Star67~Ben Simmons Love Story

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I was so mad that I was shaking. Ben had to calm me down so that I could tell him what was wrong. I sighed and had a seat on his bed.

 "I had an interview at Eclectic Salon today right. I got there early, I was professional, and I did good on the interview portion."

Ben sat down next to me and rubbed my back. "The lady wanted to see my cutting skills, so I showed her the pictures from the photo shoot I did a few weeks ago. She liked them and she said that I was the most qualified for the position of cutting stylist. Then Ratalie comes from the break room. She told the lady that I was a trouble maker and that I would cause problems in the salon."

I really wanted that job. That salon is well know around here and I want to be a apart of that. 

Ben shook his head and said, "Give me the address to the salon. I'll go straighten everything out."

I laughed and said, "Baby how are you gonna do that?" He sucked his teeth at me and said, "Baby girl, I am the Ben Simmons. My name carries a lot of weight around here. You're gonna get the job."

I left because I had to go to class. When I got to chemistry, I saw Hailey and Tone arguing about something. I had to intervene before they attracted anymore attention. "Ben has Popeye's in his room."

When I said that, the both stopped talking and ran to Ben's room. I shook my head and took out my materials for class. When class was over, I went back to Ben's room so we could chill. I saw Ben sitting on his bed with a smug look on his face.

I side eyed him. "Boy, what did you do?" 

He picked me up ad spun me around. "I went to the salon and I demanded that they give you the job. The lady said anything for you Ben. You start on Monday, since you don't have any classes that day."

I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. "You're the best boyfriend ever," I said after pecking his lips.

 "I know just how you can thank me," he said while wiggling his eyebrows.

He is such a freak, and I think it's starting to rub off on me. We've been having sex a lot lately, so I went to the doctor about birth control. I didn't tell Ben because he doesn't need to know about it right now.

We were in the middle of a make out session when he pulled away and gave me his thinking face. Oh no, I'm in trouble. "Star, we've been doing it like rabbits lately and I don't use condoms, so why aren't you pregnant yet," he said while giving me an intense stare.

I looked at him weirdly before saying, "Wayment, what do you mean you don't use condoms? You put on a condom every time we have sex." 

He sighed and said, "I take them off when you're not looking. I really want you to have my baby, Star. If you're not pregnant yet, it must be because of the birth control pills."

My eyes widened as he stared at me. "I found out today when I went to your room. I saw a tin sitting on your desk and I thought they were mints. I almost ate one until I realized what it was." I looked down at my feet as guilt washed over me. "Where you ever gonna tell me? "

"Ben, I'm sorry okay it's just that- I was cut off by him putting his hand up. 

"I don't wanna hear it, Star. I get it, you don't wanna have my baby." 

I rolled my eyes and said, "It's not that, Ben. I don't wanna get pregnant again and lose another child. I wouldn't be able to go on with life if it happened again."

"If that's how you were feeling, why didn't you just tell me that? You don't know how to communicate and you need to learn," he said with an attitude. "Hold up, you just told me you wanted me to have your baby. This is the first time that I'm hearing about this. I know that I was wrong for what I did and I'm sorry, Ben. Let's just move on from this okay?"

He pushed me off of him and stood up. "You need to leave."

 I just got up, gathered my stuff and left. What does this make us now? I swear, every time we're doing good, something bad happens. I don't know what to do anymore.