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Egypt POV
"Tilt your head down for me." I told my client.
My phone rang and I looked over at it picking up his call.
"Hello." I answered finishing her hair up.
"I got results, you'll open them wit me?" His voice came through.
"Hold on." I swallowed a lump in my throat.
I put him in my back pocket and turned off the flat iron off.
"Okay you're done." I smiled.
"Alright here's the money, thank you so much." She smiled back handing me cash.
"Have a good one." I walked her to the door.
I closed it and took my phone out my pocket. I sat on the couch tapping my foot.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Down the street, have the door unlocked." He said.
I nodded and hung up standing up. I went to the door turning the lock before walking to the kitchen.
"Wine, wine, wine." I looked through the fridge.
I grabbed a bottle and popped the cork out. I grabbed a glass and poured filling it to the top.
"E!" I heard him.
"Kitchen." I took a gulp.
He walked in and came in stood of me. He kissed my forehead wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Hey." I smiled.
"You good?" He asked.
"I'm fine, you?" I finished off the glass.
If the baby is his, I'm not sure how it's gonna affect us. He's still my boyfriend but I don't know want another woman giving him something I couldn't.
"Ready to get this shit over with." He mumbled.
He rested against the counter and handed me a envelope. I put my glass down and grabbed it. I opened it up and took out the papers unfolding them.
I took a deep breath and started reading them. I looked up at him with teary eyes making him sigh.
"It's yours babe." I nodded.
"Egypt man." He rubbed his temples.
I set them down looking at nothing in particular.
"Say sum." He mumbled.
"What you want me to say? What the fuck is there to say?" I snapped.
"Ion know man." He sighed.
"Well congrats." I picked up the wine bottle.
I put it up to my mouth gulping a few times. He took it away from me putting it behind his back.
"Give it back." I reached back.
"Bruh I'm not loosing you over this shit." He stepped back.
"I don't care Key give me my shit back." I fussed.
"Youn need it." He set it on the counter.
"Keontae leaveeee." I reached for it.
He grabbed my arms restricting me. I huffed and looked towards the side letting the tears fall.
"I'm sorry E, you know if I could change this shit I would." He towered over me.
"Stop because I'm over it." I pushed him back.
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