Secrets•lil Pump

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*Szas POV*

I woke up at about 9:00 am. I had already gotten dressed the night before, and my hair was fine. Today I had to go and see Gazzy because I missed him. As I drove there the only interesting thing that happened was somebody got beat up on the sidewalk. The cops patted me down and sent me in to visit him. 

I sat down in a chair that the private room had. They sent Gazzy into the room with the same jumpsuit. He looked so happy to see me here.

"Hey baby!" I said grabbing his hand from across the table. The security didn't seem to care much of what we did or said. But Gazzy was careful just in case.

"Baby I think you should get a test to see who the dad is?" Gazzy suggested. I wanted to get on but at the same time, what if I find out something that I don't want to? I just couldn't deal with it if I found out that it was...that it was Jordans. Who knows how long I've been pregnant for? It could just be starting to show. The only reason I took a test was because of Jamaica, that's all.

"I can try to go to the office after our visit?" I said trying to make it to where I could make an excuse. I just wasn't ready for this yet. I wanted to tell Gazzy but he'd freak out on me, and think I did something else, that I didn't. 

"So, babe, I've been thinking and I think once this is all figured out, you know the court case, we should make a music video together? It's been a while since we've produced anything anyways" I asked trying to slip out of the doctors situation. 

Gazzy grinned like he knew that I was up to something "Sza, baby girl, I know what your'e doing. We can make a video anytime, but are you going to do it for sure or not?" Gazzy was actually understanding this time. I liked his new attitude. But it wouldn't last forever, I just knew.

"Gazzy,I'm just not ready yet. Can I wait for a couple more months. Maybe a few weeks even? Just some time you know?" I asked while making my puppy eyes.

"Fine babe, but you're getting it by next month. I'm not giving you any longer. I need to know who's it is!"

The officer came into the room to let us know time was up for our visit. I kissed Gazzy and stood up to leave. Once I got in my car I buckled in and took a deep breath.

Banging my head against the steering wheel once I started to cry. I fucked up my life and I knew better but I'm fucking stupid. What have I done.

I had the perfect man. I had a new house. Both of our careers we're going so well. And now I'm pregnant with a baby that doesn't even have a father to be named yet.

I don't know if i can take this. This is too much.