Chapter 12: Best Fren

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Jon POV- (2 Days Later)

"The doctor said I'm lucky to be alive if another bullet would of went in me my whole arm could of been paralysed." I can't believe that crooked cop would shoot me.

"Nobody will ever lay a finger on you again do you hear me Jon?" He held my hand pretty tight, he's too perfect for me.

"Hope that cop rots in hell." I muttered under my breath, "He is." Brandon mumbled, excuse me what did he just say? "Brandon Green please tell me that you didn't actually murdered that cop! Are you fucking crazy don't you know that cops have hidden cameras on their uniform now adays you dumbass?!"

Bran covers my mouth with his hand, "Would you shush before people hear us, I didn't kill him I used his taser on him lets just say he legs will be hurting in the morning." So that still makes it okay?

"Come here." Tears streamed down my face what if Brandon got shot or worse killed by the cop for defending me.

Why do they hate black people so much?

Our lips press against each other's, his lips are huge and plump my lips suck on his making them wet and juicy. Brandon pecks my lips one time before pulling away. "Ugh you keep sucking my lips." He pouts while wiping his lips.

That's my baby for yall.

Brandon POV-

Jon was released an hour ago thank god he is okay

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Jon was released an hour ago thank god he is okay. The doc told us that his arm will heal in the next 6 months ugh I cringe at the #6 cause that's when my 'child' will be born. Yall probably worried about how me and Jon will last well fuck yall thoughts.

Fernando is outside waiting for us since he is my nigga as in best friend. "Jon is ya shoulder good bro?" Nando says, hugging my bae. "I'll be better." Jon replies, rolling his eyes.

Is he still jealous of my friendship? Oh come on if he loved me he would trust my word.

The car ride was silent, "So Nan you still talking to Ti?" I asked, breaking the ice.

"Nah her ass left me for Flights ugly ass like he doesn't know that me and her be talking low-key." He replies, showing me the screenshots. "Boy you better put both hands on that wheel I don't want you to be the cause of my death." Jon shrieks.

I shook my head looking at my handsome boyfriend, "He won't kill us I promise jonny just relax your mind." Jon's licks his lips, my lips peck his before turning back around. "Jon chill my guy." Nando mummbles, chuckling a little.

As we arrived to my house I quickly ran inside smelling the fresh breeze run through my body, Nan pops up behind me coughing. "My nigga aren't you forgetting something?" He says.

"Nope!" I said, popping the p.

"Something that is yours...maybe?" What is this nigga trynna say?

Before I could answer him, "Brandon! Help me." Ugh Jon needs my help I forgot, oops.

Instantly I ran outside opening the door for him as he held onto my arm, "Nigga pick me up." He yells, what the fuck?

"Ya feet don't look broken bitch don't play me." I retaliated, I'm not no ones bitch.

So I didn't help him he walked inside with me tugging on my shirt for support. "I'm going to bed fuck you Brandon." He yells, existing the room.

Nan walks in with confusion on his face while holding a box of Cheerios, "Fuck you looking at?" I said, anger running through my body. He sits down next to me placing his hand over mines, "Gross this looks so gay but anyways give Jon a break he literally got shot yesterday."

"Why should I when he is treating me like a little bitch?"

"Because my nigga you are a bitch." Excuse me, "Watch ya mouth." My fists ball up as I'm in his face.

Nan pushes me down, "Woah don't start illing cause Brandon I'm speaking some real shit get ya ass upstairs and make it right or you will lose him forever it's not his fault you got a bitch pregnant." Woah he really mad. "Get the fuck off me what kind of friend are you?" My arms pull him down on top of me, he smirks before slapping me.

I probably deserved it!

I've hurted the love of my life.

I want an abortion! (HoeBecky👀)

3rd Person POV-

Jon is sobbing with hot tears down his face, Brandon has yet to check up on him so he is feeling a little taken back.

Ring, Ring

"Hello." Jon answers the phone without checking caller ID. "What's up best friend guess who's dick I be sitting on!" That's Asia for you.

"Child who you sitting on now?" Jon replies nonchalantly. "Are you okay?" Asia asks, concerned for Jon.

"No Brandon and I are fighting and it's all Nan's fault he making me jealous and shit like my nigga back off." Asia sighs on the other line, "If you want something done you have to do it on your own remember that." Jon suddenly gets out of bed running downstairs seeing Brandon laying his head on Nan's shoulder.

Jon slowly breaths before sitting on Brandon's lap, "I'm breaking up with you." Jon gets off his lap but Brandon pulls him back. "Why?" Brandon replies, voice is all shaky.

"I think we both know why, I know it's silly of me to be pressed about the baby situation but she was able to give you something that I couldn't. I love you so much but you're not happy with me at all so let's just break up and go our seperate way." No tears flew thank god Jon wants to be strong.

Brandon on the other hand was the opposite even Nan was shocked, "Jon don't go." His voice cracks.

"I will always love you but I'm not happy." Jon does love Brandon but seeing the way he was acting these past two days was enough for Jon to know that he doesn't want this anynore.

Brandon's heart is breaking, he felt like Jon stole his heart and left with it.

"Damn I can't compete with a baby." Jon mumbles before walking out the crib.

Becky POV-

What's up niggas! The baby will be set for an abortion but Brandon refused to sign like what's the deal?

I don't want my child to be nappy headed to be honest like ugh how do people do their rough hair like gross I want my kids to have nice silk thin hair.

You can say Brandon and I are dating, Oh you didn't know? Brandon and I are on and off and he was planning on leaving him sooner or later.

He was gonna be a dead beat father I mean he is gay as hell so he needs to grow the fuck up cause he misses my pussy he was hitting it so good.

Fernando POV-

"Stop crying bro I hate seeing you like this." I said, kissing his cheek.

"I love him bring him back to me please." I've tried to calm him down but nothing is working ugh, My hand grip his jaw pecking his lips. His eyes widen by my sudden movement. "Now shut the fuck up and calm down."

I'm not gay hell nahhh I was only helping a friend out he needed it.

Brandon it's Kayla we need to talk ( Kay😂👀)

Who is she?

A:N// Next time dont rush me please because I have no idea what I be writing.




























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