Depressed Paradise (Malak Watson fanfiction)

mom.

i packed the things i needed in a small bag as i always did, going to a sleep over. i really haven't seen river in almost 6 months now, the news with make her flip. i might just not tell her at all, but she is like a sister to me, and auntie is now a mother figure in my eyes.

my mother was beautiful. she had skin almost white, with straight black hair and light green eyes everyone would say, but i thought they were blue. she was a mixed girl; white, mexican, and brazilian. my father was just black. he was so dark, his skin was unseen at night. the contrasting colors had made me the crazy haired caramel girl i am today.

as i sat in the back of jadens car, the boys got lit to the music, but i became lost on my thoughts. i knew malak was trying to get my attention from the corner of my eye, but i ignored it and stayed in my thoughts.

jaden has no freckles. he has a very defined jawline and he does look similar to malak. malak and i have curly hair, tan skin and light eyes, though his are caramel and mine are green. im wondering how our girl will look and im a bit exited, but it kind of sucks knowing malak might never find out that she was his the whole time...

we pulled up to her house and i walked in, and jumped right into rivers arms.

river:"PARISSSSSH" she squeeled into my ear and i squeeled back

me:"RIVERRR"

jaden:"paris, careful"he chuckled before hugging river after me.

malak swooped me up and just walked away with me, leaving our friends in the main room.

me:"malak! what'r you doin"i stammered and before i knew it, he had me on rivers bed.

malak:"listen, paris.." he mumbled.

me:"i am not doing anything sexual with you, asshole." i spat. the thought of sex was just disgusting right now.

malak:"i wasn't trying anythin" he shot back at me. his yelling sent drops of spit to sprinkle on my face, and his grip on my wrist kind of.. hurt.

me:"let go! im going to go hang out with my friends. your irritating the shit out of me." i shoved him to move out of my way.

malak:"i need to talk to you!" he shook my shoulders. i was an emotional wreck, for no reason i was crying already god fucking dammit.

me:"you dont know what ive been through!!" i wailed on him. i squirmed from his hold and made my way to the doorway, but he pulled me back and sat me on the bed again.

malak:"hey.. hey.. shh" he coaxed me and ran his fingers through my hair. "stop acting crazy." he insisted.

me:"what do you wanna talk about then?"

malak:"the kid." he kind of frowned.

me:"oh jesus." i worded angerly, attempting to leave again. "you're caught up in this jealousy bullshit. meanwhile, im going through hell." tears of frustration ran down my cheeks as i walked out of rivers room.

malak:"paris!" his scratchy voice gave me chills "ohh my god." he muttered to himself, chasing after me again. once i was pulled back into the room he forced a tight hug on me.

me:"what th-" he cut me off

malak:"i know bout ya dad. that piece of shit nigga." he said disappointing into my ear. finally, i reached up to hug him back, and i could finally cry sincerely knowing he knows ive been raped.

me:"its my fault.." i sobbed into his ear, and my shoulders shaked. my weight was lifted of the floor as my feet barely dangled from him lifting me slightly.

malak:"dont say its your fault paris... " he pleaded and his hug only made my emotions explode.

me:"i have all i need to support this baby.. malak." i told him. it was a pit of irony how i told him about 'my' baby when it was OURS.

malak:"is jaden gonna be a good daddy? your only 18 paris.. just... kill it." he mumbled. my face began heating up and i squirmed from his hold.

me:"I CANT KILL IT. ITS ALREADY 3 WEEKS OLD. ASSHOLE." i wailed at him, and i stormed out.

he didn't even offer being a father figure.. but jaden did in a heartbeat.

i went back to rivers living room where everyone was dancing to the loud music. though i wanted to join, i wanted food more, so i wandered to the kitchen. i made myself some raman and ate it fast.

auntie:"hello paris." she giggled, noticing how much of a fat ass i was acting like.

me:"oh fuck.."i hesitated with my mouth full "hey auntie!!" i laughed and our eyes met with smiles.

auntie:"jaden told me." she quickly brought up.

me:"ugh he tells everyone.." i sighed.

auntie:"no no, just me. listen.." she walked up to me and stared me right in my eyes.

me:"yes?"

auntie:"i know your mother has passed.. and your.. you dont even have a real father." she spat "and honey.. call me mom." she sort of smiled and her eyes were a bit glossy. i had an emotional lump in my throat at the thought of having a mom who loved me like i once had years ago.

me:"really?" i faintly smiled and i knew my lip was quivering. my whole body was ready to cry.

auntie:"i am your mom now.. in my eyes. and this baby.." she placed her hand over my stomach and it felt cold against my skin since i was wearing a half top. my stomach was still flat though. "this baby will be my grandchild. and my house has open arms for you and her." she promised me. our bond ended with a hug and i tried my best to not choke up.

me:"im just... happy to have a family again"i laughed into her shoulder 

auntie:"river always calls you her sister anyways. we all love you paris... and ill keep the secret low key." she promised once more. "malaks baby is going to be a beautiful one." i paused for a moment and then looked at her in the eyes...

auntie:"yes i know its malaks..." she assured me "but i know jaden will be her father." she looked down.

me:"what ever happens, happens." i smiled at her "now lets get LITTT"

i grabbed a box of golden grams and headed to the living room. i sat by jaden and he fed the little gram cookies to me while i laughed at how stupid the boys were. tayvion and malak were grinding as they always did, though malak and i were ignoring each other.

river, zyasia, and jackie were doing the dances they knew perfectly, but i couldnt help but feel dizzy. unfortunately, i slept early and jaden slept with me. he cradled me to his side, and played with ym hair until i had fallen asleep. we slept in my old room, when i used to live with auntie years ago. it still had my bed, oh god and my cheer uniforms were hung in the closet

good times..