Chapter 22

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JAMIAS POV:

I woke up having to rush to the bathroom.
I puked up the food I had from last night and I'm feeling light headed.
"What's going on with me?" I say to myself.

"Prince get the fuck up." I yelled. "Get up! You're always laying around and ain't doing shit. Get up."

"Mane shut the fuck up! You always yelling over some dumb shit mane."

I looked at him and calmly said "I'm pregnant." I really don't know for sure but I believe I am. We've been having unprotected sex and this morning I woke up vomiting.

"Hell naw."

"Hell yea. You think I like this? You think I want this? My life already fucked up and now I have to raise a Princeton junior for the rest of my life? It's always about you Princeton. What about me? What about my life? Do you not care about that? You already beat me and I took you back. Do you like me like this? Does this turn you on?"

He stood there with an puzzled look on his face.
"I'm done." I said as I was leaving his house.
My life is over. I've lost my friend, the only person who was there for me and now I'm knocked up and my boyfriend doesn't care about me. I can't live like this.

PRINCETONS POV:

Jamia pregnant? I know it's mine but I ain't ready for a baby. I ain't ready to be no daddy. I ain't even fit for that type of shit. But I can't just leave her. I see the hurt in her eyes but a nigga can't be worried about shit like this. I love her but my life come before anybodies.

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