Chapter 11

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Nae watched as Dustin paced back and forth. She could tell just by the way he was rambling on that he wasnt happy. "Pregnant?! You cant be. Wasnt you on the pill?"

"Well n-"

"Shot?!"

"Dust no. Why are you so antsy!?" She shouted making him stop.

"I have one on the way already Chanae! I dont need two!" He shouted back. She stepped back and was in shock. "Wha- So this whole time. This WHOLE entire fuckin time you've fucked another bitch Dustin!?" She said on the verge of tears.

He sighed. "Nae come on man..." He said. She put her hand up making him stop talking. "Get out. Lose my number. Fuck you. I actually loved you Dustin!? Tell me... Was all that sweet shit even real? or was to get what you wanted?"

He stayed there with his hands in his pockets.

"Wow... get out." She said once more pointing at the door."

He sighed then began to leave.

"This is crazy." She mumbled walking upstairs to her room. She wasnt going to cry. No. Thats a sign of weakness. She was gonna keep her head up and do what she has to do.

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