The Story Of A Phat Girl [3] (Urban)

Chapter {9}

DEMERE POV:

Jasmine didn't come home last night so I know she's pissed at me but I'm just not ready for kids. I tried to talk to her the other night at the hospital but she ignored my ass and kept walking to Jace car.

I got in my car and heading towards Jace house so I can take Jasmine out to breakfast and make up for what I did yesterday. I don't know how I should start off the conversation or how I'm even get her to go with me because one thing about Jasmine is she's stubborn as hell. I looked up and realized I'm at Jace house, here goes nothing I thought while getting out the car.

I knocked on the door and Jasmine open the door with a smile on her face that was until she saw it was me. She was about to slam the door but I stuck my foot in the door and she blew out a sigh waiting for me to talk.

"Look, I know I fucked up yesterday but at least let me take you out for breakfast so I can make up for it." Jasmine was looking like she was debating about it. "Please Jasmine." I said giving her my best puppy dog face.

"Fine." Jasmine said grabbing her purse and locking the door. "Where are we going?"

"IHOP?"

"Good with me." She said looking out the window.

This car ride bout to be filled with awkward silence I see.

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"So what did you want to talk about?" Jasmine asked as she ate her pancakes.

"About yesterday." I watched as her posture went to stiff and she sat her fork back down looking at me with her arms cross. "I wanna apologize about yesterday, I was in the wrong and I'm hella sorry about disrespecting you."

"I accept your apology." Jasmine said with a small smile. "You accept the pregnancy now?"

"I didn't say all that." She just shook her head going back to eating her pancakes.

"If you didn't want any damn kids then you should of wore of condom." Jasmine said under her breath thinking I didn't hear her.

"How do I even know the kid is mine?" She let out a bitter laugh then went to texting on her phone.

"What is this? Your third time disrespecting me. How dare you question me about is our child yours. You know I would never step out on you but still you wanna think I would and now you ask me this dumb ass question." She said shaking her head with a bitter smile. "Of course the child is yours since your the only person I ever slept with."

"I still wanna DNA test." She looked at me shocked that I just let that come out of my mouth. I'm shocked that came out my damn mouth too. "Jasmine I-

"I didn't mean it? Then what the hell did you mean?" I kept quiet while she glared at me. "You want a DNA test then I'll give you a damn DNA test but just know the child is yours. I'm done dealing with you accusing me of stepping out on you. And I already told what was going to happen if you couldn't accept this child because I'm not giving up our baby." Jasmine said with tears in her eyes. "I love you Demere I do but I can't be in this marriage if you won't accept our child." Jasmine said as she took off her ring.

"Jasmine wait." I said as she got out the booth.

"Demere please don't." Jasmine said holding out her hand with tears streaming down her face. "I'll get my stuff out the house by the end of the week." She said as she sat the ring down on the table and walked out without a second glance.

I sat there staring at the ring on table knowing I did more than fuck up, I don't know why I let those words come out of my mouth because I know the child is mine. I was Jasmine first and only and I wanna keep it that way. I know I gotta do a lot to get her trust back and for her to forgive me.