B.E.D. ||Jacquees Story||

'22

*Que*
"What you looking at me for go in the room." Daijah snap while we stand outside of Alexus room.

"Come in with me." I ask.

"I don't think that'll be a good idea." She say.

"Why not.?"

"Because she gone say sum and Ima smack the taste dead out her mf mouth. I'll go to the vending machine." She say walking off. I loudly sigh walking into the room.

"Que so glad to see you." Alexus say smiling. I straight face her walking over looking at the baby. She didn't look anything like me.

"Why you looking at her like she some kind of science project" she ask with a attitude.

"Where the doctor at so I can get this test over with I got somewhere to be." she just roll her eyes pushing the nurse button. The nurse come in.

"Here's the baby other potential father. He would like to take a test." She say.

"Alright I'll be right back." She say smiling and leaving.

"Alright sir let me swab your mouth."

*Daijah*

"Daijah?" I hear from behind me. I grab my honey bun out the machine turning around seein Deontae. His eyes instantly go to my stomach.

"Deontae." I say pushing past him.

"I can't get no hello.. no hug?" He ask holding his arms out.

"Alright baby I'm do- what's going on you good?" Que ask me looking at Deontae.

"Yeah I'm straight Deontae was just passing by. Come on." I say smiling and we go get in the car.

"What was he doing talking to you?" Que ask.

"He just seen me and said hi. There's nothing for you to worry about." I say rolling my eyes. "So when you get the results?" I ask.

"In the morning. I gotta come back. And I want my fiancé in the room with me when the results are read." He say.

"Fine." I say before he even start getting sentimental.

*Alexus*
"You got some damn explaining to do!" Deontae say busting in the room scaring me.

"What are you talking about?" I say with a attitude.

"Why was Daijah and that singing nigga here?" He ask balling up his fist.

"I don't know." I lie. He walk over to the hospital bed grabbing me by my throat and slamming my head on the pillows.

"Stop fucking lying and tell me wassup." He say through gritted teeth.

"Qu- loosen your grip." I say trying to get his hands from around my neck.

"Is there a possibility this baby his?" He ask loosening his grip. I nod my head up and down not making eye contact. He bite his jaw before speaking.

"You better pray this baby mine or else." He say storming out the room.