The Perfect Man.

Paris, France (4)

"Child? What do you mean child?". I croaked. "Miss you are very early along. I was able to identify it. We're you unaware?". My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. "Very, unaware". The doctor sat a couple of medication bottles on the stand next to me but all I could think about is what I was going to tell Quincy. Something inside of me told me to keep it from him, because he would never let me go. But the other part of me knows that it's his baby, and it's only right if he knows. Fuck, Aubree why did you have to sleep with him? His personality was too good to be true you shouldn't have fell for it. Words can't describe how much I hate myself right now. I looked to my left and noticed roses, and a pink envelope laying on the stand. I struggled to grab it, but completed the task. I opened up the cute get well soon card that had Winnie The Pooh characters on the front. Inside was about three hundred dollars, and a note.

Hey, It's Lucas. I just want to apologize profusely for my behavior at the airport. Im sorry I hurt you. I left you some money so you can buy something nice. I'll leave my number at the bottom of the card so you can call when you wake. Take care, beautiful. ❤

I smiled, imagining Lucas saying it to me. He's so charming. And gorgeous. I wished to Daydream about him some more until my door swung open. "Aubree are you alright?". Quincy walked in, hesitantly. "Does it look like I'm alright Quincy?". I spoke with a slight attitude. Can't blame me though. "Aubree, I know you probably heard this many times from me and I sincerely regret everything I've ever done to you. I promise you that from this day on, I'm going to treat you like how I was treating you before. I promise I'm going to do better. When I saw you with that other nigga, it just disgusted me. The thought of another man attempting to steal what belongs to me. It brings Hatrid to my heart. Aubree your my princess, I love you with all the love I have left in me. I know that for these past months I've done some fucked up things to you, and I'm here to admit my mistakes. Aubree I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me".

I bit my bottom lip. Contemplating. I had to make a choice. And whatever choice I made was going to be my fate. Quincy is truly a good man, he makes bad decisions, and that's the shit I hate. I think I'm going to keep Lucas around, but give Quincy another shot. If he fucks up this time, It's my final straw. "I forgive you, Quincy". Quincy eyes lit up as he sprinted towards me and caressed my body. "Thank you so much Aubree". He brushed his thumb across my cold cheeks, before crashing his lips into mine.

The doctor said I will be released tomorrow morning, so Quincy decided to stay with me. I hid Lucas's rose and the money that he gave me. "I don't want to watch that Quincy". I whined, as Quincy scrolled through Netflix on the tv in the corner of the room. "Fine. Oh shit let's watch Orange Is The New Black". I chuckled to myself. "Quincy why did you cuss like that". He grinned, ready to play the first season. "I don't know, I got excited".

Quincy slid himself on a piece of the bed beside me, holding me. "Quincy you aren't suppose to be up here". I whispered. "Shh". He glared in my eyes. I adored his face, nothing but the glaring light of the tv enhancing it. "Aubree your so beautiful. Gosh How did I get so lucky". I stared in his eyes, a smile creeping on my face. "I just look back on everything that happened and no woman would forgive me for that. But you found a reason to forgive me and for that I'm forever grateful". I had nothing to say, all I could do was feel his words. I leaned in and pecked him on his lips, rubbing his cheek. "I love you Princess". He whispered in my ear.

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Days had passed and me and Quincy surprisingly had a good time. Me and Lucas texted and actually became good friends. Quincy took me shopping and we went to restaurants and French exhibits. It was fun.

"Despite what went down , did you have a good time my love?". Quincy questioned on the plane ride back. "I had a wonderful time Quincy". I smiled glancing at the clouds we were above. I saw across from Quincy, our seats were facing each other though. "Your glowing". He beamed, sipping moscato. My heart thumped, hoping he didn't guess Pregnancy. "I guess it's because I'm really happy". I shrugged and lied. I began to think, how can I keep his lie up? Soon my stomach will extend and it wouldn't be easy to lie.

At the same time, I'm debating on whether I want to keep the baby.

"Quincy, if you were to get married perhaps. Would you want kids?". I asked as an hypothetical question, so he wouldn't get suspicious. He held the drink in his mouth, before swallowing. "Kids huh? I would like 2 or 3. If my wife is really sexy, like you, it may be many more to come". We laughed in unison. "But what makes you ask me that?". I shrugged again. "Just wondering".

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FinesseKidd| How is he? Hope the Nigga isn't hitting you rs.

Lucas texted me on the famous app, Snapchat.

QueenMelaninn| He's fine. He's actually asleep. Lucas, I have something to tell you, I want to have your honest opinion on this.

I sent the message placed my phone on standby. Anticipating. A couple of minutes later he replied.

FinesseKidd is typing...

FinesseKidd sent you a snap!

I slid the notification to the right and accessed the app.

FinesseKidd| Yeah, What is it?

QueenMelaninn| Im pregnant. And after all the things Quincy did to me idk if I want to tell him or keep the baby. What should I do?

FinesseKidd| Jesus, Aubree.

FinesseKidd| Honestly, I think you should keep the baby and tell him.

QueenMelaninn| Ugh. I knew you were going to say that.

FinesseKidd| It would be the right thing to do. Unless your going to lie. Which is bad Aubree😊

QueenMelaninn| Fuck you, Lucas.

FinesseKidd| Woah. I'm just saying. Cuz what happens when you like 8 months pregnant? You can't hide that shit.

QueenMelaninn| I was thinking that. Fuck it, though.

FinesseKidd| Better tell his ass before I do.

QueenMelaninn| Snitch.

FinesseKidd| Call me.

QueenMelaninn| Why?

FinesseKidd| Cuz I wanna see you.

QueenMelaninn| 🙃

FinesseKidd| So Fucking rude. Call me whorebag.

QueenMelaninn| 😂 Nah you call me.

FinesseKid is calling...

I pressed answer. Our servers connected and I saw Lucas laying down, chewing on his headphone cord. He was so...

Adorable.

I placed the camera in my face, as I leaned on the window, trying to keep quiet.

"Hi".

I attempted to initiate conversation

"Damn why you smiling so hard I ain't even saying anything yet". Lucas laughed. "Shut up". I giggled. Lucas laugh quickly disappeared, as he cocked up and eyebrow. "Nah but for real. You look beautiful". His dark voice complimented over the phone. I placed my hand on my eyes. "Thank you, Lucas". He grinned in the camera for a while. "Aiight let's stop being weird as fuck. What you doing?". He exclaimed. "On the plane back to manhattan". "Rich kid got a private plane don't he?". I rolled my eyes. For some reason I still get defensive when someone talks bad about Quincy. "Yes Coly". I replied, addressing by his last name. "Don't call me that, brown". He addressed me by Quincy's last name. "Well you shouldn't have--".

Quincy began to wake up. He rubbed his eyes before coming out of his sleepy state. "Aubree. Who you on the phone with?".