In Love With a Thug✔️

Chapter 20

~3 months later~

I haven't seen my sisters in person in a couple of months. We facetime all the time though. They know that I still love them more than anything and Lisa understands why I'm not there, she wasn't happy about it but she claimed that she did understand. I didn't tell her what Malique does for a living. The only people that know is mom, Jasmine and Jonah, he and Jasmine were able to put two and two together. Apparently I have a type according to Jasmine. Her brother, Malique now...

After a lot of convincing I was finally able to tell Jasmine where we lived. So here we are now. In the living room, hanging out, watching movies.

"I'm telling you, you're pregnant." and Jasmine thinks I'm pregnant.

"I am not pregnant." I laugh "I can't be." I whisper the last part to myself. Sure I am now 20 years old, out of school but I can't be pregnant. I'm too young. A baby will just put a damper on things. Plus what would Malique think if I was? We haven't talked about kids.

"Do y'all use protection?" Jasmine ask

"No."

"Are you on the pill?"

"No."

"Then you're pregnant." she says and I roll my eyes.

"I haven't even had symptoms of being pregnant. I've just been eating a lot more." I state. It's true I haven't shown any signs of being pregnant other than me eating.

"Okay, whatever." Jasmine says and I sigh. What if I really am pregnant. What will I do?

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Jasmine is still here and she said she doesn't plan on going anywhere. Well not now at least. It's 5:00 pm and we're just sitting here. She let the conversation of me being pregnant go. Thank god. I really didn't wanna think about me being pregnant.

Next thing I know my phone goes off and I think it's Malique calling me to tell me that he's on his way home but it was Lisa, and it wasn't even a facetime call which threw me off for a second because that was the only way we communicated really.

"Hey sissy." I answer the phone with a smile on my face. I always enjoy talking to my sisters.

"Imani!?" Lisa yells through the phone.

"Yes it's she." I say playing around with her.

"Imani! I need your help. I went to this party and this guy tried to force himself on me and he knocked me out and now I'm in his house and I'm scared. Sissy, please help me." she says in one breath.

"Okay, okay. Lisa, where are you?"

"I don't know!" she shouts and I hear her sniffle. I know she's crying. "Sissy, please help me."

Before I could answer I heard someone open a door and she screamed, then the line went dead.

"We have to go." I say to Jasmine and grab my keys. She doesn't question me and gets in the car.

"Jasmine, get in my phone and go to find my iphone." I instruct and she listens. When she finally tells me where Lisa is I start ripping through stop signs, red lights.

"Damn Imani. Slow down." Jasmine said. What the hell did she just say?

"What do you mean slow down? Someone is out there touching my sister and you want me to slow down." I practically yell at her. This is my sister we're talking about.

"What if we get into a wreck and can't get to her in time." she states.

"Look, God got me." Is all I said before running another stop sign.