ROSE IN HARLEM !
somewhere in
los angeles, cali !
"are you going to tell him?" zion tried his best to be the comforting best friend she needed, standing between her legs as she sat on the counter with her head in his neck.
"i have no choice, but i don't wamt you guys to hate me," she admitted, taking the chance to pull away and run her hands through her matted hair. luckily she had a scrunchie on her wrist so she just tied her hair in a high bun.
"we aren't going to hate you trinity," he sighed. "you really got me up in this small all bathroom, rubbing your back and allowing you to cry yo' salty ass tears on my neck. if i hated you, i would've been walked out the minute i seen the test,"
trinity smiled just a bit, but it faded away. "i guess i should tell him now,"
"hell yeah," zion encouraged. "brandon could never be mad about being a dad," he smiled.
she sighed, grabbing a wad of tissue before blowing her nose. and as much as zion wanted to talk shit, he let her clean herself up. "thank you," she tossed the tissue before wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in a tight hug. "a lot,"
"you know i got you headass," he rubbed ber back, "now can we please get out this bathroom," he pleaded, pulling away and opening the door, exposing them both to cool air as well as a sober brandon who leaned upagainst the wall.
"if you need me, i'm in nicks room," zion patted her bun before jogging his tall ass down the stairs probably to grab a snack before going to nick's room because everyone's room was upstairs.
"what's wrong baby, are you okay?" brandon immediately wrapped himself around ber body to which she gladly accepted.
"we needa' talk," trinity sighed. brandon's room was just right there, so she brought him in and sat him down on the bed.
"what's up? did momma call?"
"no," she took a deep breath. the prenancy test were tucked away in her shorts. "so you know how i been feeling kind of off for the past month and i been sayin' it was the small shots i would sneak," she mumbled.
he nodded, "speak up," his hand went under her chin, pushing it up so they locked eyes which made it harder for trinity.
she reached in her shorts, pulling out the test. "well i just found out-" she cut her own words short, grabbing his hand and placing the pregnancy test in his hands.
brandon frowned as he tried to figure out what it was, but his brain adapted quickly and he realized he was going to be a dad in about nine months.
"are you serious?" he tried to hide his smile, womdering if it was a joke or not. "don't fuck with my emotions, because if you and zion are playing some sort of joke on me then you can stop now,"
trinity shook her head, "i wish it was a joke," it never seemed like she could stop crying. "i don't want you to hate me brandon. i really don't. i think i should just go and pretend like we never happened," she ranted.
he knitted his brows, "do you think i'm mad?" he began to admire those two lines again, "trinity we may ne young and i may be starting my job but that won't make me any less of a dad. you knoe i gotchu' and you know i'ma be there for my child," he held her face in his hands.
"you aren't mad?" she asked, disregarding his whole speech.
"why would i be?" he smirked.
she tackled him in a hug. "you don't understand how stressful this was and still is. my momma doesn't know and zion was the first person i told besides diamond. it's not that i didn't think you wouldn't want the baby, i just didn't want to fuck up your career so early on,"
"you could never," he kissed her temple over and over.
"now, what did you need to tell me," she wad still burried into his chest, loving how she fit just right.
"i don't want you to be mad because i know i messed up,"
but that made her pull away fairly quick.
before brandon could even finish, the door opened and in walked zion with a smug look on his face. "did you tell her you basically agreed to cheat on her for extra money yet? cause' if not, i just did,"
"wait, what?" trinity had to laugh. "did i just hear the word cheat come out of your mouth? cause' brandon if i did, you got a minute to fuckin' explain yourself," and here we go with the water works.
"zion! get the fuck out!"
"headass, you better stay right there,"
"and i oo-"
"baby listen. i didn't have a choice but to. it's an agreement with management and it's only until our new ep releases, you need to bel-"
"so you been fucking other bitches? and i just told you i was having your baby? you didn't think to bring this up to me when it first happened?"
"we been knew. we had a month to think about it and he's the only one who agreed to do it," zion blurted.
"zion shut the fuck up! i didn't want you to be mad, baby please,"
"you brought me out here just to embarrass me! how the fuck am i supposed to look you in your face?!" she snapped.
"i swear baby, nothing even happened!" brandon was damn near pleading. "zion doesn't know what the fuck he's saying. i would never fuck somebody over you! knowing i have you! knowing i want you!"
"so look me in my face and tell me your lips didn't touch hers and tell me she didn't touch you in anyway you let me touch you," her arms folded over her chest.
he stayed silent.
"we can talk in the morning," she sniffed. "c'mon headass. i need you to drop me off somewhere," her feet slipped into her fuzzy house shoes.
"trinity," his voice cracked.
"let's go caleb,"
