❤️BLACK BOY IMAGINES❤️

Kelly Oubre Jr. ~ Will you be there? ~

Requested by skyes12 When you see this, I just wanna thank you for being so patient with me with all that I've been dealing with and I hope that you enjoy it!!!❤️

Skye's P.O.V

I read over my test results saying that I was 8 weeks pregnant....2 months.

Kelly and I just started dating 5 months ago, and now that I think about it, we've never used condoms.

We both knew the risk of me getting pregnant every time we had sex, but we were still reckless.

"Why you making that face?" Kelly breaks me out of my thoughts as he walks into our bedroom.

I try to think of a lie to say to him but realize that it's too late when he gently takes the papers out of my hand.

"You're pregnant?"

"Yeah," I whisper out.

"You keeping it?"

"What? Why would you ask something like that?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"Cause I don't want no problems. I know some guys in the league that got their bitches pregnant and when they broke up, shit went left. They started asking for thousands of dollars in child support. You not finna run that shit on me,"

"Bitches? And I'd never do that to you. You know that,"

"I don't, it could've been your plan all along to trap me,"

"Kelly,"

"No, you need to get rid of that shit,"

"I'm not aborting our baby,"

"Our?"

"Yes, we made this baby together and we're gonna take care of it together," I say. "Right?" I lowly whisper.

"No not right. And that's not our baby, it's yours since you don't know how to do what you're supposed to,"

"What does that even mean?"

"You could've gotten Plan B's or birth control. But you not about to pin a baby on me. And to think about it, I barely even know you,"

"You could've used condoms but neither of us did any of that so this is on the both of us," I stammer. "And would you really move in with a person that you barely knew?" I tilt my head in confusion.

"You having a baby by somebody you barely know, so who's the dumber person here?" he loudly asks.

"We're not gonna start with the name calling, you know I don't like that shit,"

"Skye I don't give a fuck," he waves me off.

"You should,"

"Why?" He walks closer to me.

He bends down and places his arms on either side of me so that he's now leveled with me.

"Why should I give a fuck? I don't want this and I didn't ask for this, and if you don't like that then you could get the fuck out,"