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The Girl

"Alicia, are you okay?"

"I took a pregnancy test a couple days ago"

"Shit." Jahir mumbled lowly. "Did you tell your parents?"

"My mom told me to take it"

"Alicia, I did not mean for this to happen. I didn't even hit raw like that. I don't remember-"

"I didn't say that I was expecting, Jahir"

He let out a breath similar to the one I had released earlier. "Damn, Alicia, don't do that" He leaned back on my bed. "I'm thinking that I'm sitting here with my baby and my baby"

Instead of responding, I just stared at him.

I couldn't come over his house for the time being, and all my stuff had to go.

"What?" Jahir asked. "What's wrong with you, baby?"

"Nothing, I'm okay"

"Alicia, I'm sorry about all of that with my mother. We're about to start the second semester, and I don't want my mom to repossess everything. Reno told me that I could stay with him with necessary. I don't want to do that."

"I understand"

He pulled me down to him and wrapped his arms around me.

I kinda just melted into his arms.

The same reasons as always, of course.

Jahir fell back on the bed.

I didn't want him to talk, and he didn't.

Until he did.

"Alicia, this shit is really eating me up"

He was talking about what happened on the yacht.

I took in a slow, deep breath before exhaling. "I came out okay. And I focus on that. It could have happened to anybody"

He nodded his head.

"I didn't expect you to full on fight somebody for me" I said.

"And why the hell not? You tryna bitch me, Alicia?"

"I expected a: shove, shove, shove, punch in the face type thing"

Jahir had broken Reno away from his own fight with the bartender, and mopped the yacht with him.

But instead of water, there was blood, and everything was getting messed up.

And after that beating, Corbin paid him a visit.

I wouldn't have told Corbin if I was sober, but I wasn't in the right state of mind when I called him.

"I'm not playing with no niggas over you" Jahir said after a few minutes.

"Okay, shh. I like you soft and sweet talking"

"When do I sweet talk?" Jahir asked.

"Sweet as in you're sweet to me"

He kissed my forehead. "You the one and only"


Days Later

I sat down at the table. "I see you're early"

"I see you're late"

"I'm not late, I'm just later than you. We're both early. We should just leave it at that."

Jahir did not know where I was, and he did not need to know.

"I don't like you the slightest bit. I don't know why my son of all people chose you"

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