Part 17

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Sam's POV

"I am so ready for this little guy to be born. We are going to be amazing parents," Justin says as he places his hands on my round belly that contains my child.

"Well, I am going to be an amazing parent," I reply, a small smile appearing on my face.

"What do you mean? You think I am going to be an awful father?"

"Actually, no. I think you will be a good father when you have a child."

"But this is my child right here," he says as he pokes my belly button, having a confused expression on his face.

"See, the thing is Justin.." I start as I lick my lips. "This isn't your child."

"How is this not my child?"

"I cheated on you," I tell him simply, a sinister smile on my face.

"This has got to be a joke," he says more to himself than to me as he removes his hands from my body and backs up, looking down at the ground as he rubs his forehead with his hand. "That is my baby."

"It's no joke," I say to Justin. "This isn't your baby and I am leaving you to live with the real father."

That really gets his attention because in an instant he is in front of me and he has slapped me across the face.

"No. You are not leaving! I will not allow it, because if I can't have you, nobody can. And as for that baby, it will be killed if you try leaving me, even if I have to kill it myself." Then he slaps me again.

I wake up, panting as I sit up. Placing one hand on my cheek where Justin had slapped me and the other on my stomach, I realize it was just a dream. It felt so real, but it was only a dream.

Looking down at the sheets, I think of earlier and if the dream I just had has a meaning. What am I thinking? Dreams happen, doesn't mean they happen for a reason, right?

I look over beside me to see Justin who must have snuck in while I was asleep sleeping peacefully. How can a guy like that sleep like that?

Then I look to my other side to check the time. It's a little after midnight and I know I am still extremely tired, so I lay back down, calming my breathing as I try to fall back asleep.

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