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After meeting Stokes parents I had to go home to mine and surprisingly my sister was here.

"Oh hey Milana" Maia looked at me with a smirk on her face.

I was confused because there was nothing she could say or do that could get me in trouble now. My mom is okay with me and Stokeley being together, she likes him.

She Why is she smirking like she has something planned against me?

"Hey" I spoke with no emotion.

"Where's mom?" I asked her and she ignored me.

"It doesn't matter, I'm trying to talk to you" she told me and I sighed and sit down.

"Okay" I told her and sat down at the island.

"Well I have something to tell you" she continued with her smirk, sitting across from me.

"Okay can you just hurry up, I'm tired" I told her and she nodded.

"Well I don't know when he was going to tell you but Ski has a baby on the way. Jahseh told me when they went a party he had sex with some Hispanic girl and now she's saying she's pregnant and it's his" she told me and I won't lie and say that my heart hadn't crushed a little.

She had to be lying though right? Stokeley wouldn't have went a party anyways he's always with me and he definitely wouldn't have sex with another girl.

I sucked my teeth and stood up "Maia shut up, you came in here to puss me off with bullshit and I'm just trying to go to sleep" I told her before walking away, not letting her say anything else that would probably upset me.

I went in my room and got in the shower, thinking about what happened.

Why she really lying? Or was she telling me the truth and Stokeley just hasn't told me yet? I don't know but I really want to.

I sighed and wrapped myself in my towel not waisting time to pick up my phone and call Stokeley, clothes and stuff could wait.

"Hey mamas" Stokeley spoke in the phone and I could tell he was smiling.

"You have a baby on the way?" I asked him, not waisting time on what I wanted to know.

It was silent for awhile before I heard him sigh "mayb-" I didn't even let him finish and hung up on him.

I didn't know what to do at the moment I just put my underwear and bra on after moisturizing myself.

I climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling, I'm so confused. Out of no where I started to cry, he's with me and claims he loves me more than I love him but then he does that so what does that mean?

I continued to cry until there was a knock at my door and whoever opened it without me saying anything.

My sister peeked in the door and then Stokeley walked in and she smirked and closed the door behind him making me roll my eyes.

I'm so tired of her.

"Get out" I told him before he could even say anything.

"Mila let me explain-" he started and I cut him off.

"I don't want you to explain I want you to leave" I rolled my eyes at him, laying back down and turning over.

I heard his footsteps come closer and then him sitting in my bed before I saw his arm go over me and his head peeked around my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for any of that to happen but I was gone that night and I was stressed because I couldn't find you I-" I cut him off, quickly slinging his arm from over me.

"You made the baby when I was fucking kidnapped?!" I yelled at him and sat up.

He put his head down and sighed "Mila it's probably not even my baby, please just stop being mad at me."

"How the fuck am I going to stop yelling at you Stokeley when you cheated on me while I was kidnapped and now the bitch is pregnant?! You could've at least used fucking protection!" I yelled again, punching him in his chest this time.

"I thought you loved me, you pretended to so well just to do this to me" my voice lowered before I felt the tears began to rush down my eyes.

"Why would you do this to me? This is really fucked up" I cried, shoving Stokeley off my bed now.

He stood up quickly though, pulling me to him "I'm sorry Mila I didn't me-" I cut him off again.

"Shut the fuck up Stokeley you're not sorry because you weren't ever gone tell me if your dumbass didn't get her pregnant and stop touching me" I told him, yanking my arms back just for him to grab me again.

He hugged me tightly now, letting me cry on his chest even though it was his fault.

"I fucking hate you."

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8/24/2019

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