thirteen

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recap:
"I'm naomi and we need to talk to you"

summer
"and you're pregnant with her child?" I ask naomi letting out a shaky breath, she nods giving me a sympathy look, "does she know?" I ask again, only to get a nod making me choke on a sob.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know she had a girl until a few weeks ago when she took me for a ultrasound" she says, I shake my head putting down my head shaking of sobs on them.

I feel katorah sit next to me to hug me, "I'm sorry amariana, I've tried to talk to her and it wasn't my place to come in but then she said she was gon propose" she says rubbing my shoulder.

"that fucker got me pregnant after she found out about you being pregnant" I groan trying to stop the tears, my chest actually hurts, "no offense to you, it's not your fault at all, I'm just mad" I tell naomi.

"I get it, don't stress" she says getting a tissue to wipe my tears, I hear billie call for me as she comes down making me stand up and tell them to stay while I meet her in the kitchen.

"baby, I even finished showering" she laughs coming to hug me but I push her back.

"is there something you need to tell me billie?" I ask calmly watching her face twist into confusion while she goes to get a bottle of water from the fridge.

"no, why?"

"try again. is there anything you need to tell me?" I ask getting closer to her.

"no baby, why are you acting weird" she asks laughing lowly.

"last chance, anything you need to tell me?" I ask standing in front of her, a sheepish smile spreads on her face as she rubs the back of her neck.

"okay, I might have peaked into the box you left on the bed" she says making me roll my eyes.

"I am talking about the fact that you've been cheating on me" her face falls and panicked sets into her body.

"what are you talking about? you're back to tripping bro fr" she says with a chuckle and steps away drinking her water.

"shut the fuck up" I say hitting the bottle off her hand, "and you stop lying for a fucking second" I ask yelling.

"billie, did you or did not cheat?"

"baby, you know I love you. I would never do that to you" she says trying to hold me but my hand meets her cheek hard.

"can you stop fucking lying?! why do you feel the need to lie?!" I shout as she stands with her hand on her red cheek.

"amariana I would never cheat on you! I don't know what you are talking about!" she says oversizing me and puff up her chest.

it better stay at that.

"billie, you have kids through out fucking la because you can't keep it in your pants?! billie your baby mama is sitting on my couch telling me about your behavior while you're here proposing like ain't shit happened on your side!" I yell hitting her chest.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?! what did I do billie?!? you got someone else pregnant" I shout throwing the vase across the room, katorah and naomi come in making billie direct her eyes to them.

she immediately starts shouting at katorah for stepping in where is not suppose to be, "billie shut the fuck up! you tried to trap me by getting me pregnant and proposing, what the actual fuck is wrong with you!" I ask with tearing blurring my eyes.

"baby-"

I roll my eyes cutting her off, "give me your fucking phone" I say opening my hand.

"amariana, that's not necessary. it was only once and I was drunk, it was a mistake baby"

"shut the fuck up and give me your phone!" she hands it over opened, she continues to shout at katorah as I go through it, the nudes she has sent and received.

the compliments she sent these girls.

money she has spent on hotel rooms.

I throw the phone against the wall making it shutter and open the door, "get the fuck out billie" I say wiping my tears, "get out!" I repeat as she tries to hold me.

"you can't kick out of my apartment"

"then I will leave" I shrug going up to pack a small bag and naomi helps me while katorah holds billie back from getting to me.

"and take your sorry ass ring, best believe I'm having a appointment first thing tomorrow for abortion too" I say walking out throwing the ring on her chest.

she continues to beg and follow us as we get in the car with katorah driving, naomi hugs me tightly letting me cry.

what a waste of three years.

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