{Kaprise☝🏾️}
(Nicky's p.o.v)
Jeremiah's wrong. I mean he has to be.
I called up Kaprise to pick me up and take me to the clinic. I didn't want to take a test. I wanted to be 100% sure. Not 99.9%. This shit has to be right.
"Hey sis," she says as I enter the car.
"Hey girl."
She started driving.
"I guess you forgot all about ya girl huh?" I ask.
"Not any more than you did for me."
"You right. I'm sorry."
"All is forgiven. So - do you really think you're pregnant?" she asks.
"I can't be. I just can't. I've got too much going for me."
"Ha. That's what I said. Listen Nick', you've got hella support. You've got a lot of friends with nothing on their hands but time, and you've got Que."
"I'm not telling Que, and all my friends are going to be at school like how I will or should be."
"What's Jeremiah saying?"
"You know he lost his last baby. He's going to want to be in the baby's life, he told me."
"Well- you're going to keep it- right?" Kaprise asks uncertain.
"Ofcourse. Jeremiah wouldn't let me even if I wanted to not go through with the pregnancy or give it away."
Within another 20 minutes we were at my desired clinic.
We took a seat and waited another 10 minutes since I had made an appointment ahead of time.
"Davis!" A nurse yells. We follow her and Jeremiah walks through the doors. He sets his eyes on me and jogs towards me.
"You still need me?" Kaprise whispers, nudging me. I interlock arms with her and continue walking, following the nurse.
We reach the room, Kaprise and Jeremiah take a seat in the two chairs in the room. I lay across the- bed thingy-anyway, let me not beat around the bush. I'm pregnant. Yup.
I don't know- what happened. I guess- I just blacked out. I've had these moments many times. Like all the present moments won't be a memory, I'm just going through them not thinking. At least that's what I think is happening.
When that "black out" is over, I find myself behind the wheel of Kaprise's car. Jeremiah was yelling my name hitting the window. I must have been out of it for a while because he looked like he was angry.
Both of my hands were planted firmly on the steering wheel.
"NICKY! NICKKYYY! OPEN UP THE FUCKING DOOR GIRL!"
Then I snap out of it, snapping my neck to him looking at him with a lost and confusion filled emotion that was splattered on my face.
I rolled down the window, looking at him now with the emotion saying I was about to cry.
"Baby- I swear shit gone be alright. We gone be good. Listen. I ain't never felt this way about someone, like nobody. I ain't never begged no girl to be with me, cause I know they ass could be replaced real quick. But baby when I say I need you- I want you- it's all true. I'm literally begging you right now not to leave me. Listen- you know I lost my first child. So I'm most definitely 100 percent going to be with you with this one. Im going to be a father, with somebody I'm genuinely in love with. Don't take that away from me- please Nicky."
I had nothing to say at that exact moment.
"Baby say something," he said.
He didn't have on that sexy smile, like he has on 24/7.
Words finally found themselves to my mouth after being scrambled in my brain.
"Jeremiah- I want to go to college."
"And I don't Nicky! I don't feel like I need to. So I could stay home and be a stay at home dad. Like we could move close to your school, and me and the baby see you everyday."
"Do you hear what you're saying? College students don't do that. They go to classes, parties, kick backs. They don't - do- that."
"Nicky- Don't leave me. Please. Nicky I love you. You love me too- right?"
"Yes," I say unsteadily.
"Baby I'll take care of you." That smile came back out but it was slightly crooked with a dash of unsure.
"Jeremiah-" I say.
"Hmm?"
"Take me to the house."
He smiles. Opening the car door for me. I walk out. Kaprise was standing far away, I guess giving us our space to talk.
Jeremiah sweeps me off of my feet and carries me to the car. I let out an accidental laugh. Accidental because I'm still mad, angry, frustrated, confused, and still don't know what to do.
[3 weeks later]
(Jeremiah's p.o.v)
Nicky has been in my good grace for a while now. And now I finally have to face the fact that I got 3 babies on the way. Now how do you tell the girl that you want to spend the rest of your life with that you got 2 other girls pregnant whiles she's pregnant. I don't know how, but one thing I do know, is that I'm keeping all my babies. When I was 16, and Andreya got pregnant, my baby girl, Leah, was born 5 months too early. Her lungs weren't even fully developed. She didn't make it. She couldn't make it. So ever since then, I took a whole different outlook on what a baby meant. Leah was my everything. I almost failed my sophomore year trying to hustle enough money to pay for my baby girl. Now I look at everything differently. When a girl gets an abortion I can't stomach that. That's a life. Jade- is already saying that she's going to get an abortion. But Jade ain't no regular girl-
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Keeping My Cool
Teen Fiction*Remake of Mines by: ilovebreezyfictions* A senior at Lincoln High in Inglewood, California, Nicky Davis, daughter of notorious drug lord Jasper Davis, has had a crush on her bestfriend Jeremiah Silva since the second grade and has never let him kno...
