Chapter One: Part Seven

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( PRODIGY POV )

I heard a knock at the door as my fake was buried in the toilet. I felt miserable.

“Prod? You ok, in there?”, it was a fimilar voice. I think it was Kayla.

I reached over, and opened the door.

“You ok?”, she asked again.

“Ugh. Yeah...i guess.”, I replied.

“I bet you will never do that again.”, she teased.

“NEVERR. If I wasn't so weak, I would woop Diggy ass right about now.”

She laughed. “Where is he anyway?”

I shrugged my shoulders.

( DIGGY POV )

I still had my arms wrapped around Yojaida kissing her passionately.

“Diggy..”, she sighed. “I cant believe we did this behind his back.”

“It was great, though.”, I replied.

She smiled. “It was.”

Just then someone knocked on the kitchen door. “PROD? YOU IN HERE ?!”

“Aww,shit.”, I said.

Before I could get off of Yojaida, YN walked in.

“Um...i was looking to see if Prod was in here.”, she said.

I stood in shock. So did Yojaida.

“But, instead its Diggy....WHY IS DIGGY IN HERE?”

Yojaida stuttered. “I-i-im not sure—i dont know...”

“Im telling prod.”, Yn walked out.

“NO! YN! PLEASE DONT!”, Yojaida rushed behind her.

I zipped my pants up, and knew something was about to happen.

( YN POV )

I rushed up stairs as fast as I could to get to prod.

Just then, someone pulled my leg. I turned back to see Yojaida pulling on it.

“Yn!”, she yelled.

“GET THE FUCK OFF ME!”, I yelled back.

She tugged on me harder, ripping my pants.

“BITCH!”, I slapped her right in the face. It wasn't intentionally, but it happened.

I ran up toward the bathroom. Just as I saw Kayla, Yojaida pulled me by my hair, and I fell to the ground.

“Your not telling him SHIT!”, she slapped me hard. “AND THATS FOR HITTING ME BITCH.”

After that, I forgot about Prodigy. I just wanted to woop her ass.

I pushed her against the wall, and she grabbed my hair again. My head was down, so I couldn't see a thing. I searched for her face, and I started hitting it.

Just then, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Ray: “AWWWW SHIT! GIRRL FIGHT!!!”

Roc: “ What the fuck is going on?!”

Prince: “Yn! Let her gooo!”

Issa: “ITS ABOUT TO BE A WHAT?”

Ray: “GIRL FIGHT!!!!”

Prod and Kayla then walked out the bathroom. Kayla grabbed Yn off of me, and broke us apart.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!”, Prod yelled.

“Ask that BITCH.”, I said with fury.

She tried to walk toward me, and Prince pulled her back.

Ray: “I dont know what the fuck is going on. But, Prod--- Rebecca is down stairs.”

“Who?!”, Yojaida asked.

“Ill go see her. YOU TWO BEHAVE.”, Prodigy ran down stairs.

( PRODIGY POV )

I ran downstairs. Rebecca? AGAIN? Shit, I just met the girl a few days ago.

I saw her standing next to the door. She spoke first. “Prod. We need to talk.”

“What is there to talk about??”, I replied.

“Something serious. About what happened a few days ago.”

I crossed my arms. “I'm listening.”

“Well.”, she started. “I might be...”

“Might be what?”

She hesitated.

“MIGHT BE WHAT?”, I asked again.

“I might be pregnant, Prod.”

I stood in shock. “What?”

“ She said she might be pregnant.”, I heard I voice say.

I spun around to see Yojaida crossing her arms near the stairs...

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