5IVE // Pooter ✔️

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i hope you bad bitches had a good family dinner day (fuck thanksgiving) ❤️.

Five 😽

My eyes widen at her brief explanation.

"Like, having a baby type pregnant?", I question, still shocked.

Cassie nods. "Are you sexually active?"

Her question catches me off guard and I look at her weirdly.

"You're in my business?", I say. "Don't do that."

"I'm sorry. I just want to make sure you haven't made a big mistake."

With the same look, I ask, "So if I was to be pregnant, that would be a mistake?"

"I'ma take that as a yes to my other question. Have you had your period this month?", she continues.

"No, but-"

She cuts me off by saying, "Five, you might be pregnant."

Y'all see why I never got close with this dodo bird? She's always tryna talk over people, like bro... shut the fuck up.

"I'm not raising any babies, I'm sorry.", she tells me.

Raising an eyebrow, I say, "I could've sworn you didn't have any kids of your own."

"I don't.", she replies.

"Then why are you talking to me like I'm yours?
You've only known my dad for 7 out of 18 years of my life."

I continue, "Now if you would've let me talk, you would've heard me say that I don't have a period because of the BIRTH CONTROL IMPLANT IN MY ARM!"

"Oh, my bad.", she apologizes and I roll my eyes.

"If I was pregnant, I would never ask anyone else to raise my baby. Respectfully."

And with that, I get up and walk out to find Oni's ass.

I knock on her cracked door and receive silence in response, so I walk away.

As I pass the bathroom, I hear the toilet flush.

I wait by the door, and after a few seconds, she walks out.

"Girl...", I say, making her give me a questioning look. "What?"

I pull her into my room and close the door.

"Are you pregnant?", I ask bluntly and her eyes widen.

She replies, "How'd you know? I haven't even told anyone yet."

"Cassie said she had a dream about it and thought it was me.", I tell her and she sighs.

"Yeah, girl. The one time I go raw, this shit happens."

I ask, "How far along are you?"

"Only 5 weeks.", she answers.

"Who's the dad? Do I know him?", I question.

She nods. "He's coming to dinner tonight and that's where I'ma tell everybody else."