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𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐙 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀, 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐀 | 𝟏𝟎:𝟎𝟓𝐀𝐌
"I'll support you," He said as he began to ramble. "I don't want to be no dead beat dad. Just let me know about the appointments and about the baby." He stared at Chasity intensely, waiting for a response as he thought to himself what to do.
"That's fine, I just have to find a way to break it to my parents. If it's cool with you, we can go now and tell them?"
"Yeah, that's fine." He said as he brought his phone out, to text his soon to be ex-girlfriend.
"Jasmine." "hey, can I come over tonight?"
"We're done." "I'm a father now Jasmine, I can't be with yo ass."
"Fuck you and that bitch Samuel."
... As Chasity got out of Samuel's car, she looked at her home intensely, scared to tell her parents and see their reaction. They soon walked into the house as he held her hand trying to calm her down.
"It'll be okay, what's the worst that can happen? I know your parents they won't do anything irrational."
"But what if they kick me out or hurt me or—" She said but was soon cut off by her mother bringing her into a hug.
"Hey Chas, who's this?" Her mother said as she got out of the embrace to look the young man up and down. "Is this little Samuel?" She said as she brought him into a hug. "Hows your mom, I haven't seen her since we moved out."
"She's good." He said, in hopes she would stop talking about his mother trying not to bring up her condition.
"What brings you here Sam?" She said as they walked into the living room, sitting down on the couch.
"Stop interrogating him ma," Chasity said as she looked around. "Where's dad?"
"He's upstairs, let me go get him."
As her mom made her way up to their bedroom, Chasity moved her way over to get closer to Samuel. Her parents soon came down the stairs, both looking at the young pair, then going to sit next to them on the couch.
As Chasity saw her parents come closer she moved away from Samuel but he grabbed her by her waist, not wanting her to move.
"Okay, what do y'all have to tell us?" Her father said, as he examined them, seeing Samuel close to his daughter.
