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Jacob pov
I walked upstairs and knocked on Santo's door. He opened the door and moved out of the way. I walked into his room and he shut the door.

Jacob: what did you need to talk to me about? I ask looking at him.

Santo: I know what you two are planning. He says looking at me.

Jacob: what are you talking about? I asked praying and hoping he's not talking about what I think he's talking about.

Santo: you and Makayla, I know you two are planning to leave tonight when I'm asleep.

Jacob: I don't know what you're talking about.

Santo: you know exactly what I'm talking about so stop acting stupid! He says clenching his fists.

Jacob: so what are you going to do about it she hates it here.

Santo: I don't care she's staying.

Jacob: no she's not me and her are leaving she hates it here.

Santo: I don't care if she hates it here she's mine and that baby is mine too! He yells clenching his fists.

Jacob: how do you know about the baby...?

Santo: oh come on she hasn't asked for period products and she's been throwing up she's obviously pregnant.

Jacob: I don't care what you say me and her are leaving.

Santo: fine leave but just know that I'll kill her and that baby.

Jacob: you wouldn't do that...I say nervously.

Santo: I would and I will do it if you take her.

Jacob: ok ok fine! What do you want from me for you not to hurt her?

Santo: I want you to leave and never come back don't call her or text her I want you to have no contact with her what's so ever.

Jacob: no I'm not doing that! I say getting pissed off.

Santo: fine you left no choice but for me to hurt her.

Jacob: fine! I'll leave and never come back. I say looking down.

Santo: good.

Jacob: what am I supposed to tell her? I ask looking at him.

Santo: I don't know just make up an excuse but don't mention this conversation to her.

Jacob: fine. I say pissed off.

I walk out of his room and slam the door. I walk into my room and start packing my stuff. How am I supposed to tell her she has to stay here? I can't hurt her. I'll have to make her hate me.

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