Scandal 2 ❤ An Interracial Love Story

Chapter 1:

*Amayah*

                 One Month Later...

I Paced Back And Forth In My Bathroom As I Stared Down At The Two Pink Lines That Were On The Pregnancy Test.

"Oh God No. No, No, No!" I Said, As The Tears Started Falling. I Had Been So Depressed Ever Since That Liam Situation, And Now...I'm Even More Depressed. I Can't Believe I'm Pregnant By Liam AGAIN, But I Have No One To Blame But Myself. I Walked Out Of The Bathroom And Laid Across My Bed As I Started Crying. Why Me? Why Was Everything Bad Happening To Me? What Did I Do To Deserve This? Nothing! Absolutely Nothing!

"Amayah!" My Mom Yelled, As She Walked Into My House. God This Lady Has The WORST Timing!

"What Mom?" I Said, Sitting Up And Wiping My Face.

"What's Wrong With You?" She Asked.

"Um...Nothing. What's Up." I Said.

"I Got A Call From The Director Of That New Scary Movie And...You Got The Part!" She Said.

"Oh...That's Great." I Said, Trying To Sound Happy.

"Okay...Tell Me What's Wrong?" She Said, Sitting On My Bed. I Took A Deep Breath And Sighed.

"Liam's Dad Talked Him Into Getting A DNA Test, And Somehow It Came Out Saying He Wasn't Jazzlynn's Dad." I Said.

"What?" She Said.

"Yep. He Completely Lashed Out On Me And Pushed Me Against The Wall. I Told Him To Leave And I Haven't Spoken To Him Since." I Said.

"When Was This?" She Asked.

"A Month Ago." I Murmured.

"Excuse Me? Why Am I Just Now Hearing About This?" She Snapped.

"I Didn't Want To Say Anything Because I Didn't Want To Hear You Say I Told You So." I Admitted.

"Oh Honey...I Wouldn't Gloat In Your Face Like That. Behind Your Back Maybe, But Not To Your Face." She Said. I Giggled As I Laid My Head On Her Lap.

"Don't Get Mad When I Ask You This, But...Are You For Sure Liam Is Jazzlynn's Dad?" She Asked. My Head Shot Up As I Looked At My Mom.

"Are You Sure That Dad Is MY Dad?" I Asked.

"Of Course I'm Sure." She Said.

"Okay Then! I've Only Had Sex With Three People My Entire Life And That's Jamal, Liam, And George. Jamal And I Always Used Condoms, Liam And I Never Used Condoms, And George Isn't Even Relevant Because Clearly Jazz Was One Years Old When Me And George Started Dating. That Leaves Liam!" I Snapped.

"Calm Down Amayah. I Was Just Asking." She Said.

"Why Ask That Question When You Know The Answer? She Looks Exactly Like Him! She Has His Green Eyes, His Nose, And His Lips! All She Got From Me Was Her Dimples And Her Smile." I Said.

"Let's Not Forget That Temper And Smart Mouth." My Mom Said. I Rolled My Eyes.

"So You Said The Mayor Had Something To Do With This?" My Mom Said.

"I Know He Did. He Had To Have Had That Test Rigged Or Something. Something Isn't Right." I Said.

"It Sure Isn't. You Know What? I'm Going To Handle This Myself. You Don't Worry." She Said.

"What Are You Going To Do?" I Asked.

"I'm Going To Play The Mayor At His Own Game. You Don't Mess With My Family And Think You're Gonna Get Away With It." She Said. I Nodded My Head In Agreement.  

"I'll Be Back Later. Jazz And The Twins Are With Your Dad For The Day So Rest And Enjoy Your Free Time. I'll Be Back Later. Love You." She Said.

"Love You Too." I Said. I Climbed To The Top Of My Bed And Got Under The Covers. I Know I Should've Told My Mom I Was Pregnant Again, But For What Reason? I've Already Decided To Abort This Baby Because I Don't Want To Bring Another Child Into The World And They Be Fatherless. I Refuse To Have That On My Conscious! I Grabbed My Phone And Called Brandon.

"Hey Amayah." He Answered.

"Hey...Are You Close By?" I Asked.

"Of Course. You Have Somewhere You Need To Be?" He Asked.

"No...I Need A Friend Though. And Maybe Some Cookies And Cream Ice Cream." I Said. He Chuckled.

"One Pint Of Cookies And Cream Ice Cream And A Friend Coming Up. I'll Be There In About Fifteen Minutes." He Said.

"Great. See You Soon." I Said, Hanging Up. I Smiled A Little As I Sat My Phone Down. Me And Brandon's Friendship Hasn't Changed At All And I Am So Grateful For At Least One Friend In My Life. Even If That One Friend Is My Driver.