Crystal's POV

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No, no, no. Jailed is late. He's LATE. He's never late, Jailed is ALWAYS here so that I can get started on my workouts. When I see him walking to the entrance of the gym, I jog over to him and I stop in my tracks, seeing him carrying Pope.

"What happened?" I asked when I saw Target. Me and him go way back. Not really, he's my second manager. He helps me fight. They both looked down and Pope was covering her face. "Hello?" I yelled, swatting my hands in front of their faces.

"Nice one, Jailed." Target growled to him. "Guys! Quit avoiding me!" I screeched, pushing Jailed. "What? What is it, Crystal?!" He growled, his body tensing. His muscles flex and his jaw clenches and eek!! His Adam's Apple bobs up and down when he gets mad, not to mention the vein in his neck. He's perfect from head to toe, and he's way better than Niko, for sure.

"Well?" He grumbled, pushing me against the wall and burying his head in the crook of my neck. "Crystalline, I'm so sorry..." He mumbled, kissing my neck softly. "Wha-- Why?" I asked, trying to push him off. "Me and Target... We raped Pope and accidentally got her pregnant."

"What?!"

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