Samantha P.O.S.
"My trophy is to become a very successful Singer and to get married so I can live a simple, yet happy life."
How do I say it? I don't know What to say...I don't know if I actually want to tell him. How am I supposed to tell Trevor that I'm 3 months pregnant? I just found out not too long ago and he's on his way now so I can tell him...I'm so scared. I don't know What I was thinking and I knew it would catch back up to me. Me and my dumb decisions... This might really hurt me more than it hurts him all together... I just can't believe that I'm actually about to probably break a bond that was always protected by him. The five years of us is about to go Right down the drain as soon as the words leave my mouth...Oh God. He walked in my house and I stood up from the couch walking over to him and giving a hug.
"So What's up? Why you look so upset?"
"Trevor, I think you should sit dow"
He squinted his eyes at me before slowly sitting on the arm of the couch as I stood in front of him but a few feet back just in case I gotta run or something.
"What's the problem? "
"Trevor... I haven't been feeling good for a while, I've been gaining weight and have been very moody. I noticed it last week so I took a test and...I'm pregnant." He went silent. No words were spoken he just stared at the floor and slowly tapped his foot; not a good look. I started bagging up but stopped when he spoke.
"How far along are you?"
"Three months..." He looked up at me and I wiped the tears falling down my face."You hate me." I silently cried.
"I fucked your life up even more Trevor I'm sorry." He got up to comfort me pulling me in to a hug and kissing my forehead.
"It's okay stop crying... I ain't expect it to happen this soon but I'm glad it happened."
"You hate me." I cried shaking my head in his chest. He lifted my head for me to look at him and I felt so disgusted with myself.
"I don't hate you."
"If you don't now you soon will." I admitted as he put his hands down looking at me with a concerned look on his face.
"What do you mean?" I just put my head down again. "The baby is mine Right?" I kept my head down in shame and he stepped back a little."Right?" He asked again.
"Wrong..." I answered just above a whisper but Trevor heard me loud and clear. I looked up at him and his jaws were clenched up as he looked at me with an unreadable look in his eyes.
"So if it ain't my baby...who's is it?"
"Its---"
"Matter of fact...Why you telling me? I hope you don't expect me to take the little nigga in cause you don't know who the daddy is." He started to snap on me. I felt like my heart just broke into a thousand pieces and every moment we shared as a couple broke with it.
"I do know...I just thought it was best for me to tell you."
"So now that you've proved to me how much you and my mom's are alike I think I'm a leave before I kill you and that baby." He started walking towards the door but I pulled on his arm trying to make him come back to me.
