Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
-Kelly Rowland
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Jacob Pov
When Chresanto came back from visiting his parents I felt bad for yelling at him so I made it up to him. Lets just say, ya boy did his thing. Aye! But anywho, we talked and stuff after that and I feel like he ready to know I'm pregnant. I'm honestly scared to death. But I know it's not right to keep it from him. So I'll tell him tomorrow morning.
It's about three o'clock in the morning when my stomach started to hurt. I got up to go get some water and take Tylenol. I headed down to the kitchen to get some. As I'm down there, a phone started ranging. I know it ain't mine by the rang tone. So it has to be Chres. Now I'm wondering, just like you, who calling my baby this time of morning. So I walked to where the ringing coming from and answered.
"Hey Daddy.." A voice purred.
Hold up! Daddy? I hope to God this is a prank. Ain't no body suppose be calling Chresanto ass Daddy but me.
"Who the fuck is this?!"
"Who the fuck are you? And give my baby the phone." This hoe got me Fucked up.
"Bitch, who are you? Why you calling my man phone." I snapped.
"Your man! This Krista. Now give Chresanto the phone."
"Hoe why you still calling or even talking to my man." I laughed. "He don't want your loose pussy ass!"
"This must be Jacob ugly ass. You talking shit but go ask Chresanto where he was earlier. Did my pussy taste good when you kissed him this evening?" She said smugly.
"Bitch what you trying to say?" I asked curiously.
"Chresanto ain't telling yo ass the truth! He don't want you Jacob. He will be back with me in no time! He don't love your ass." She laughed.
"Oh really?" I laughed. "But who having his baby? His first child?"
She ain't say nothing. I laughed then smirked.
"Step up to my level hoe. Chres don't want you! Now I advise you to stop calling Chresanto." I said calmly. "Toddles Krista. I got to go have a talk with Chresanto." I hung up the phone.
This motherfucker thought he was slick! Like he can pull one over on me? Ha! I walked up the stairs to his room and slammed the door open. He jumped out of bed and fell on the floor. I would of laughed but I'm mad right now.
"What the fuck Jacob." He groaned
"Why the fuck Krista calling you this time of night?!" I threw his phone on the bed.
"What? Why you answering my shit anyway?" He got off the floor.
"What, I can't answer your phone? I am your boyfriend."
"Okay Jacob. But to tell you the truth, I don't know why Krista calling me. Earlier I told her-"
"So you seen the bitch! What the actual fuck Chres!" I yelled.
"No baby, it wasn't like that. She was at the basketball court and-" in cut him off.
"Now you secretly meeting up with this hoe. I thought you were with Craig? Was that a lie as well."
"I ain't never lie to you about meeting with Craig." He said sternly and walked towards me. "And no I ain't secretly meet her. She was just there. She did get touchy but I told her I didn't want her. Ask Craig."
"I don't believe you Chres. How do you expect me to trust you when you hurt me before. On more than one accusation!" I threw my hands up.
"Jacob I'm not lying to you!"
"I don't believe you." I shook my head.
"Jacob I promise I'm telling the truth this time." He grabbed my hands.
I shook my head and with drew my hands. He looked hurt. I could feel the tears in my eyes getting ready to fall. It's hard to trust his word when he has hurt my before. I want to believe him but even he said himself that he seen her earlier.
"Jacob... Baby, I swear I don't know why she called." He whispered.
"Whatever.." I huffed and walked around him.
I heard him sigh then grabbed my upper arm. He turned me around and looked at my face. He wiped my tears and caressed my cheek.
"You believe me... Right?"
"No." I said truthfully.
"Jacob-"
"I don't believe because you broke your promise before and what's stopping you from breaking it again?"
"I'm telling the fucking truth!"
"I don't believe you. Simple as that." I snapped.
"Well what do you want me to say Jacob? You won't fucking believe me anyway!" He yelled.
"Keep your dick in your pants and yo hoes in check!"
"The only one I'm fucking is you!"
"Don't lie! I don't even care no more. Fuck who you want!" He rolled his eyes and balled up his fist.
"Jacob this shit is getting old! I've changed I'm not cheating." He growled.
"What you balling your first up for? You gonna hit me?" I raised a eyebrow.
"I would never hit you. You know that Jacob." He said softly.
"You cheated, so how do I know you won't hit me?" I crossed my arms.
He yelled and pulled at his short hair. He started pacing; biting his fist.
"Why don't you believe me?"
"You hurt me. It's kind of hard to believe you if the bitch calling you this time of night asking me how her pussy taste!"
"I'm not fucking her Jacob. I swear." He stressed.
"Whatever." I sighed. "Now I'm going to bed." I walked away from him.
I got in bed and laid down. I felt the bed dip and Chres arms wrap around my waist. He moved closer to me and I felt his breath on the back of my neck.
"I hope you believe me baby." He kissed my beck. "I love you."
I didn't respond. And to think I thought he was ready to know I'm pregnant. He needs to get his shit together. Hoes and all.
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