The One Night Stand {An August Alsina Story}

Chapter 8.

(Derek in the picture!)

•Six Weeks Later•

~Bethany~

Well I'm officially 10 weeks pregnant.

By August freaking Alsina.

The four different home pregnancy tests and the clinic visit proved it.

No one else knows besides August and Derek.

I couldn't believe I was going to be a mother in under 7 months.

I've always wanted to have kids but not right now.

My life isn't right.

August told me he would pay to 'take care of it' if I wanted.

Of course, I thought about it but it's just wrong to kill an innocent child, even though they'd be born out of lust and not love.

I haven't heard from August in about a week and I'm currently chilling with Derek on my couch watching a movie.

I'd just finished telling him about August wanting me to abort the baby.

"That asshole knocked you up and now he tryna run away from it? Aw hell nah," He stands up, "let's go find this nigga."

"Derek, calm down." I laugh tugging his arm.

"Ight but his ass betta call you today." He plops down beside me and fake mugs.

"You are a mess." I giggle, laying my legs across his.

This past month, Derek and I have gotten closer and he's a really chill dude.

We've become great friends and he's always there for me.

I wish he was the father of this damn child and not August.

We're in the middle of watching the previews for Ted when Derek's phone rings.

He checks the caller ID and drops the phone back in his lap.

I give him a look and pick up the phone.

That Bitch is calling.

I laugh at the nickname he gave his baby mama.

"Derek, you gotta answer this time." I say as she calls 3 more times. "It's probably something about Darrien."

He rolls his eyes.

Darrien is Derek's 5 year-old son that he had with this girl named Trina.

To call her a gold-digging, ghetto whore would be an understatement.

"Man, fuck Trina. I already sent her the damn child support." He mumbles. "All she want is money."

"Derek." I say, as she calls two more times.

He looks at me then quickly looks away from my intense stare.

"Fine, damn." He sighs, answering the phone. "What?"

"..."

"Fuck you mean where I'm at? Bitch I'm grown." He snorts, rolling his eyes.

I listen as she yells something at him.

"He wanna see me? Ight, I'll come get him tomorrow." He hangs up before she can respond.

I slap his arm playfully.

"That wasn't nice."

He falls off the couch dramtically.

"Damn B, you know you hit like a man!"

We laugh and he hops back on the couch.

Just as the movie starts, the doorbell rings.

"Foooood!" He yells jumping up.

I laugh as he almost trips trying to run to the door.

"If it's the pizza you're paying!" I yell after him.

I hear the door open and then silence.

"The fuck do you want?"

I stand up and walk to the door.

"D, who is-August? What are you doing here?"

He stops glaring at Derek long enough to glance at me.

"I came ta check on you." He lied.

He came to see if I'm still pregnant.

Derek clears his throat dramatically.

"Ima let y'all talk." He glares at August and kisses my temple. "I'll be in your room, B."

He bucks at August and then walks off.

"Why are you really here, August?"

He shrugs and steps past me, going into the kitchen.

Rude ass.

I close the door and walk in the kitchen to find him making a sandwich.

"Excuse me? This ain't your damn house." I cross my arms and give him a stank face.

He waits until he finishes the sandwich to speak.

"You keeping it?" He asks quietly, staring at my stomach.

I chew on my lip nervously.

I honestly haven't thought this through all the way but I'm just not ready for children.

"No." I whisper.

He groans.

"Is there a problem with that?"I raise an eyebrow.

"Hell yea. Bethany you can't kill this baby." He says running his hands down his face.

"What the hell? Why?"I ask confused.

He was pretty set on me aborting it so why change now?

"Because I-"He stops and shakes his head."Nevermind."

He throws a stack of money on the counter along with a card for an abortion clinic before turning to me.

He surprises me by kissing my stomach and hugging me.

"If it's what you want."He whispers before kissing my cheek and leaving.

I stare after him with my mouth open.

I've never seen that side of August before.

The caring, compassionate,non-asshole August.

Why would he want to keep this child so bad?

I'm so damn confused.