I Need Him

part 6.

3 months later

Tay p.o.v

Every since the award ceremony when i told the world about khalil && I the paparazzi been on our asses and it's pretty annoying.

The heats game was last month and they won I'm so proud of them but khalil and i have been going strong for theses past 6 months but lately he seems a Lil distant.

Every since that night Darrell came by to the house I haven't heard anything from him , I guess he finally moved on.

But as for the rest of the crew everything's going fine. Lamar actually wasn't cheating on Aaliyah he was staying out late with his cousin that was trying to help him find a ring for Aaliyah.  That's right my bitch getting married next month.

But anyways,  i was at home cause i had the day off and i was in the living room waiting for khalil to get home from the gym. i flipped through some channels before stopping at BET cause basketball wife's were on. I kicked my feet up on the sofa and relaxed while watching the show.

khalil p.ov

I was at the gym with the boys but I was on the bleachers taking a break.

Man, I know I'm fucked up but the reason why I'm so distant is because Candice called me a week ago telling me she was 7 months pregnant with my child.

I didn't technically cheat on tay tho. let me just explain what happend.

Me and Candice knew each other in highschool and in our junior year we got together. we were going strong up until she cheated on me fours years later. i was mad at her but i finally forgave her and we were together again until she started whoring around. so we broke up but we were still fuxking.

so during the time when i was trying to get with tay me and Candice were still fuxking but i promise that i never cheated on tay and i never will.

I put my head in my hands trying to come up with a plan on how to tell tay that Candice is carrying my seed.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Jordan calling my name.

Jordan: Aye yo khalil, wassup witchu man, u haven't been the same . He asked running towards me and the rest of the group followed.

I sighed because I didn't want him to know that I might break his little sisters heart my telling him that I'm going to have a child but with someone else.

They all looked at me for my answer and my mouth just stared talking without my permission.

me: I got my ex pregnant.  I mumbled.

Jordan: you did what nigga ? he looked at me with pure hatred like he wanted to smack the shit outta me.

I was about to answer until Lamar spoke.

Lamar: how the fuxk that happen ? he asked with the same confused face everyone else had on their face.

me: before i met tay I was still fuxking round with my ex Candice and then when me and Tay got together I let her go , she just called me last week talkin bout she's 7 months pregnant with my baby. i sighed.

Jordan's face softened after hearing what happened , I just hope tay reacts the same way.

Jordan: nigga how u know it's yours for sure, I mean she kept this away from you for 7 months, she could've just fuxked some other dude, got pregnant , and told u you were the father cause u got money.

I sighed again.

me: man idk , but what if it is mine.

chris : then your gonna have to take care of that lil nigga .

Trey: exactly , if your gonna be a father then your gonna have to step up to the plate and be in that baby's life.

me: well , all i knkw is that when the baby comes , I'm getting a paternity test.

Taylor p.o.v

I jumped at the slight kisses that were going down my neck. I opened my eyes to see khalil on top of me. I looked around and realized I was still on the couch. I guess I must've of fallen to sleep.

me: baby when you get here? I asked him as he came up to my lips and kissed them.

khalil: i just got in. he answered against my lips.

me: oh . I said softly.

khalil : look , tay we need to talk he said sitting up on the couch. I sat up next to him and folded my legs so that I was sitting criss cross apple sauce.

me: wassup boo ? I asked .

He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck with an unsure look on his face .

now I was getting concerned.

khalil: my ex girlfriend called me last week.

I forrowed my eyebrows together.

me: ok andd? I asked confused.

khalil: she uh um she told me um. He stammered before sighing again and putting his face in the palm of his hands.

me: what did she tell you khalil? I said getting irritable because he won't get to the point.

khalil: ok listen when I tell you this you have to promise to listen to the whole story and not talk once. He said looking me dead in my eyes.

me: ok, alright. I said impatiently.

khalil: she called me last week and told me that she's pregnant with my child, but baby let me tel--

me: what the fuxk khalil , how the fuxk did that happen. I asked mad.

khalil: baby listen I--

now i was really Pissed.

me: NO U LISTEN, YOU TOLD ME YOU WOLD NEVER HURT ME THEY WAY MY EX DID AND IT HURTS KHALIL ! I screamed standing up from the couch.

khalil: Tay your not letting me explain, she--

me : I DON'T CARE YOU CHEATED ON ME , U LYING BASTARD !

he stood up from the couch.

khalil: YOUR NOT LISTENING TAY ! he said walking closer to me.

me: I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU , YOU CHEATED ON ME , UGH ! I said pounding his chest with my fist but he didn't budge.

He then grabbed my fist while I cried. He pulled me into his chest and I let all my tears out into his shoulder. I then got out of his grip and backed up .

khalil: baby I didn't chea--

me: get the fuxk out . I said wiping my tears.

khalil: but ba--

me: get.the.fuxk.out. I said breathing hard.

khalil tried to walk towards me but I punched him dead in the jaw.

khalil: ahhh shit tay . he said holding his face.

I looked at him with so much hatred before running upstairs and getting his bag and stuff out of the bathroom. I brought his stuff with me downstairs and opened the front door.

khalil: Tay what are u--

me: GET...THE...FUXK...OUT. I yelled throwing his items out the door one by one with every word I said.

khalil then walked up to the door then turned around to look at me.

khalil: baby I'm sorry. He said then turned back around and walked out the door to pick his stuff up and get in his car.

I slammed the door and fell to my knees crying hysterically.