Chapter 2

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Jacques POV

"Bruh if you don't get the fuck out my face with that fake shit." I said getting up.

"Jacques I am pregnant. You see the damn pregnancy test right here." She kept waving the pregnancy test in my face and shit. I'm about to knock the pregnancy test out her hand and knock her ass out.

"Remember your side nigga? It ain't mine." I stated.

"Jacques I do not have a 'side nigga'. It's yours. Why you keep acting like I'm some hoe off the corner?"

"Cause you is a hoe off the corner." Deja face got real sad.

"I wasn't a hoe when you saved me from them. I wasn't a hoe when you was cuddling, kissing and touching me. I definitely wasn't a hoe when you was fucking me raw." She said going in, all up in my face b.

"Deja you about to be right back on them streets if you don't get the fuck out my face." I threaten. A tear went down her cheek.

"You can't take me back cause I'm not going back." She cried out.

I shook my head then told her,"Deja come here." She shook her head no and backed up. I walked up to her and hugged her. She just kept crying in my chest. I picked her up then walked to the couch and sat down on it. She sat on my lap with her face in my chest.

I hate seeing girls cry. I know what I said/did was hella wrong. I wish I could take it back. I ain't no good for her. She doesn't deserve me. She deserves better. She silently cried in my chest as I ran my fingers through her soft hair. 

Once she stopped crying, I lifted her chin with my finger and kissed her lips softly. I wiped the single tear going down her face. After she calmed down she asked me what I wanted to do.

"I guess we can keep it."

"Okay.."

"You sure it mines?" She looked at me with that face and walked out the room.

"I'm just playing! I love you."

"Sure you are. Sure you do."

I got up and ran to her.

Moments later...

"Jacques...you're a dumbass." She moaned out.

"Why would you say that when I'm pounding you?" I went harder and put my face in her neck. She bit my neck and grabbed onto shoulders.

"Deja stop...bruh. You know what that shit does to me but you still do it...that's how I got you pregnant." She stopped then grabbed my face and looked me into my eyes while I cümmed in her.

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That last part was powerful! I can't believe I wrote that.

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