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the truth pt 5

the truth pt 5
"hey now, bree." he says my name softly. i can imagine his big brown eyes looking at me with that calm expression. that face that says, it's alright. i slow my crying to a sniffle but his voice is still there. calming me down. "look, i'm sorry i didn't answer your text yesterday. that was petty. Bunny, she's my sister. when you accused me i shoulda just told you the truth instead of getting all fucking sensitive. that's my bad. okay? please stop crying."

now i feel really bad. the tears well in my eyes. how could i accuse him like that? and he's apologizing to me like he's in the wrong?
"it's my fault, jude. i shouldn't have—"
"shh. it's okay. dinner at eight, i'll pick you up, okay? we'll put all this shit behind us."
"okay."
jude clears his throat. over and over. then i hear it: "i love you." for the first time. i can't believe it. he said it. i just freeze, taking in the moment. "you don't have to say it ba—"
"i love you too." i feel myself smiling as it falls out of my mouth. "i love you, jude." "cool." the way he says it, i know he's smiling too. "i'll see you soon, okay?" "yeah. bye!"
"bye."
for a moment my chest is warm and i can't stop giggling and swinging my feet. then i remember and my heart sinks. i have to tell him my period is now 3 days late. there's no escaping it. it'll definitely risk what we have. that's the hard part. i mean, what if jude is a father? of my child? i'll have a child if my period doesn't show up! my period is never late, im so worried.
i open my closet. last month jude bought me a tight black dress. "just because," he said when i asked him why. like it was nothing. the dress is expensive, too. over $1000. crazy that he'd blow that all on me. but kind of nice, too. i wish i had money to spend on him. if i did, I'd buy him tons of cool things. watches. shoes. would be nice. too bad i'm broke. either way, this dress will be perfect for tonight.
i take out my lace front from the bathroom closet and the only fenty palette i have. better look my best tonight. i stare in the mirror for a second. breathing. my stomach is swirling, but it's not period pain. it's something else. i can feel it. "please. no."

here's part 5 💗💗more to come. don't be a ghost reader 😭vote and comment to tell me what you like! luv u guys 🎀