Could It Be Real?

• Part ; 13

*Nique's P.O.V*

I started having sharp pains in my stomach. I woke up out of my sleep and started holding my stomach. I felt something wet on my bed. I got up to see what it was. It was all over me and in my pants. I went to the bathroom and tried to use it. Nothing came out. I just sat there for a minute. My stomach stopped hurting so I got up and took off my clothes. I walked over to the shower and turned it on. When I turned around to get my wash cloth all this liquid stuff started coming out of me. Ewwh. I cleaned it off the floor then got in the shower fast. I felt so uncomfortable. I took a hour long shower. Once I got out I put on some leggings and a sweat shirt. I looked at my phone and I had a missed call from.... Justin? I called back.

Nique: Hello?

Justin: Hey.

Nique: What made you call me?

Justin: I just wanted to see how you were doing.

Nique: Well I'm fine.

Justin: Were you busy today?

Nique: No

Justin: Can I take you out.

Nique: Um, I don't know.

Justin: Please. I miss you.

Nique: Okay.

Justin: I'll be over in a hour.

Nique: Wait, I moved back home.

Justin: Really?

Nique: Yeah. So, it would take a little longer.

Justin: I'll still come.

Nique: You sure?

Justin: Yeah, what's your address?

Nique: *tells him*

Justin: Okay, I'll call you later.

Nique: Okay bye.

Justin: Bye beautiful.

Nique: Your So sweet.

Justin: I know. But dress nice but not fancy or anything.

Nique: Okay. *hangs up*

I went down stairs and ate some fruit and drank a water. I went and put on a sun dress. 30 minutes later Justin was here. We went to a little restaurant. It was nice.

*Justin's P.O.V*

She looked amazing. Even with her belly. I want her to be mine. She has to be mine. I just want to kiss her. I've been staring at her for a while. She has this weird look on her face.

Nique: What?

Justin: Huh?

Nique: *smiles* You keep staring at me.

Justin: *laughs* Sorry, your just really cute.

Nique: *laughs* Thanks, I try.

Justin: *starts watching her eat*

Nique: *looks at him* Uh, Justin?

Justin: *still staring*

Nique: *slaps him* Justin!

Justin: *feels his face* Owwe, what?

Nique: Stop staring at me, It's getting weird and your making me uncomfortable.

Justin: Sorry.

Nique: It's fine.

Justin: Can I tell you something?

Nique: Yeah, anything.

Justin: Well...

*Leah's P.O.V*

I was home alone when I got a text from Roc saying he was coming over. I didn't know why though. I got up and changed into some shorts and a tank top. It was hot as hell. The door bell rung and I went to go answer it. I thought it was going to be Roc but turns out it was Prod.

Leah: Uh, Hey.

Prod: Hi.

Leah: So?

Prod: Is Roc here?

Leah: Not yet.

Prod: Oh, well he wanted me to meet him here.

Leah: Oh okay.

Prod: I'll Just wait in my car until he gets here.

Leah: Or you could come in.

Prod: No, I'm fine.

Leah: Prod, don't act like that.

Prod: How am I acting?

Leah: Don't play.

Prod: Leah, I have no clue what your talking about.

Leah: We need to talk.

Prod: Why?

Leah: We need to get over what happened.

Prod: There's nothing we need to discuss. What happened Is done and over with. *walks away*

Leah: Prod, please. *walks after him*

Prod: *stops* What?

Leah: I'm sorry.

Prod: *faces her* You know you hurt me? Right? I thought everything was perfect. I had the greatest best friend. A wonderful girlfriend and my brothers. I was wrong though. The two people who meant so much to me hurt me. But not just me, my best friend too. I'm not even mad though, but just know that it hurts me a lot.

Leah: Prod, It wasn't even like that. He came on to me.

Prod: Then how did it lead to you having sex with him.

Leah: I guess I got caught in the moment. I was mad and had a lot on my mind.

Prod: Why was you mad?

Leah: I've been hearing you and Nique have been messing around. That's why you guys are always with each other.

Prod: Are you serious?

Leah: *silent*

Prod: I never did anything with Nique, but I should have.

Leah: Wait, what?

Prod: Nique wouldn't have never did anything like that, and I wouldn't have either. If I wanted Nique, she would have been my girlfriend, instead of you.

Leah: So y'all didn't do anything?

Prod: No Leah.

Leah: I going to ask her.

Roc: *walks in* Wassup?

Leah: Hey.

Prod: *calling Nique*

Roc: What happened?

Leah: Were calling Nique.

Roc: Why?

Prod: We have to settle something..