The Wrong

XII

Asia's POV
I was sleeping when Andrew barged into the room and threw some papers at me.
"I'm done with you," he yelled packing his things. I rubbed my eyes and picked up the papers.
"What's this?" I asked yawning.
"A DNA test that proved that I am not Jadon's father."
"What?!" I shouted. I looked at the papers and read the bottom of it. My eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. "Are you sure this is .... accurate?" I gave him a look.
"You know what Asia? Fuck you!" He exclaimed. He carried his bag and tried walking out the house.
"NO! Andrew please, I didn't know anything about this," I cried grabbing onto his hands.
"I don't want anything to do with you or that bastard child of yours. Get the hell off of me!" He pulled his arm away from me and walked out the house. I sat on the floor weeping. Did Andrew really just walk out on me? Not only that, but did he just call our son a bastard? I knew Jadon was Andrew's son. He was the only person I had sex with! Those papers had to be fake. I kept crying until Tatyana walked in and comforted me.
"Asia!" she shrieked. She helped me up from the floor and took me into the room. "What's the matter? Are you okay?"
"No Tati! Andrew just told me that he's not the father of Jadon and that he doesn't want anything to do with us."
"How does he know? Has he been smoking crack?"
"I don't know Tati! All I know is I can't raise this baby all by myself," I said wiping my tears. I handed her the paper that said Andrew wasn't the father. She looked at it and gave me stare.
"Asia...." she whispered, "did you have sex with anyone else besides Andrew? And be honest." How could she ask me such a question. I got up and went to the bathroom washing my face. After I cleaned my face, I took Jadon and packed my bags. "Where are you going?" Tatyana asked.
"Anywhere, but here."
"Why?"
"You know I didn't do anything with anyone, but Andrew. How can you ask me if I did it with anyone else? You're supposed to be my friend!" I yelled.
"Chill out, I'm just trying to help you."
"Well if that's the help you're going to give me then I certainly do not want it."
"Asia please shut up and come back inside. Didn't you say you and VJ went to a hotel when y'all was dating?" I went inside and sat down in the kitchen.
"Yeah, but I don't remember us...you know..."
"Just try to remember what happened," Tatyana said sitting besides me.
"Well we went to the club that day and I told him I wanted to go home. He told me not to be a party pooper so I stayed longer. When it was after eleven, we went to this hotel and booked a room. The bed was big and designed with rose petals. He told me that he wanted to make it up to me. He dimmed down the lights and turned on the electric candles. He whispered in my ear that we were going to redo my first time, but I told him no. He kept trying to convince me, but I said no every single time. Once he realized that I wasn't going to give him some p, we stayed up and drank. I don't remember anything else after that. I do remember waking up with my clothes on."
"Drank what?"
"What type of question is that," I looked at Tatyana again. She was asking so many rhetorical questions.
"Bitch just answer the question!" I rolled my eyes.
"Vodka of course."
"He probably got you drunk Asia. That's why you didn't remember."
"But don't you think he would've used a condom? Plus, that was so long ago!" I complained.
"VJ is evil correct? He probably did you raw, just for the fun of it."
"Or maybe to ruin my reputation," I added, cleaning my tears. I looked at Jadon who was smiling and playing with his toys. I looked at his brown eyes and his brown hair. I stared at his deep right dimple and his light skin. I peeked at his curly hair and his pink lips. I started to get frustrated. Jadon was not Andrew's baby. He was VJ's baby. This whole time, I thought this baby would be my world. The five long months that I carried Jadon in my stomach, I thought he belonged to Andrew, when all along...he belonged to VJ. I picked him and threw him into the chair. I grabbed his cheek and smacked him as hard as I could. "FUCK YOU!" I shouted. I slapped him again, but this time harder. I ignored his screeching cries and his loud tears. I wrapped my arms around his neck trying to block his air passage. Tatyana quickly came and pushed me.
"ASIA WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she yelled. She grabbed Jadon.
"I hate that baby," I said crying, "I hate him so much!"
"What are you saying? This is the kid that you gave birth to."
"Well I hate him and I wish he died!!"
"ASIA!" Tatyana screamed louder. Tears started to fall down my face. Why was stuff like this happening to me? Jadon kept crying, but I could careless. I didn't want him anymore. He wasn't my baby. Just because I gave birth to him, did not mean he belonged to him. "Asia," whispered Tatyana.
"What."
"Jadon wants you."
"I don't care," I said, "I'm leaving."
"Leaving?! Leaving to where?"
"Bye." I walked out the door with my Gucci bag. Tatyana tried chasing me, but she didn't catch up. I left Jadon with her because I was afraid that I would hurt him even more. I needed some time alone. Plus, I had to tell VJ he was probably the father of my son. My life was getting worst by the second.

VJ's POV
It was exactly 5:30PM when Asia came knocking on my window. I had just came back from basketball practice so I didn't want to speak to anyone. My legs were sore and my face was sweaty. Why would I want company when I wasn't looking or feeling my best? The last time I saw Asia we were cool and friends, but I knew this time wasn't going to be all roses. She had her hair in a ponytail and black sweatpants.
"What do you want?" I asked her.
"I have to talk to you VJ." I signaled her to come inside and she sat on my bed.
"Unless you want another baby, I advice you to sit on that chair over there. Not my bed," I smirked. She rolled her eyes and sat on my chair. Her eyes were really red and I could tell she had been crying. "What's the matter? You okay?"
"Did you do me raw?" She asked bluntly. I was shocked. Immediately my mind went back to the night I got her drunk.
"Maybe," I responded. She got up and slapped me.
"What the hell?!" I shouted.
"How dare you! You raped me! I never agreed to having sex with you. You got me drunk and raped me!"
"You got yourself drunk. I ain't ask you to do anything. You were the one that kept drinking and took all of your clothes and then asked me to do you raw. So before you come wreck less at me, check yourself. Dumb hoe." I got up and went into my bed. She was still sitting in the chair. "You can get out now," I whispered blowing her a fake kiss.
"Why would you do this to me VJ? I thought we were friends!"
"You can never be friends with a girl you fucked. It's impossible," I answered.
"Well you're the father. The father of my "son" Jadon A. Perkins. You're his father." I laughed at her.
"If you think I'm going to be in his life, than you're dumber than I thought." She tried to hit me again, but I grabbed her hands. "I swear if you touch me one more time, I will kill you." She fell back into the chair and started sobbing loudly
"Why me? Why do you just love ruining my life? Why?!" she shouted.
"Maybe because you ruined mine Asia. Do you think I fucked you just to fuck you? Do you think I left you behind to just leave you? No. I had feelings for you to. I loved you. Matter of fact, I still do. Why would I let the girl I love with all my heart be happy with some other guy? Oh yeah, I wouldn't. So if you're not happy with me, you can never be happy with anyone else. It's only because I love you."
I got up and hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and cried some more.
"I just want to be happy VJ. That's all I want. And if you loved me as much as you say you do, you would let me be."