Black Imagines

Roc Royal

It's 10am and you wake up beside your sexy boyfriend Derrick. You think about what happened last night, wow you two have been going at it for at least 4 hours non stop. He hit you from the back, front, side, every position. It was perfect sex. As your about to get up you feel like puking, so you run to bathroom and puke a hell of a lot. You get really nauseous and your just thinking to yourself what the fuck is going on...

Derrick: Hey baby you feeling alright?

You: Yeah I just puked, I'm straight.

Derrick: Haha alright. Just don't be tellin me I'm a father, damn I think I'd cry.

You: Okay uh... well what if I am?

Derrick: I'm leavin', but for real don't be playin' like that. I ain't tryna be a father anytime soon.

You: Asshole. *leaves Derrick's house to convenient store to buy a pregnancy test* Fuck I think I am pregnant.. We've been having sex for the past month every single day. I'm exhausted.

*Goes back to Derrick's house*

Derrick: Where did you go baby? I thought you was mad.

You: Nah, just went for some.. air. *Goes to bathroom, takes test, waits*

Derrick: *Knocks on door* Yo baby what's taking so long I want some morning sex? You gon give it to me or nah?

You: Fuck off Derrick, omg. *Looks at test and screams* HOLY FUCKING SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! *Runs out of bathroom and into bed*

Derrick: What the fuck is wrong with you?

You: You know what we talked about earlier...

Derrick: Oh fuck no........

You: I'm pregnant.

Derrick: No the fuck you aren't. We're only 18 how the fuck are we supposed to take care of a child?

You: I don't know, but that doesn't change the fact that you're the father.

Derrick: I can't be... I love you and shii, but nah. No baby for me.

You: Don't fucking say you love me. You're a coward. Just because you didn't have a father doesn't mean you should let this innocent baby be fatherless. Fuck you.

Derrick: Get the fuck outta my house, I don't want you ever steppin' foot at my door step ever. Go take care of YOUR baby.

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You leave with a bag full of clothes and your face. You have no car so you decide to walk home. A nice ass car pulls over.

Roc: Hey, are you okay?

You: Um who are you?

Roc: I'm Chresanto.. but people know me as Roc Royal.. From Mindless Behavior.

You: Oh, right. Wow I'm embarrassed.. talking to you and I look like complete shit.

Roc: You don't look that bad.

You: *Smiles* And you don't have to lie.

Roc: Let me take you home.

You: No, your probably on your way to do a show. I ain't tryna get in the way.

Roc: Nahhh, just get in. I insist.

You: Fine. *Gets in*

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During the car ride.

Roc: Sooooo, you gonna tell me about yourself?

You: Ask me what you wanna know

Roc: Name? Age? What happened to you?

You: Well I'm Y/N, I'm 18, and my now ex-boyfriend kicked me out of his house.

Roc: Shit eh, Can I ask why he kicked you out?

You: I'm pregnant.

Roc: Oh wow, how he just gonna let you go out like that? It's raining... what a heartless bitch nigga.

You: *Laughs* I know right. I don't even know what I'm supposed to do anymore... I can never have feelings for a guy again. How can I ever trust again?

Roc: Y/N, don't let one nigga ruin it for the rest. There will be men out there who will love you even if you have this child and it's not theirs. If it were for me, I'd love the child as if it was my own.

You: That's sweet.

Roc: Gotta keep it sweet for you women out there.

You: Well thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it. *Opens car door*

Roc: Hold up, when can I see you again?

You: I thought the pregnancy situation might've scared you away already...

Roc: Nah, I don't care about that.

You: Well whenever you wanna see me, you know where I live now.

Roc: Tru, but let me get your #. Please? *does a pouty face*

You: *Giggles* Omg alright, 678-999-8212

Roc: I'll see you around *winks and drives off*

THE END