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Sosalana.

I rolled over in bed away from my vibrating phone for the hundredth time. I'd been avoiding everyone lately. My eyes trailed to the T'V as i finally tuned in what this random youtuber was saying.

"..But honestly, what got me through my pregnancy wasn't really parental support, or support from the babydaddy, it was myself and—"

i quickly changed the video, still feeling a bit shaken.

I'd forgotten about that.

I took a few pregnancy tests after weeks ago after my nipples started to feel overly-sensitive.
Only Aunt Jatavia knows. I haven't talked to anyone in nearly 2 months since i found out.

I searched for a new video to use as background noise til I came across a video with my name featured.

I pressed play and listened to the use report.

"And on Flash-News network today we cover the rising star who's suddenly MIA? Sosalana Reeves' The new star in a live action tinkerbell that was set to be released in june next year now with production on hold." I rolled my eyes at the reporter's way of putting it.

I'd informed the directors directly after finding out, and they agreed to film with me in early trimester and help edit. I'd been going to set, and we'd still produce the movie. I'd just me late July instead.

  "More importantly, the star stopped posting and sharing anything on social media, which is strange, according to fans who've been involved with her since Day 1, and friends from school. We now bring up the director of Tinkerbell to tell us more about the movie, and why they believe it'll be released later than expected?" She asked. I changed the video since I knew she was done talking about me.

A knock suddenly came at my door.

"Aunt Jatavia, I told you to just come in." I said loud enough for her to hear. The door creaked open, and i looked over and my eyes got wider as I sat up.

"Sos'?" Brooklyn said softly. Her curly hair was out, and she had on a black shirt with black nike shorts. I covered myself up, remembering I had on a tanktop and shorts.

"I wasn't—uh, expecting company." I stuttered stupidly as I looked down. my natural hair was out and looked a bit curled, but i still looked a mess.