"Mi cah fuck uh Riri," he said while pulling away from our heated kiss.
Why?
Was it because we're bestfriends?
"Why not?" I breathed out heavily as he cupped my cheeks and rested his forehead on mine.
He didn't answer me.
"Gio?" I whispered his na...
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6:30 p.m.
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Four negative and four positive.
The fuck
We sat there staring at the tests as Ryan scratch his head.
"A cud'n wah dis bredda,"
"She a breed or she nah breed," he said while looking at the tests.
I let out a sigh before standing from the bed.
"You a fret?" he asked
"I don't know," I said and he got up.
He walked towards me and pulled me into his chest.
"Positive or negative. Mi have uh back mami," he said.
I'm not ready for a child.
I'm nineteen,
"I'm not even ready for a child," I said.
"Ano everybody go ready Ma—"
He started and I pulled away from the embrace.
"No you don't get it. If I have a child now when am I going to have time to do what I want. I wanted to be in the right state and mind for a child Ryan,"
"So if you're pregnant—"
"I'll abort it," I said with low eyes.
It felt ashamed and worthless as the words left my lips.
Would I really get rid of an innocent child
Our child?
"Wah? Cause a fimi youth?"
"Ryan don't,"
"Tell me," he said and I looked at him.
"It doesn't matter if you're the father or not. I'm just not ready for a child," I said.
