DG X Reader: Pop Star

23. Cry

"Crystal, don't." Gun looked at her.

She has a right to know!" She said and then turned back to me.

"What is it?" I asked nervously.

"I..." She took a deep breath  "I just thought you should know DG slut shamed you."

I blinked and stared at her shock.

"...What?"

"The boys were teasing him about possibly being Birdies dad and he got mad. He said that it wasn't his fault you opened your legs to men and that your mistake, referring to your pregnancy, wasn't his problem."

I stared at her and felt my eyes suddenly burning.

"He what?!"

Does he-I- But-

"I'm sorry, honey..."

I shook my head and stood up, taking Bird back from Gun.

I held her tiny little head to my cheek and paced the living room floor.

How could he!?

I could have forced him to take responsibility!

I could out him as her father!

I could-

I could...

I can't...

I sat on the couch and held her forehead to mine.

Birdie began to whine and put her mitten cuffs on my face.

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry....

I pulled my face away from hers and looked at her face. She yawned and stretched her tiny legs.

I calmed myself down.

I don't wanna cry in front of my daughter again...or them.

I smiled at Birdie and looked at Crystal and Gun.

"Have you guys eaten anything today?"

Gun's phone buzzed and he looked at the screen.

"I need to take this."

I sighed and closed the door after they left.

They stayed for longer than I expected.

But it was refreshing to talk to someone.

After bathing Birdie and taking a quick shower myself, I checked on my sleeping baby before getting in bed myself.

It's only 10:23 but I've been exhausted for months.

But it's all worth it.

Does it feel that way all the time?

No.

For example, yesterday, she wouldn't stop scream crying so I cried on the bathroom floor for about an hour.

It is hard and lonely, but I know I'm privileged.

There's poor single parents out there who don't know if or what they'll feed their children today.

Thankfully, I probably have less worries than them.

But... is it okay to feel sad?

Is it still okay for me to feel like Im struggling, even just weeks in?

They say it takes a village but I feel like I have no one.

Lasol, Oliver and Crystal are busy. I can't lean on them all the time, even if they say I can.

I wiped my tear away. And glared at the spot DG would sleep on.

How the fuck is he gonna call me a slut when he's the only one I slept with?

Not his problem?

Yeah, because I gave him an out and he took it.

I gripped my hair and cried quietly, feeling absolutely pathetic.

My phone lit up and I checked to see it was a dm from DG.

I stared at it, then put down my phone.

Fuck him, he can stay on delivered.

I glanced at my phone before unlocking it.

I didn't open the message but I read it from my Lock Screen.

Wanna come over

I need head

Huh?!

I sent him three question marks and he deleted the messages.

Sorry, wrong person

AND HE CALLED ME A SLUT!?

I left him on read and tried to rest.