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LAYLAP.O.V.
"Layla, hun, when's the last time you had your period?" Kimetrius asked me while holding back my hair as I vomited for the 5th time this morning.
"I'm not too sure...do you happen to think I'm pregnant?" I replied, already starting to get worried.
"Well I mean it's been 3 months since we had sex and it's been 3 months of you not having your period." He said.
"Oh fuuuuccccckkkk me." I muttered already feeling anxious.
"Gladly." He replied.
"Boy get your nasty and impregnating ass up and buy me a motherfucking pregnancy test. Make that 5 motherfucking pregnancy tests." I yelled, being careful to make sure the others didn't hear me.
"Be back in five."
What in the actual fuck have I done, I muttered to myself.
My health teacher would be too disappointed.
But damn. I'm a model. I can't get pregnant.
I zoned out for a bit but came back when I saw Kim's fingers snapping in my face.
"You got em'?"
"Yurp." he said while walking out the room.
"Don't leave."
"You want me to watch you piss."
"If the piss determines us having a kid together."
5 mins later
Our iPhone timers went off simultaneously and we both turned to find our dreaded fate.
While waiting those 3 minutes it became clear that I probably was pregnant whether we like it or not.
I reached for the 5 tests already dreading the results.
PREGNANT
It stated.
I stared at the stick for a couple seconds before I started crying hysterically.
"Come on baby, you have bigger things to worry about, like rihanna and drake not being friends and the royal wedding."He uneasily laughed.
"I want back my poppin ass bitch that I know will conquer this pregnancy and be a bomb ass mother."
"She's right here." I said, wiping the remaining tears off my face.
