Cortasia POV.
Michigan Detroit.
6:58 am.
November 5th. | week later. / Saturday.I ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. I sat down and sat there throwing up, when I was finished I got up and walked to the sink. I grabbed my toothbrush and tooth paste and started brushing the salvia out my mouth. I looked up in the mirror and saw my brother starring at me.
"What?" I spit the water out.
"You been throwing up for two weeks straight. Fuck you mean what?" He snapped.
"Ian fucking stupid Cortasia. I know you been fucking on that lil as nigga," He added on.
"Fuck is you tryna say?!" I snapped back.
"Cause I know damn well I anit pregnant, and it anit yo business who I been fucking." I pushed passed him walking in my room. He followed me.
"Take a test." He spoke.
"I know ian pregnant Cordell. Leave me alone." I got back in my bed and closed my eyes.
"Sayless." I heard him shut the door. I turnt around and grabbed my phone.
Cortasia: You up?
Ty: wassup ma 👀?
Cortasia: You pulled out last time we fucked right?
Ty: ian even finna lie, i was so high ion even remember 🤦🏾♂️
I left him on read and I felt tears start to come to my eyes.
Ty: what happen
Cortasia: I been throwing up for the pass couple weeks + my breast been getting big
Ty: what that gotta do with it? take a test ma
Cortasia: I want you to do it wimmie 🥺
Ty: i'm finna come get you
Cortasia: Aight.
I got back out of bed and walked to my dressed putting on black leggings and I grabbed my black hoodie off my chair.
I grabbed my phone off my bed and walked to the living room shutting my door.
"Where you going?" Cordell asked.
"Store." I walked out the door and waited for Ty to pull up.
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True Colors. (Completed.)
Teen FictionRead to find out. Book 2 of this book will not be published.