The Bad Girls of Hallandale High School

Isaiah and Vixen

~Isaiah's POV~

How could she have told me no? She doesn't want a baby, she's said that before with Veronica and even with Matt. Now all of a sudden it's I wanna keep the baby? What the fuck is going on with her? Here I sit, at the dinner table with Matt, Veronica and Vixen. Vixen laid her head on the table, her head laying on her arms. Matt stroked her back gently and sat there with a glazed look as if he had smoked a joint.

Matt didn't know what to do or even want to think now, he's got a daughter who's decided to keep my seeds and get pregnant. I know if she does that I'll have to step up but why did she even choose to keep my seeds? Like seriously, she's my daughter's best friend. How would that work out? I need to tell her she needs to take the pill. But how can I without telling her she needs to find a better man to father her baby.

"Alright, sweetie, why are you so adamant on having a baby?" Matt sighed, pulling her onto his lap and rubbing her belly. She laid her head on his shoulder like a dog or cat would. He sighed and moved his hand to her thigh before letting Vixen sit there, moping. "Honey, we all agree you shouldn't have this baby, not yet at least. Give yourself time to adjust to not having pot or beer."

Veronica totally didn't want the baby around, it was because of Vixen's ways. She's a brute and she'd fight when she shouldn't. They spoke this morning and it ended with Vixen slugging Veronica and forced Vixen to run off for an hour. Matt found her and brought her home, getting her ice cream on the way. But no one has spoken to her about it. It'd be my turn now, I caused it I should be the one to fix it.

Getting to my feet, I walked over to her and scooped her up. She shrieked, clinging onto me. When she was a baby, she'd cry and scream if someone picked her up, or worse, punch them. But now she's holding onto me to make sure I don't drop her.

Her room was trashed, that was caused by me when I brought her the pill and she threw a fit. But now I'd get her to talk over some flirting and rubbing her belly. She looked innocent enough when I laid beside her, my hand rubbing her belly gently. She watched my hand carefully, smiling at me as I rubbed her belly. She squealed a bit when I laid my head beside her shoulder and gave her cheek a kiss.

"Honey, will you listen to what I have to say?" She gave me a nod and looked at me, "you're a brute, a fighter." My fingers grazed her cheek and she looked at me with wide eyes. "What happens if Blondie or Redhead want to fight? You know you can't resist a good fist fight. Having this little guy around could cause more harm than good, you could die!" I guess I was getting to her to because I saw her eyes light up with thought.

I didn't go on, what was the point in going on if all I was going to do was make her feel worse. And I could tell she was tired, pulling the bed sheets over us, I let her get a nap. She quickly curled up on her side away from me, she clearly wanted to be alone. I wouldn't let her be though, I laid my arm over her waist and let my face bury in her hair. She smelt like weed still, but that was because she hadn't showered or even attempted to hide it after we caught them.

After dropping the problem before it got worse, Matt and I gathered the weed and soaked it in water so it wouldn't light up before bagging it and freezing it. The two of us have to figure out what the plan will be to get rid of it. Vixen cried and begged for us to let her keep the joints but that wouldn't happen and it caused her to clock my balls hard. She did t lay a finger against Matt. But she did crash in his bed with him after he coaxed her into bed. Though we all only got a few hours of sleep. Veronica slept in Vixen's bed and I slept on the couch, wrapped in one of Vixen's blankets.

Smelling her scent was intoxicating, it reminded me so much of Veronica's mother...no...please don't tell me.

~Vixen's POV~

He crying again, Veronica says it's because I smell like her mother, the same woman who ran away after Veronica was born. I've tried so hard to use different body washes and shampoos but that never changed it. It pained me to see him like that and that's why I'm keeping it, he loves me because of the scent and if I can give him a baby...he doesn't want to feel pain anymore.

"You miss her, don't you?" I mutter, grabbing his hand tight in mine. He heaved a sigh before he burying his face into my hair. "If I have this baby, you'll be able to have her, I'm like her aren't I? I smell like her and you love that, don't you?" I ask, Isaiah gave a heaving sigh and kissed my hair before sitting up and looking at me,

"Honey, I can't tell you how much I find what your doing repulsive," he sighed, looking at his lap before signing again. "I love you, but I love you like a kid and I'd never want a baby with you if you feel as though you're doing this for me." He brushed my hair and kissed my forehead before leaning to my ear. "And plus, I'd never take you from my daughter, she loves and owns you just like you love and own her."

I heaved a sigh, I grabbed his hand and played with his fingers as I sat there, thinking. "So...you love me but don't want me to keep a baby that I want to give to you." I sigh and Isaiah looked at me before he laid his head on my shoulder.

"Baby, its up to you if you want this baby, I'm not going to force you to take the pill anymore. Just don't have this baby because of me, I'll be there no doubt, but I don't want to look at this baby and know that all you did was have it for me." He gave my head a brush before pulling me close. "Don't tell Veronica this, but I'm still doing her mother. Saw her three weeks ago and she wants to see her daughter, but doesn't want to have Veronica mad."

"How about this, you take Veronica and I to see her mother and I take the pill? But you have to swear on taking her there." I say, giving Isaiah a glare. So what is it? I have this baby solely for you or you take me and your daughter to see her mother. Your choice.