Jakes POV
We are heading downstairs to the living room when Erika squeezes my hand letting me know it's gonna be okay.J: m-mom
P: yes
J: c-can I t-talk to you?
P: you okay?
J: um I uh
P: how about you sit down.
I sat down and just stared at my mom.
P: okay so wha-
J: Erika's pregnant
My mom started crying.
P: Jake Joseph Paul I told you to stop fvcking around before you got a girl pregnant and when you stop that's when you decide to knock someone up?!
J: mom the thing is I didn't get her pregnant.
P: so she cheated?
J: no, it's my baby but we didn't have sex to make this one.
P: what the hell is going on?
J: Erika cover your ears
Erika covered her ears and I told my mom what happened.
I tapped Erika letting her know she could uncover her ears.
P: Jake I'm sorry for yelling at you. Just tell me what you need help with.
J: ummmmm you could help Erika find a place for us to live.
P: you can stay here
J: absolutely not mom with Logan here and you and dad arguing Erika will never get any sleep.
P: well me and your father are getting a divorce
J: I knew it was coming but I still think we should live on our own but we'll stay close so you don't have to get all emotional and crap.
P: okay I can do that.
J: don't tell anybody we will.
P: okay I guess congratulations.
E: thanks my moms next?
*Erikas Place*
An: hey baby girl how you feeling?
E: I feel fine but I need to tell you something.
An: okay what is it dear?
E: the baby is actually Jakes
Next thing you know I feel a stinging sensation and my head is whipped a whole different direction.
An: you pressured into this you a$$whole! My daughter is s Christian not one of you little slvts to get pregnant!
E: mom stop! We never had sex!
An: then explain to me how this baby would be his.
E: Jake could you?
J: only if she swears to God that she won't slap me again.
An: I swear to god I won't slap you again.
J: Erika cover your ears.
She covers her ears
J: *tells story*
I look up at Erika letting her know she can uncover her ears.
An: oh I'm so sorry for slapping you Jake.
J: you reacted just like my mom except she cried and you slapped me.
E: *tells their plan*
An: aw my baby is moving out.
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Ms. Perfect (completed)
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