Prom & Pregnancy

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   My name is Layla and the guy laying next to me is my best friend Bo, well he started out that way. I'm 17 & he's 18. We've been best friends since middle school like legit homies . Dude even taught me how to shoot dice back in '15. I must say I be finessing these niggas out they plant checks. Anywho back to the story.. it all truly started when something ....  ,   "happened".
   Sweet 16 , and - boom I'm PREGNANT!

   It was my first time and I made sure I did everything right, at least that's what I fucking thought. Bo always been very protective of me & very respectful as well. When I told him I was carrying a baby he was fucking livid! I was pissed, it was strange,crazy even because it was like he knew before me. Anyway, I was dating this boy name noony for 8 months and he never pressured me, but he always implied that he wanted to fuck. I just hate that damn word though.
     With midnight creeping up , the clock chimes at exactly 11:30 pm and everyone is inside the ballroom dancing laughing having a good time. Well ladies ...it was time to pop my cherry after we left this place to meet at the hottest hotel  on the fucking block down 29th Street. I wore this skin tight mermaid dress and it was baby blue and very much sparkly all over. Noony wore his Diamond cut earrings, fresh cut, waves on 360, looking very much daddyish with the pearly whites.      

   We left exactly at 12:01 am and proceeded to the hotel. I took a couple shots on the way there and I can't lie I was definitely building up on liquor courage. I was good at first, then minutes later it's like a sexual heat wave hit me so hard and my mouth started to water. My breathing became heavy and spaced out , My pussy puckered and smacked and at that moment I knew this was it.
We entered , checked in and decided to freshen up before we start. I was dying to get out of that damn dress anyway. He had rose petals and candles and shit ... Im like

" Ooooo him wanna fuck fuck?" I'm honestly all nervous you know. He started kissing my neck and this mf instantly devoured my pussy. No foreplay or anything. He then flipped me over in a swift motion. My breathing became rigid my heart thumped to every stroke ,the harder he thrusted inside of me.... the louder my heartbeat became.

    Three weeks later..... My doctor called to follow me up on my pap smear, he then begin to tell me I'm 2 weeks pregnant! Are you fucking kidding me here? I called noony and offered to take him to go get pizza on his lunch break. We talked and i told him everything , surprisingly he was happy.
Ten long stressful , months later I'm giving birth to a beautiful baby boy. I named him ArMon Kardell Daniel. He was a big boy , 8 pounds and 6 ounces. I called Noony several times on the way to the emergency room he never picked up. Great, I thought... He's already a deadbeat. I definitely gave birth alone, Bo ... My bestie came the following day. I then asked did he hear anything from Noony, he ignored me. I didn't think nothing of it at the time.
       I called and called and called, but after seven months I threw in the towel. It was like he fell from the face of the Earth.
       Bo kind of inserted himself into ArMon's and I lovely bubble. He said he couldn't imagine leaving me alone after the Noony incident. I guess that's what we're calling it now. It's been 3 months since me and Bo decided to date. Yes, Bo and I are officially together. These past months has been amazing with Bo, it seems as if its been a fairytale this whole time. Which is the key sign that something is off. Buckle up guys.

   The week before Christmas something very much strange happened. I was putting babyboy down for a nap and out of nowhere Bo comes bursting in all dirty frantic and jumpy. He then goes back outside slams the car door shut and speeds off. I ran to stop him or at least get a fucking explanation, but it was too late. I didn't wanna work myself up, so I decided to run me a steaming hot bubble bath, with scented candles and blues playing softly in the background.
    I went back into the bedroom to grab the speaker when I noticed Bo's phone, he had 15 messages and every last one was from step bro.

Now I'm pacing back and fourth because he doesn't have a fucking step brother. This shit is crazy, I unlocked his phone and I couldn't believe what the fuck he said.  
     
  

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