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Treys POV.
Dakota and I both haven't talked since the incident two weeks ago. But I haven't even got the guts to talk to her. If you think about it, we are both in the wrong. Me for lying to her and her for not even giving me a chance to explain. But I've done a greater wrong. I lied to her. About everything. I should have told her about the drugs AND about Angell. Because what if the baby is mine? Then what? She gets to decide if she wants to stay or not. I don't have a say in shit. I really don't.
I haven't talked to Angell either. I've been avoiding her. I just don't know what to say to her. If the baby isn't mine, WOAH, what a relief. But if it is, its I'm not like I'm going to abandon it. Its my responsibility to take care of my child. And that's what I gotta do.
I can't believe I still have her Angell's number.
I've been staring at the screen for about a hour now, wondering if I should call or not. Or if I should text. Sighing, I realize what I've got to do. I hit the call button and wait as it rings.
"Hello?" she says quietly. I place the phone to my ear. She doesn't seem like her normal self. All sassy and seductive.
"Hey...." I say rubbing the back of my neck.
"We need to talk, Trey."
"I was going to say the same thing."
"Meet up at the Wendy's around the corner. I'm starving."
"What the hell. I'm not that cheap. Meet me at Applebee's?"
"Yeah." Then she hangs up.
I stare at the phone for a second. Is this a good idea? Fuck. If it is, too bad I done already reeled myself in.
At Applebee's
As I sit in the booth at Applebee's, Angell walks toward me. I'm a little shocked at her appearance. She not wearing anything provocative or tight. Just a simple pair of cargo pants and a black leather jacket that had a gray hoodie inside. A Dakota outfit. Her hair was natural, with hints of purple-pink highlights. And natural makeup. She looked beautiful.
"Hey." she said softly as she sat across from me.
"Hey."
The waitress walked to our table with a huga smile on her face.
"What the most adorable couple!" she screeched. Before I could even correct her, she interrupted me. "My name is Abby and I will be assisting you guys today. To start off, what can I get you to drink?"
"Could I have a Sprite?" Angell asked.
"Of course!" She turned to me. "And for you sir"
"Same."
"Okay! I will be right back with two Sprites.!"
When she left, it was awkwardly quiet. I had to break the silence.
"So...You look different."
She frowned. "You mean not like a slut."
"No! I just-"
"It's fine. I just thought.....I better stop with all the hoe shit if I really wanted to have this baby. You know?"
"Yeah."
"So I'm back to square one. Trying not to be a slut. I guess I just did it before to get attention." She pointed to her stomach. "And obviously I got some."
