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Chapter 4.

Weeks and weeks gone by. Things started to grow rough and easy. More like a roller-coaster feeling. Since Cynthia's accident with Jerome, I've been home with her to look after more often.

Cynthia and my mum said I don't have to do this but I wanted to. There was no options to this.

All now Cynthia hasn't told me and my mum that she's pregnant and I'm starting to recognise her bump more.
Jerome also been ghosting ever since. He knows there's no end to this.

I needed to fuck real hard.

"Hello, baby. It's been a long time", says this chick.

I've had this girl number and I've never phone her or even answer her messages. She's been buzzing my phone by calling me everyday. Today, I allow her to talk to me.

"Nice to hear from you Kiyah.", I say rolling my eyes. "It's Niyah!", she corrected me.

I covered my mouth so I don't burst out laughing.

My bad.

"So, what you saying then?", I asked smoothly.

She moans lightly on the phone.
I was confused.

"Is you ok?", I asked her. "Yes, it's just your sexy ass deep voice", she response to me.

I giggled a bit.

Lot of girls compliment my deep voice.

"I want you to come over..."her voice trailed. "For what?", I said smirking. "What you think, Keirz?", she asked me. "I don't know, what your talking about. My mind is just blank", I lied to her.

She giggles down the phone.

Her giggle was nasty. Sounded like Peppa Pig's dad.

Turn off.

How can a innocent voice, have the most gross laugh. No likey.

"Your monster munch", she informed me."Well, he don't want you at all.", I replied back to her. "Have you ever record your laugh and listen to it? It's sounds like I'm talking to a mother-fucking transgender. That ain't cute at all. Get that sorted out", I stated to her.

I stared into air to wait for her response. Thinking to myself, ain't Niyah going to talk.

"You know what-", she said after I cut her off.

I locked off the phone. Didn't wanna hear what she saying. After it took her a decade to talk.

I laugh it off.

I went to Cynthia's room and seeing her on her Toshiba laptop.

I sat beside her on her bed.

"What you doing?", I asked. "Online shopping", she said to me with a smile. "I'm going out. Going Westfield with the guys", I said to her glaring at her bump.

She notice me staring at it.

"Keiran?", she said my name softly.

I nodded at her.

"I know, you know. I didn't know how to say it to you properly. I'm scared. I didn't want to upset you and mum. What makes it worse, I'm pregnant with Jerome's baby that you don't like and mum barely knows about him. I don't want to do this on my own, Keiran.", she stated to me.

She puts her laptop to the side and sat up properly facing me. She lifts up her long top to show me her bump.

It's so round.

"I don't want this little one, to suffer without a father", she points to her belly.

Then she looked at me.