words i didn't say ~ cmb [COMPLETED ✓ ]

ch. 12

songs i listened to while writing:

-expensive girl - rapmon

-humble - kendrick lamar

-n.o - bts

-your side of the bed - loote

-it's definitely you - v, jin

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jonah, daniel, and i come up with a plan on how to tell corbyn.

i feel bad. the fact that his girlfriend did it with another guy that wasn't him isn't the best thing in the world.

we come up to the besson household, now silent.

i open the door, daniel and jonah behind me, looking inside.

mrs. besson was at the table, head in her hands.

i look at jonah and he tells me to go by nodding his head.

"hi mrs. besson. we have some news for you," i say, looking at her with sorry eyes.

"yes? what's going on azalea?" she asks, awaiting the information.

"corbyn... isn't the father," i whisper in her ear, just in case maya is in the house.

her eyes widen.

"w-wha-" she starts, but daniel puts a finger over his mouth, signaling for her to be quiet.

she understands and discontinues her line of words.

"maya already has a baby bump and she would have to be at least a month or two into pregnancy," jonah tells her, "maya cheated."

mrs. besson's eyes are full of fire but jonah gives her a look, telling her that we'll handle it.

we walk upstairs to see maya and corbyn looking at the computer.

"so, should we get the pink baby carrier or the blue?" maya giggles.

corbyn's facial expression makes him look as if he's dead.

"maya, can we talk to corbyn alone?" daniel asks.

"i really don't think-" she starts but jonah gives her a death glare and she walks out.

we close the door and daniel closes the computer.

jonah sighs, "the baby isn't yours, corbyn."

corbyn looks at him, eyes widened just a little.

we explain what has gone on and our theories and by the end of the talk, corbyn is pissed.

"maya!" i call.

she opens the door, smiling.

"so corbyn! let's get the blue carrier!" she smiles.

"maya, why did you cheat?" corbyn asks, straightforwardly.

her eyes widen in horror.

"baby! you think i would cheat?!" she exclaims, a scared look in her eyes.

"i didn't get you pregnant. you cheated," corbyn looks at her.

"corbyn, i wasn't trying to-" she says, tearing up.

"stop acting innocent! you're such a bitch!" he yells.

"you can't yell at a your pregnant girlfriend!" she yells back.

"you're not my girlfriend!" he yells and she silences herself.

"w-what?" she asks.

"you're not my girlfriend. i don't love you. get out of my house," corbyn seethes.