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"Your really happy?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. This seems all so rushed."

"You don't want this?"

"No-no I do. I'm just saying is this what you want?...with me."

He squinted at her titling his head slightly.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"You left...I can't but think it was because of me."

"I said I left because I couldn't live off my parents. I stayed away because I didn't make it as fast as I though I would."

"You dropped an album while you were away though." I held a confused expression

"Ok Rose." He dismissed the conversation before leaving the room

"Bryson I'm just making sure I won't be alone. Damn. I mean I have every right to question you."

"No you don't!" He snapped turning back to her

She flinched and took a step back.

"Yes I do. Fuck it Bryson. I'm not going to have a kid you don't want."

"What are you talking about?!"

"You can't come back and think everything is fine. You've been here for almost 2 weeks and I still never know when your gonna disappear. Fucking Houdini!"

"Fuck it Rose do what you want with your fucking kid."

Her small hand met his left cheek.

"Now it's MY child?"

"Bryson you think you can treat people how you want because your famous now. But you fail to realize that I don't need you. Don't ever think I do. If anything you need me so don't think you can act like speaking to me is doing me favor. I'm keeping my child so wether your here or not is up to you but I still don't need you in that category either. Me and my child will be fine without you, Houdini."

"Rose." He called lowly

"Shut up Bryson." I snapped grabbing my keys

I walked downstairs leaving out the house. I drove to rite aid to grab some prenatal vitamins.

"Excuse me." I said squeezing past a guy who stood in front of the vitamins as he spoke on the phone

"Sorry mama. Rose?" He spoke as I grabbed a jar of vitamins

I looked at the stranger before a smile took over my face.

"Tory." I hugged him

"Why you getting these?" He picked up the  jar from my hand

"I'm expecting."

"Word? With who?"

"Bryson."

"Oh shit. Well take my number. We fell off in school and you was cool as hell."

"Cool? Boy I was the shit." We laughed

"Ain't ma I'll give you that. Call me though we should catch up."

"You tryna play step daddy?" I laughed

"You know it baby girl." He winked at her making her blush

"Bye Mr. Lanez."

"Bye Mrs. Lanez."
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