d.t.b. | a boogie

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"Damn, forreal?" He asked me while I packed my bags.

"Yes forreal. You've nutted in me countless times Artist." I stuffed my panties into the plaid bag.

"But I've been gone on tour and everything. I haven't even been here to bust a nut." He got up and knocked my fully packed bag off the bed.

"Do you want to see the fucking test?" I yelled while pushing him. I picked my bag up and started putting the clothes he knocked down back into it.

"Yeah actually." I scoffed and quickly got up. I led him to the bathroom and handed him the three pregnancy tests on the counter. They all were positive.

"Nah, it's not mine. I haven't even seen you in the past month."

"And we fucked last month, and you nutted in me. Now I missed my period and I'm pregnant. So it's yours." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him. I walked back to the room and sat on the bed, tears rolling down my face.

"Ight stop cryin and lemme tell you the plan." He sat next to me and rubbed my stomach. "You can stay here for your pregnancy. Then when these nine months are over, I want a DNA test. Ight?"

"Fuck you need a DNA test fa?" Tears were rolling down my face even harder now. "Nigga it's yours! I haven't fucked anybody dude and that's on moms." I pushed his chest. I was about to smack him but he caught my hand.

"I'm not about to argue with you and I'm definitely not about to let you hit me. I will beat yo ass." He squeezed my light hands so hard they turned red. "I don't give a fuck if you a girl. I don't give a fuck if you pregnant. Don't put yo hands on me dawg."

I rolled my eyes and picked my bag up. "Fuck your deal. You got me fucked up." I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs to he front door.

"Ima get my sister to beat yo ass if that baby ain't mine."

"And ima get my brother to beat yo ass if you ever lay another hand on me. Bitch." I yelled. He ran downstairs. I wasn't phased at all. He looked at me then shook his head.

"Fuck bitches. I don't trust bitches."

And after that, he went to his red Lamborghini and sped out of our driveway.

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