JADA'S POV-

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Its eleven O'Clock and I'm tryna walk to the kitchen. My legs still hurt from my...... Uhhh operation. And by that I mean...... My legs still hurt from having an abortion. My mom forced me too. I did want to take care of it even though, I havent heard from De'Marcus since that night. Plus Clayko and Jacolby haven't been to school in bout three months. As I tried to silently open the refrigerator, a light bright as hell caught my attention. I peeked through he window and I noticed a car and out the car steps Clayko, Jacolby, and the new girl. I ran to get my coat and I snuke outside.

" Damn where you three been ?", I asked. " Um just came back from a party."Clayko answered.
" Oh yea, Julie's party, but they said only upperclassmen was gone be there so I didn't bother to go." And I was having the abortion. All of a sudden my knees grew weak and I collapsed, but Jacolby caught me. " Oh my god, are you okay ?" He asked . " Yeah I'm just weak, cause of this operation I had."

"Oh really I hope everything's alright."

"Can I be honest with y'all, but y'all can't tell NOBODY.......yall the only other people I've told."

" Aight what happened ?!"
" One night De'Marcus rapped me and I was pregnant.... But my mother made me have an abortion."

They became silent. I hope they not judging me.
"I swear if shit wasn't hot right now, I'd fuck him up.", Clayko said. I wonder what he meant. " Aye Mak10 I'll hit you up later. And I'll see you later Jada."

The new girl help me get back up and I snuke back in my house.

JACOLBY'S POV-

Damn that's fucked up, but now that this is over I just wanna be a regular teenager again. My mom kicked me out once she found out I was trapping, so I live with Clayko and his older brother who doesn't care what we do. " I can't believe we work for Tyriek now and he would even smoke Memphis." I said. Clayko couldn't believe it either, I could tell in his facial expression. We got to the house, and picked out some clothes for school tomorrow.

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