Save Me

24'

Zendaya

I sleepily giggle as something nuzzles deeper into my neck. Pushing it away, I groan as I realize it's Jahseh who still has me captured in his sleeping death grip. I sigh lightly and opened my eyes to see his black and blonde dreads in front of my face. Taking my fingers through it, I start thinking of the text I send Trevor last night, and how I wonder what he sent me back. I stop playing with Jahseh's hair to grab my phone, but his hands fly up and grab mine, placing them back on top of his head.

"Oh, you like that huh?" I giggled and he nods without saying a word. I move my fingers back through his hair and remembered that I told Trevor I love Jahseh before I even told him.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I bite my lip and let out a sigh, then smiled as I feel soft fingers running along my stomach. We lay in silence for a good ten minutes until he lays back, looking me straight in the eyes. His eyes are dark, as he stares at me seriously.

"I haven't forgotten." He mumbles and my heart sinks.

"Jah-"

"I said at your 4 month mark, you're almost 5 months. I've been generous long enough." He narrows his eyes and I sigh shakily.

"I can't tell you. You'll do something crazy or you'll try to. I just really want to keep it a secret forever." I whisper softly and he groans.

"I knew you were gonna do this. I care about you Zendaya, just tell me who raped you! We can call the feds on them, have them arrested and press charges." He urges me into telling him, but I bite my tongue.

"No. Just no." I try to sit up, but my big ass stomach is in the way. I grunt and use Jahseh to help me up instead.

"Zendaya, what the fu-" I roll on top of him and laugh.

"Push me up, push me up." I giggle and he grip my shoulder, pushing me up straight.

"Thanks." I breathe out and he laughs as I sit, straddling him.

"And you couldn't have just asked me to pull you up?" He raised a brow and I shrug.

"It seemed like a good idea that I came up with all by myself. Besides, this is nice too." I wiggle, completely joking with him, and he widens his eyes and holds my hips to keep me from moving more.

"Stop moving, especially like that while sitting on me like this. Just stop." He rushes out and I raise a brow.

"Why?" I grin and he starts looking nervous.

"Maybe you should just get off-"

"Am I turning you on, Jahseh?" I tease, his eyes widening at my words.

"What are you-"

"I'm just messing with you, Jahseh. I was reading a Cosmopolitan magazine at the doctor's office last week. Thought I'd try to be a 'seductress'." I wink and he blows out a breath.

"Oh. Have you even... you know, willingly had sex with anyone before you were... raped?" He looks shocked that he asked that, and my throat tightens up.

"No..." I whisper quietly and he sits up, holding me up by my back and hugs me to him.

"I'm sorry I asked. I was just curious." He mutters and I nod, inhaling his natural scent.

"If it makes you feel any better, I'd fuck the shit out of you, Zendaya." He rubs my back gently and I widen my eyes, feeling my face burn from embarrassment.

"Jahseh!" I shriek and he laughs.

"What?" He pulls back and I throw my hands up.

"You can't just say sexual things like that!" I exclaim and he nods.