Kasper's POV
After sitting in the larking lot for hours I decided to drive by Bre's place. I had never been inside but I have dropped her off a couple of times before. I pulled up, got out and went to the door and knocked. A boy with a jersey opened it which I am guessing is her brother.
??: um may I help you?
Kasper: yeah....is Breaunna home?
??: nahh...is she okay?
Kasper: yeah, I just needed to give something to her
I raced off the porch and went to my house. I ran in and went to Paris's room. I opened it but I was met with Jay and Paris making out. They looked at me and Paris only glared.
Paris: ever heard of knocking?
Kasper: did Bre come here?
Paris: no why? What happened?
Kasper: she ran away from me at the soccer field.
Paris: what did you do?
Kasper: a lot I just need to find her.
Paris: hold I'm coming too
Kasper: no, I'll find her myself...
Paris: fine...but come here when you do.
Kasper: okay.
I ran to my car not sure where to go next and then it started raining. Great. I thought hard but nothing came to mind. I called her only other friend Jasmine hoping to get an answer.
Jasmine: hello?
Kasper: hey its Kasper, if Breaunna ever goes anywhere to vent where would it be?
Jasmine: the Starbucks cafe. Why?
Kasper: thank you. I hung up and drove to Starbucks. I parked and got out. I went in and searched everywhere. The door chimed which made me look and there she was. She looked up and seen me and walked right out. I ran after her into the rain and grabbed her. She looked at me and I could see the rain pouting down her face. She was still in her soccer uniform.
Kasper: Bre I'm sorry okay....just please come with me please.
Bre: why should I....why should I come with a person who hurt me. A person that said they loved me. I'm pregnant with your child but you got another bitch pregnant too. You have three females pregnant and two due around the same damn time. We had a conversation that night....I said Kasper you know if you really not gone be down then tell me now and you told me I aine have to worry but obviously I did.
Kasper: Bre I know and I'm sorry just please.....please.
Bre: please? Tell me something did you fuck her before or after we had sex that night.
Kasper:...... After...
After I said that I felt a sharp sting across my face. I realized Bre had slapped the fuck out of me. I looked at her and even though it was dark and raining I could see her bloody red eyes and the tears going down her cheeks. I walked closer to her and gently wrapped my arms around her. Her sobs became louder in the rain and I heard her asking why.
Kasper: I am so sorry Bre....believe me when I tell you I am so sorry and I love you.
Bre: I just want to go to Paris.
Kasper: but Bre-
Bre: take me to Paris Kasper.
She pushed me off of her and went to my car. I sighed and got in. I drove to the house and she was sleep by the time I got there. I got out and picked her up. I went to the door and Paris met me there.
Paris: Jay is here....just put her on the couch.
Kasper: I'll lay her in my room, I'm gone leave tonight.
Paris: and where are you going?
Kasper: I'll be back in the morning. Please get her out of these wet clothes.
Paris: I will tell dad....please be careful.
Kasper: yeah.
I drove to the only place that was kind of open to me right now. I knocked on the door and she came to it.
Kasper: can I crash here tonight?
??: you told her didn't you? And yes you can.
Kasper: thank you Ariel
She let me and I was well thankful.
Breaunna's POV
I woke up with a slight headache and looked to where I was. I realized I was in Kasper's room and got up. I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked a mess, like a legit mess. I heard her room door open so I closed the bathroom door not wanting to see her face at all. There was a knock on the door and Paris's voice filled my ears.
Paris: Bre open the door.....she isn't here.
I opened the door and looked at Paris. She opened her arms and I broke down. We ended up on the bed and I ended up telling her what happened. In the midst of telling her what happened I broke down even more. I didn't even cry this much with Khalifa, hell I barely cried at all. Maybe its the emotions of the baby but either way, all of this crying was getting overwhelming. I eventually stopped crying and Paris continued to hug me. I pushed her off of me gently and sighed.
Paris: are you going to be okay?
Bre: I don't know, I definitely have to tell my parents I'm pregnant; I was hoping Kasper could be there but I don't even want to look at her right now. I have finals coming up and I know I'm not going to be able to play. I was hoping to go to college on a soccer scholarship but I guess that's out of the picture.
Paris: Bre, it's going to be okay...I'm here for you and besides, you're going to your favorite school on a soccer scholarship.
Bre: how do you know that?
She got up, left the room and came back with a letter.
Paris: I wanted to wait until after the game to give you this but I guess now is the time.
She handed me the letter and it stated that I had been accepted to Stanford on a full four year scholarship. The letter bought tears to my eyes and I hugged Paris hard.
Bre: how did you get this?
Paris: your brother gave it to me, he said if anyone needed to give it to you it should be me.
Bre: thank you so much Paris.
Paris: that's one less thing you have to worry about.
Bre: something I can go with to tell my parents that their dear daughter is pregnant.
Paris: your dad is probably going is probably going to have a heart attack.
Bre: probably is not even the word. I know for a fact he is going to want to know the baby's father.
Paris: in which you don't want to see her face.
Bre: I really don't, speaking of which where is she?
Paris: I don't know she left last night and said she'd be back this morning. *front door closes*. Speaking of the devil.
The door opened and she looked in and begin to leave but my mouth moved on its on.
Bre: Kasper?
Paris: imma just leave.....I'm watching you nigga.
She left and Kasper walked on. She sat next to me and I sighed.
Bre: look, what you did was very fucked up....the fact that you love me and then tell me you did this, thats crazy. I don't even want to know what made you do it. You know they have this things called condoms you should try using them. Anyways, I want you to come with me to tell my parents, be here for the check ups and for the birth of the child.
Kasper: what about this?
Bre: what about what?
Kasper: what about us?
Bre: you should have thought about that before you stuck your dick in the other bitch. For starters whom is she?
Kasper: her name is Ariel....
Bre: well at least you had the decency to not let it be someone I knew.
Kasper: Bre....I just want this. I never wanted something so much in my life. Right now you are what I want, I don't want anyone else.
Bre: how am I suppose to know that?
Kasper: let me show you....please....
It hurt me to see her actually begging me but she did this to herself.
Bre: how I know that you're not just doing this or how I know you're not just lying to me?
Kasper: I love you Bre, I'm in love with you the last thing I want is to ever hurt you again.
Bre:.......I'll let you show me....but that doesn't mean we good. That doesn't mean we are back in a relationship. You have to show me that you really want me.
Kasper: I will....
Bre: okay...
There was an awkward silence until she stood up and held her hand out to me. I took it and she pulled me into her. I hugged her back and she kissed my forehead.
Kasper: I love you Bre....I really do.
Bre: I know.....
I'll say it back when I am sure she is for real. For now I'm just going to let her show me.
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The Cartel
RomanceKasper is 19 the true definition of a thug, but most people call her Cartel. Why? Because she runs a an association all by herself. She has people all over California working for her. She has been doing this for a while now. Ever since her dad died...