The Stripper

Don't Tell Kendrick

I laid across my bed as I scrolled through Hot Miami Styles website. I was in serious need of some new gear for work. " Hey baby" I instantly slammed my laptop shut. " Hey babe" I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. " We're going out tonight so find something sexy to wear" Ken smirked as he turned his body around to me. I raised my eyebrows at him " out where?" It's not that I didn't want to go out with him I planned on going to work tonight. He flicked my nose " it wouldn't be a surprise if I tell you." I began to play with my fingers. I wanted to spend time with Kendrick but I also wanted to make easy money. " is something wrong?" He frowned a bit. I shook my head " I..I just don't have anything special to wear." He chuckled " Brooklyn you have two closets filled with clothes." I slightly smiled " Soooo! I need something new. Something that will pop." He smirked " well let's look for something online" He said as he reached for my laptop but I quickly moved it. " It's dead baby, could you run downstairs and grab the charger?" He looked at me strange for a second but nodded his head. I sighed as he walked out of the room. I quickly begin closing tabs and deleting my recent history. I feel so bad hiding things from him but I'm sure he hides things from me also. Suddenly I felt the urge to puke which caused me to rush into the bathroom. Everything I ate was now floating inside the toilet I leaned across the edge of the toilet. Lord please do not let me be pregnant I prayed as I looked to the ceiling. Kendrick walked into the room with a confused expression on his face. " Are you okay?" I rolled my eyes at him as I gained enough strength to stand. I didn't bother to answer his question as I washed my hands. I walked back into the room and threw myself into the bed piling all the covers over my head and body. " Yo Brooklyn! What's wrong?" I sighed " I..I..I may be pregnant again" the words I didn't want to say for at least a couple more years blurted out. Kendrick removed the covers from my face " what's wrong with that?" He frowned. I shook my head " Kendrick Kennedy isn't even 1! I'm not popping out anymore babies without a ringer on my finger" I yelled into his face he shook his head " Just get out and leave me alone Kendrick" I rested my head against the pillow.

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