebody help me!" I ran to open the door and froze at the sight before me.