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Dominique's POV

I'm so exhausted. It's been a few hours since that whole thing went down and I still can't wrap my head around it. Luckily, Zakari was fine after and just has some bruises that need to be treated.

I never expected my dad to attack him like that but why wouldn't he?

His seventeen-year-old son is pregnant in high school with some boy he barely trusts nor likes. I feel like I've failed him—like he doesn't even care for me anymore. I know he'll probably hate me too once I tell him I'm keeping the baby.

Other than that, things between Zakari and I are tense. Once we got home from the hospital, we got straight up to my room and it's been silent ever since.

We're facing opposite directions as he quickly fell asleep and I didn't. I'm pretty sure he's shocked and ashamed.

I myself am feeling ashamed. I thought we were being safe and taking all the necessary precautions but it didn't work out that way. This puts such a huge dent in our future plans.

How am I gonna be able to get my volleyball scholarship now or get into my dream school? I won't be able to play until what—the middle of next school year?

Not to mention, Zakari having to take time away from focusing on college to help me take care of a baby. That's if he chooses to stay—-I shouldn't say that. I know him and I know he'll do anything for me.

I just hope everything works out.



I woke up with a start as I felt something on my forehead. I felt around and touched something cold as I flinched away.

I opened my eyes seeing Zakari sitting in front of me just staring down at me.

"You were a little too hot so I put a cold rag on your head," he mumbled lowly as I nodded sitting up. We sat in silence for a bit until I felt his hand hold mine.

I squeezed it tightly as I leaned my head on his shoulder, "What'd we do wrong?"

"It was out of our control. Sometimes everything don't work out in our favor."

"Do you still love me? And you want to stay?"

"I wouldn't love you if I didn't want anything to do with you. I'm gonna be here...for you and our baby."

I chuckled lightly as I laid a hand on my somewhat flat stomach, "It is our baby huh? A little person is gonna grow inside me—a mix of you and me. I don't know if I'm ready for what's about to come."

"We'll get through it in any way we can. If we end up on our own just know I'm gonna take care of you."

I nodded leaning in the same as him as he slotted our lips together laying me down. I let him get in between my legs with a sigh as he trailed his kisses down my neck.

They continued as he lifted up my shirt, planting kisses everywhere around my stomach. I rubbed down the back of his head as I heard him sniffle. Tears were soon dropping on my belly and I couldn't help but let out a few tears of my own.

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