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Jazmyn chewed on her bottom lip as Torin paced back and forth

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Jazmyn chewed on her bottom lip as Torin paced back and forth. "I can't believe your ass is pregnant and didn't tell me." He bitched at her for the fourth time. "A damn baby is in you. I'm taking care of this and that for you, and you forget to mention a damn baby." He stopped and looked at Jazmyn laying in a hospital bed. 

"I'm sorry Torin." 

"No bitch you going be sorry." He pointed at her shaking his head before he begin to pace again. "Like I make sure you get your food. So you let it sit on that damn desk, and didn't bother to touch it. Bitch what's tea? We not having this baby or what?" He asked folding his arms. 

Jazmyn looked away from him. She closed her eyes. "I shouldn't have asked it like that. Don't. Please don't cry because then I'll really be ready to fuck myself up." Jazmyn opened her eyes. "Does Azul know? That bitch could have told me." He huffed. "I'm your friend Jazmyn. Don't be trying to push me away again." He stepped closer to the bed.

The door to the room opened making him stop. Vincent looked him over with a look that could have sent him down to the morgue. He looked to Jazmyn. "I knew you was fucking this nigga." He spoke. Jazmyn looked over to Torin who smirked. "Mm. I love the messy tea."

"Get out Torin

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"Get out Torin." 

"Uh, yea no. That's not going happen. I don't care if your baby daddy is here now. HE needs to know that I'm taking care of you when he's not around. She didn't tell me shit about the baby. But I'm going be all over her ass from now on." He folded his arms. "And you better be too." He pointed at him. 

Vincent snickered. "I'm just finding out. Continue to get on her not me." He spoke as he moved over to a chair beside the bed. Vincent set his keys and phone down on her bed folding his arms. Jazmyn didn't bother to look at him. 

"Oh you is in trouble. Let me go get your ass something to munch on. This damn hospital probably won't have nothing. I'll be about twenty minutes. Is that enough time?" Torin looked to Vincent who laughed. 

"I would never answer that question for you." 

Torin smirked as he turned away grabbing his black suit jacket from the couch he had tossed it on. "Don't worry god baby, your godfather has good taste." Torin spoke to Jazmyn's stomach before he left the room. Once he did Jazmyn expected for a tension to surround her. But it never came.

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